<?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-3506824336257786935</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:21:07.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An extension of my brain</title><subtitle type='html'>A Daily...maybe not...
Note of whats happening while I am out in the world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-6669177790957383742</id><published>2009-08-13T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:13:49.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These Past Few Days...</title><content type='html'>I arrived on Wednesday and checked into my apartment. I have adored most every second of being here as of now. I got checked in, and started to get down to business. I went through casting which totally rocked, and Disney made me feel like I truly belonged. Tuesday afternoon when i met with Pastor B from C3, I discovered I really want to attend their church just to check it out, but I have to work on sunday which is killing me! As of now I may be working until next saturday. &lt;br /&gt;I start TRADITIONS TOMORROW!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! (Said while Jumping up and down)&lt;br /&gt;I am loving it here! Although I do miss people back in MD, I am really enjoying right here! Although my roomates are interesting. Not the one I had told some of you earlier, yet they want to go drink, so now I'm glad I don't have my car. &lt;br /&gt;My tentative schedule is Working Monday through Saturday, and sunday evenings. But It will change on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;so If you're reading this and are coming down south to FL...Hit me up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I auditioned and didn't get the role because I was too tall. But They loved my voice, and i was asked to audition in October for a singing role for the spring, possibly on a cruise line, or even a disney park Overseas or California...God is rocking my world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maketh Me a Vessel That You Can Always Use. No Matter How you Break me What I Win or What I lose. &lt;br /&gt;Lord Here am I Please Use me. &lt;br /&gt;Mitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-6669177790957383742?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/6669177790957383742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=6669177790957383742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/6669177790957383742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/6669177790957383742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-past-few-days.html' title='These Past Few Days...'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-7270853167043170382</id><published>2009-08-12T12:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:01:22.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone my address is 13501 meadow creek drive apt #3005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-7270853167043170382?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/7270853167043170382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=7270853167043170382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7270853167043170382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7270853167043170382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-everyone-my-address-is-13501-meadow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-5847402458498177430</id><published>2009-08-12T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:09:48.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I&amp;#39;m getting ready to get on a bus to head to vista way, which is my check in spot. Let me be your vessel this my prayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-5847402458498177430?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/5847402458498177430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=5847402458498177430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/5847402458498177430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/5847402458498177430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-getting-ready-to-get-on-bus-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-3586289998493829849</id><published>2009-08-10T02:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:28:09.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Jitters</title><content type='html'>I leave for disney in...32 hours. I'm scared. I'm missing my church family already, and I haven't even left the state. I wanted to go experience something that wasn't the norm and I'm getting it. But Why is it that the largest part of me is screaming to not go to Disney now? It was the loudest for going earlier this year, and up until yesterday it was "Go Go Go" Yet, everything inside me now screams to stop, cancel my flight, and run back to where it is safe. I feel as though everything is all mixed up, and no matter how I try and organize these thoughts. If only there weren't so many voices going on inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet this tiny voice, i mean i have to strain to hear it is saying:&lt;br /&gt;"Go, I have given you a purpose there. Go, I have a hold of you. Go, Because I need you there." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here and wonder... Okay God why can't you boom this like all the other times! &lt;br /&gt;I'm a wreck, and now is when you want to be quiet? GAH! &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I've gotta finish packing. I'm not 100% sure I should be leaving, but If you randomly see me in the next 33 or so hours, Give me a hug. I need one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-3586289998493829849?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/3586289998493829849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=3586289998493829849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3586289998493829849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3586289998493829849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/08/disney-jitters.html' title='Disney Jitters'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-3168735360014998615</id><published>2009-07-28T17:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:04:57.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just testing mobile blogging. Hope this works&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-3168735360014998615?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/3168735360014998615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=3168735360014998615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3168735360014998615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3168735360014998615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-testing-mobile-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-7266455008944723802</id><published>2009-03-01T21:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:06:50.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's to say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;a day, a minute, pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;by.&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;working for the little bit&lt;br /&gt;that we dont need.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why!&lt;br /&gt;the world is falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;yet still it is intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you get the drift?Hi. Me. I'm 19 years old. Male. Nothing Special but Just a Guy Searching to be like Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-7266455008944723802?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/7266455008944723802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=7266455008944723802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7266455008944723802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7266455008944723802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/03/whos-to-say.html' title='Who&apos;s to say?'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-7256412580731651904</id><published>2009-03-01T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:44:16.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of my Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;You act as if I weren’t around&lt;br /&gt;Yet you smile and say we're friends&lt;br /&gt;Does that word mean nothing to you?&lt;br /&gt;It seems that it doesn't. &lt;br /&gt;What you say, how you act, &lt;br /&gt;Two totally different things&lt;br /&gt;Am I only here for your amusement?&lt;br /&gt;Am I only around for you to have pity on?&lt;br /&gt;I scream when I go home at night,&lt;br /&gt;I cry because of how you act. &lt;br /&gt;It is pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you snicker behind your hand&lt;br /&gt;I see you roll your eyes. &lt;br /&gt;I have heard you answer yes when I ask you a question,&lt;br /&gt;Only to hear you whisper about me to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the whispers,&lt;br /&gt;The giggles&lt;br /&gt;The scoffs,&lt;br /&gt;The laughs&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the turns&lt;br /&gt;The smiles&lt;br /&gt;The hateful glares&lt;br /&gt;The way you circle up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever call,&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a king on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that when I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;It will be back to the ignoring,&lt;br /&gt;And everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could be friends&lt;br /&gt;It could be great&lt;br /&gt;If only you would stop &lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;You act as if I weren’t around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So you get the drift?Hi. Me. I'm 19 years old. Male. Nothing Special but Just a Guy Searching to be like Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-7256412580731651904?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/7256412580731651904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=7256412580731651904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7256412580731651904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/7256412580731651904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-my-head.html' title='Out of my Head'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-4708088840942022279</id><published>2009-01-04T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:11:09.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this song came on the radio immediately after I left cell group called &lt;em&gt;This is A Call&lt;/em&gt; by Thousand Foot Krutch. And a portion of it really describes me. I mean it might not be true to how You might see me, but it makes a lot of sense if you were inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he tells everyone a story, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause he thinks his life is boring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he fights so you won't ignore him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause that's his biggest fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And he cries, but you'll rarely see him do it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he loves but he's scared to use it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So he hides behind the music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cause he likes it that way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he knows, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's so much more than worthless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He needs to find the surface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cause he's starting to get nervous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever felt this way before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cause I don't wanna hide here anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me to a place where nothing's wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thanks for coming, shut the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And they say some one out there sees us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well if you're real, then save me Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cause I've been this way for far too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I wasn't meant to feel alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its odd how much this song made me think of myself. It is uncanny how true these lyrics are. See I love to tell stories. The taller the tale the better, and the best thing is getting people to believe them. It is a lot of fun. My biggest fear is being forgotten, ergo I do what I can to make myself seem a little more memorable. I cry a lot, but only in private, if you spend a lot of time with me, you might even have seen me cry once in a while.  But the biggest thing that is like me is that I do hide in the music. Granted in music I am typically centerstage, but not with musical theatre. I am a character, and well thats not who I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The chorus just says exactly how I feel basically Right now. I mean it's true I wasn't meant to feel alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So you get the drift?Hi. Me I am 19 years old. Male. Nothing Special but&lt;br /&gt;Just a Guy Searching for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-4708088840942022279?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/4708088840942022279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=4708088840942022279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/4708088840942022279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/4708088840942022279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-song-came-on-radio-immediately.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-3125450607754767100</id><published>2009-01-02T14:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:37:15.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This popped up while searching for "You Alone are Savior" by the David Crowder Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really Cool I thought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;God: Hello. Did you call me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Called you? No. Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will Chat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't know. But I can't find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I understand. But I still can't figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Well, I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the Medium you are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life becomes better, not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can't we be free from problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons to Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving In the right direction. What should I do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What surprises you about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: When they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me?" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I can't get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How can I get the best out of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the New Day with a new sense of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;God: Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve, not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you get the drift?Hi. Me I am 19 years old. Male. Nothing Special but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a Guy Searching for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-3125450607754767100?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/3125450607754767100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=3125450607754767100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3125450607754767100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/3125450607754767100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-popped-up-while-searching-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-8049310263351084139</id><published>2008-06-04T19:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:35:42.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcmQetKatI/AAAAAAAAACU/WkNz6xNjEcg/s1600-h/ssgrad08-238P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173558639520466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcmQetKatI/AAAAAAAAACU/WkNz6xNjEcg/s320/ssgrad08-238P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcmJutKasI/AAAAAAAAACM/1-g3HQBM2Js/s1600-h/ssgrad08-382P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173442675403458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcmJutKasI/AAAAAAAAACM/1-g3HQBM2Js/s320/ssgrad08-382P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcl5OtKarI/AAAAAAAAACE/mCRPeMwOnAE/s1600-h/ssgrad08-381P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173159207561906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcl5OtKarI/AAAAAAAAACE/mCRPeMwOnAE/s320/ssgrad08-381P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEclxutKaqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0sD_6_XiJbQ/s1600-h/ssgrad08-236P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208173030358543010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEclxutKaqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0sD_6_XiJbQ/s320/ssgrad08-236P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pretty white dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dark suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gather round the Piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Line Up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gather round again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proceed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Cry some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get Diploma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proceed through Hugs and Handshakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say Goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we have been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;four years of love, and friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all now gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to miss all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go TSS Class of '08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-8049310263351084139?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/8049310263351084139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=8049310263351084139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/8049310263351084139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/8049310263351084139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SEcmQetKatI/AAAAAAAAACU/WkNz6xNjEcg/s72-c/ssgrad08-238P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3506824336257786935.post-1624069029031428638</id><published>2008-04-14T07:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T07:24:39.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet</title><content type='html'>So I went to the Ballet yesterday. No surprise. Anyway My friend Emily Flowers was playing the lead in Snow White. It was really awesome. Emily can dance, so, so well, and it is just amazing, that God blessed her with such a talent. The whole show was amazing, and it was just wonderful to seem Emily in that role.&lt;br /&gt;    But it wasn't just Emily... no I had several friends who were in it. Julia Shockley, Kate Allen, Meredith Taylor, but especially Britni Drehmer!&lt;br /&gt;    Britni is an amazing girl, who can act, sing, and dance like there is no tommorrow! She is such a brightner to my day, because anytime that I am feeling down, even when we haven't spoken to each other she has left a message on my Facebook, that is uplifting and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;                    Well I have to get to class but here's a picture of Emily as Snow White:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SAM-wtfPvhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZRXbodwIf0Q/s1600-h/emilyl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SAM-wtfPvhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZRXbodwIf0Q/s320/emilyl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189060202226236946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3506824336257786935-1624069029031428638?l=mitchell247.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/feeds/1624069029031428638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3506824336257786935&amp;postID=1624069029031428638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/1624069029031428638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3506824336257786935/posts/default/1624069029031428638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitchell247.blogspot.com/2008/04/ballet.html' title='Ballet'/><author><name>Mitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984888108829054846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/TJDFJLFE3-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/lv-wsNZX5hg/S220/31232_393513871295_592291295_4599366_6476330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_evl9YpR4sas/SAM-wtfPvhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZRXbodwIf0Q/s72-c/emilyl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
