<?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-1841697734906277168</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:20:42.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to be still</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-5705320471813631342</id><published>2011-11-03T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T13:32:23.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fall conference 2011</title><content type='html'>I am a person of desires&lt;br /&gt;a nice home&lt;br /&gt;not being alone&lt;br /&gt;flings, bling, things&lt;br /&gt;successes&lt;br /&gt;no messes&lt;br /&gt;or stresses&lt;br /&gt;no less than the best&lt;br /&gt;but I know some of these desires&lt;br /&gt;cannot be acquired&lt;br /&gt;by just me&lt;br /&gt;and my coping strategies&lt;br /&gt;so when I see this teacher, leader&lt;br /&gt;Son of David, Jesus person – &lt;br /&gt;Part of me &lt;br /&gt;wants to scream,&lt;br /&gt;“have mercy on me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;even two feet&lt;br /&gt;in front of me!”&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem&lt;br /&gt;to keep&lt;br /&gt;my mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;but another side&lt;br /&gt;wants to hide&lt;br /&gt;behind&lt;br /&gt;the lies&lt;br /&gt;that I need stuff&lt;br /&gt;so I feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to give it up&lt;br /&gt;I can’t decide whether I should cower&lt;br /&gt;or cry out louder to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;but I’d rather scream that I’m lame&lt;br /&gt;than hide in my pain&lt;br /&gt;in shame&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;from following your way&lt;br /&gt;but when I walk away&lt;br /&gt;because I can’t have it both ways,&lt;br /&gt;I tend to blame everyone but me&lt;br /&gt;deny your truth and validity&lt;br /&gt;substitute&lt;br /&gt;with substance abuse&lt;br /&gt;fuse into a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;but I’m never free&lt;br /&gt;I can’t avoid &lt;br /&gt;the noise&lt;br /&gt;I’m left void&lt;br /&gt;when I don’t allow&lt;br /&gt;the power&lt;br /&gt;of the Holy Spirit &lt;br /&gt;to shower me&lt;br /&gt;with perfect satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Jesus says, “bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;bring it in.&lt;br /&gt;I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;your ugly desires&lt;br /&gt;the ways that you’re wired&lt;br /&gt;to be liars and conspire and set fires&lt;br /&gt;so you can get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;but I want you&lt;br /&gt;I desire you&lt;br /&gt;all of you&lt;br /&gt;every part of you&lt;br /&gt;I want it in our relationship&lt;br /&gt;so leave everything&lt;br /&gt;and follow me.”&lt;br /&gt;and he can complete me&lt;br /&gt;more than what I thought I needed&lt;br /&gt;because our God is greater&lt;br /&gt;The maker&lt;br /&gt;of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;is more strong&lt;br /&gt;than my bastion of longing&lt;br /&gt;for the wrong things&lt;br /&gt;for belonging&lt;br /&gt;and that ONE THING&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to surrender&lt;br /&gt;But our God&lt;br /&gt;is higher&lt;br /&gt;than our desires&lt;br /&gt;of significance and sight&lt;br /&gt;of wanting to get it right&lt;br /&gt;of walking in the light&lt;br /&gt;our God can heal&lt;br /&gt;because he is real&lt;br /&gt;so I won’t walk away&lt;br /&gt;head hanging in shame&lt;br /&gt;anymore&lt;br /&gt;I’ll fall on the floor&lt;br /&gt;asking for more&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give away my desires and goals&lt;br /&gt;so God can use my body and soul&lt;br /&gt;so I can be made whole&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surrender the one thing&lt;br /&gt;to follow the Almighty King&lt;br /&gt;I’ll continue to sing&lt;br /&gt;praise all the days&lt;br /&gt;to the creator&lt;br /&gt;who made me&lt;br /&gt;who saved me&lt;br /&gt;who gave me&lt;br /&gt;desires to love&lt;br /&gt;more than just stuff&lt;br /&gt;more than just fluff&lt;br /&gt;he’s given more than enough&lt;br /&gt;it’s been revealed to you&lt;br /&gt;your faith has healed you&lt;br /&gt;made you new&lt;br /&gt;so go&lt;br /&gt;and follow&lt;br /&gt;our God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-5705320471813631342?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5705320471813631342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-conference-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/5705320471813631342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pay someone else's price&lt;br /&gt;but the Word was made flesh&lt;br /&gt;to bring peace to earth's mess&lt;br /&gt;to teach against selfishness&lt;br /&gt;thinking independence is best&lt;br /&gt;but Jesus came to bless&lt;br /&gt;from the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;he loved me in living&lt;br /&gt;giving his life on earth&lt;br /&gt;to those we said had no worth&lt;br /&gt;he put them first&lt;br /&gt;healing those who were hurt&lt;br /&gt;teaching the hope of rebirth&lt;br /&gt;in his spirit&lt;br /&gt;speaking loudly so everyone could hear it&lt;br /&gt;he told us, "love your neighbor and your enemy&lt;br /&gt;give up possessions so you can be free&lt;br /&gt;plant and water the seeds&lt;br /&gt;meet the sinner's needs&lt;br /&gt;free the prisoners&lt;br /&gt;reassure the insecure."&lt;br /&gt;he lived a life without sin&lt;br /&gt;undeserving&lt;br /&gt;of what was coming&lt;br /&gt;he saved me in dying&lt;br /&gt;hanging his head and sighing&lt;br /&gt;not even trying&lt;br /&gt;to defy&lt;br /&gt;the lies&lt;br /&gt;of why&lt;br /&gt;he was crucified&lt;br /&gt;it is my sin on that cross&lt;br /&gt;my ransom at his cost&lt;br /&gt;it should be my life that is lost&lt;br /&gt;but he let the father's will be done&lt;br /&gt;knowing the battle would soon be won&lt;br /&gt;and after three days&lt;br /&gt;he rose with glorious praise&lt;br /&gt;and said do not be afraid&lt;br /&gt;we are justified in his resurrection&lt;br /&gt;he's made the connection&lt;br /&gt;between earth and heaven&lt;br /&gt;given us protection&lt;br /&gt;against any rejection&lt;br /&gt;with his divine perfection&lt;br /&gt;he's the first and the last&lt;br /&gt;more than all we could ask&lt;br /&gt;we're freed from sin's grasp&lt;br /&gt;his death is in the past&lt;br /&gt;he is ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;and therefore we have life&lt;br /&gt;eternal&lt;br /&gt;the key to heaven and the inferno&lt;br /&gt;he is risen today&lt;br /&gt;we do not need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;of the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus paved &lt;br /&gt;the way&lt;br /&gt;with his grace&lt;br /&gt;sin has no place&lt;br /&gt;our ransom is paid&lt;br /&gt;our Savior is raised&lt;br /&gt;oh, glorious day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(rev 1:17-18 and "glorious day" by casting crowns provided inspiration. and the holy spirit.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-8526795172382261664?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8526795172382261664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-want-to-celebrate-risen-lord-all-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/8526795172382261664'/><link rel='self' 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I will free you from being slaves to them, and I will redeem you with an outstretched arm and with mighty acts of judgment I will take you as my own people, and I will be your God. Then you will know that I am the LORD your God, who brought you out from under the yoke of the Egyptians. And I will bring you to the land I swore with uplifted hand to give to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob. I will give it to you as a possession. I am the LORD.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. way to be who you say you are. way to do what you say you will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-2441451347954018679?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2441451347954018679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/03/exodus-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2441451347954018679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2441451347954018679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/03/exodus-6.html' title='exodus 6'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-6829463620183181996</id><published>2011-02-02T23:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:02:48.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>revive us again, LORD</title><content type='html'>from "a hole in the gospel" by richard stearns, president of world vision:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can imagine my own life without many of the so-called necessities that I have. You can take away my car and I would find a way to compensate by using public transportation or carpooling with a friend. You could take away my computer and my Internet access, my television, stereo, and radio, and I could still have a full and prosperous life. You could reduce the size of my house and my income by half, and even take away my education and I could survive and perhaps even thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you take away water and sanitation, you take away my health and that of my children. If you take away my health, you have taken away my energy and my industry. If you take away my energy and ability to support my family, you have taken away my dignity; and if you take away my dignity, you have taken away hope - for the future, for my children, for a better life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the church rise from the ashes&lt;br /&gt;let the church fall to her knees&lt;br /&gt;let us be light in the darkness &lt;br /&gt;let the church rise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-6829463620183181996?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6829463620183181996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/02/revive-us-again-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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world was made&lt;br /&gt;by a perfect creator&lt;br /&gt;you said, it was, it was good&lt;br /&gt;creation was as it should&lt;br /&gt;and you made us alive&lt;br /&gt;with the breath of your life&lt;br /&gt;from dust we arise&lt;br /&gt;to be fruitful and multiply&lt;br /&gt;and you began human education&lt;br /&gt;with your divine ways of creation&lt;br /&gt;there’s biology in our anatomy&lt;br /&gt;agronomy in the food we grow &lt;br /&gt;philosophy in the depth of our souls&lt;br /&gt;ethics in saying yes or no&lt;br /&gt;there’s chemistry in our cells&lt;br /&gt;poetry in the words we tell&lt;br /&gt;and then we failed in the way we fell&lt;br /&gt;we fell from thirsting for knowledge&lt;br /&gt;hurting for acknowledgment&lt;br /&gt;needing information&lt;br /&gt;instant gratification&lt;br /&gt;we were too impatient &lt;br /&gt;to discover creation&lt;br /&gt;for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;so now we need &lt;br /&gt;to seek &lt;br /&gt;a renewed environment&lt;br /&gt;we’re called to build and plant &lt;br /&gt;even when it seems we can’t&lt;br /&gt;you draw us by our hands&lt;br /&gt;to uncover your plan&lt;br /&gt;on campus.&lt;br /&gt;so let us rise from the ashes&lt;br /&gt;let the university turn from the masses&lt;br /&gt;who say loving God is not a real passion&lt;br /&gt;let’s rise out of the lies&lt;br /&gt;that demolished our cries&lt;br /&gt;for renewing lost lives&lt;br /&gt;let’s rise to defend&lt;br /&gt;against university trends&lt;br /&gt;that try to pretend&lt;br /&gt;God can’t be a friend&lt;br /&gt;we need to become scholars&lt;br /&gt;followers&lt;br /&gt;regents relentless&lt;br /&gt;engage in our field&lt;br /&gt;feel the pain of the campus&lt;br /&gt;our hearts should break &lt;br /&gt;in the same ways&lt;br /&gt;campus is broken&lt;br /&gt;the gospel goes unspoken&lt;br /&gt;academia is choking&lt;br /&gt;on purposes rooted in poking&lt;br /&gt;holes in our hope and&lt;br /&gt;faith in the ancient of days&lt;br /&gt;so when we sing songs of praise&lt;br /&gt;move with compassionate grace&lt;br /&gt;when you let your wind blow&lt;br /&gt;push us to go&lt;br /&gt;we see the campus renewed&lt;br /&gt;because of the ways you made us new&lt;br /&gt;our response is to DO&lt;br /&gt;build a home on academic row&lt;br /&gt;who would have known&lt;br /&gt;cities could grow&lt;br /&gt;in this place of exile&lt;br /&gt;so we’ll settle a while&lt;br /&gt;have a child&lt;br /&gt;plant roots&lt;br /&gt;to grow fruit&lt;br /&gt;eat the produce&lt;br /&gt;seek shalom and prosperity&lt;br /&gt;but our Calcutta is not a city&lt;br /&gt;it’s a university&lt;br /&gt;where prejudice runs deep&lt;br /&gt;pluralism is steep&lt;br /&gt;and we meet them&lt;br /&gt;with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;your purpose &lt;br /&gt;for the universe&lt;br /&gt;is the same for the university&lt;br /&gt;so let us fall to our knees&lt;br /&gt;worshipping the one who can be&lt;br /&gt;the answer for all of these needs&lt;br /&gt;to see&lt;br /&gt;Jesus as King&lt;br /&gt;where intellect meets Biblical text&lt;br /&gt;book smarts and the arts combine to start&lt;br /&gt;a ministry of different parts&lt;br /&gt;who all worship with one beating heart&lt;br /&gt;let us be light in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;in the academic buildings&lt;br /&gt;filling the spaces&lt;br /&gt;where grace is erased&lt;br /&gt;and faith is a waste&lt;br /&gt;let our light reveal&lt;br /&gt;the God who can heal&lt;br /&gt;broken structures&lt;br /&gt;patterns ground in&lt;br /&gt;being bound in&lt;br /&gt;false image-bearers&lt;br /&gt;but the light of God’s image&lt;br /&gt;can transform &lt;br /&gt;this norm&lt;br /&gt;unjust judges&lt;br /&gt;will judge with love&lt;br /&gt;when they witness powers above&lt;br /&gt;their own&lt;br /&gt;we’ll seek a wave of the spirit&lt;br /&gt;so everyone hears it&lt;br /&gt;the message is clear&lt;br /&gt;it’s to fear&lt;br /&gt;the Lord&lt;br /&gt;and when the spirit fills us&lt;br /&gt;when we trust &lt;br /&gt;in this picture of revival&lt;br /&gt;to bring alive all&lt;br /&gt;of the rivals&lt;br /&gt;who piled &lt;br /&gt;on the opposition&lt;br /&gt;We will renew&lt;br /&gt;make new&lt;br /&gt;seek truth&lt;br /&gt;we won’t lose&lt;br /&gt;because our weapons are divine&lt;br /&gt;and when we win this war&lt;br /&gt;they do not lose, they too score&lt;br /&gt;for campus prosperity&lt;br /&gt;is our prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;campuses renewed&lt;br /&gt;make us new too&lt;br /&gt;god loves the WHOLE world&lt;br /&gt;not just you and me&lt;br /&gt;individually&lt;br /&gt;but also the university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AUDIO! &lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/l6v6t0x400"&gt;http://www.box.net/shared/l6v6t0x400&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-3856195151270282195?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-5618135692812580600</id><published>2010-11-23T23:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:17:11.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksliving/colossians 3</title><content type='html'>I like to think I have the best of intentions&lt;br /&gt;Pray before I eat&lt;br /&gt;When I’m in need&lt;br /&gt;When I’m seeking forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;When I’m want to say,&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry, thank you, good job”&lt;br /&gt;But my good intentions fail me sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I get stuck in the grind&lt;br /&gt;Can’t form my own lines&lt;br /&gt;I need to be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That just saying “thank you” &lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t do&lt;br /&gt;Much more than express&lt;br /&gt;My acknowledgment of the ways I’m blessed.&lt;br /&gt;I need to give infinite praise&lt;br /&gt;For the ways&lt;br /&gt;You give me grace&lt;br /&gt;Come in to my space&lt;br /&gt;Erase&lt;br /&gt;My sin&lt;br /&gt;Make me new again and again&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not possible&lt;br /&gt;For just a “thank you”&lt;br /&gt;To measure up to&lt;br /&gt;All you do&lt;br /&gt;So I need to do more than give thanks&lt;br /&gt;I need to LIVE thanks&lt;br /&gt;My thankfulness becomes action&lt;br /&gt;Living a life of compassion&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness for misunderstood interactions&lt;br /&gt;Passion for the word&lt;br /&gt;Teaching and partnering to learn&lt;br /&gt;Acting in kindness and patience&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of creation&lt;br /&gt;Bearing humility&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of what I hoard in greed&lt;br /&gt;But to create perfect unity&lt;br /&gt;In who I am called to be&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;br /&gt;To bind myself in love&lt;br /&gt;My life is an active testimony&lt;br /&gt;For the ways God has shown me&lt;br /&gt;How I’m a part of this bigger story&lt;br /&gt;I don’t act to receive praise&lt;br /&gt;But because of his grace&lt;br /&gt;I will show my faith&lt;br /&gt;And give it away&lt;br /&gt;My gratitude becomes an active attitude&lt;br /&gt;Because of the multitude&lt;br /&gt;That you’ve renewed&lt;br /&gt;So I can thank you&lt;br /&gt;In all that I say and do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-5618135692812580600?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5618135692812580600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankslivingcolossians-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/5618135692812580600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TMT1Lo-1LjI/AAAAAAAAB7k/bUB2znajLCg/s1600/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TMT1Lo-1LjI/AAAAAAAAB7k/bUB2znajLCg/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531815822646128178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My econ professor told me once&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as a free lunch&lt;br /&gt;Everything has a cost, a price&lt;br /&gt;A sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Lose your life&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;But I’m inclined to lust&lt;br /&gt;Taking other people’s stuff&lt;br /&gt;Until I am stuffed&lt;br /&gt;And have more than enough&lt;br /&gt;Leaving everyone else in the dust&lt;br /&gt;That’s not love&lt;br /&gt;Love gives freely&lt;br /&gt;To the needy&lt;br /&gt;Exceeding&lt;br /&gt;Til we’re freed &lt;br /&gt;But I can’t be&lt;br /&gt;Big enough to break the cycle of need&lt;br /&gt;Wake the dead from their sleep&lt;br /&gt;Give and give until I’m empty&lt;br /&gt;That’s just not me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have it within me&lt;br /&gt;Just me&lt;br /&gt;But through grace is the power to change&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange&lt;br /&gt;Let go blame&lt;br /&gt;To the name above all names&lt;br /&gt;Who has the power to redeem,&lt;br /&gt;The ability to free,&lt;br /&gt;The gospel-bearing feet&lt;br /&gt;And to walk the word&lt;br /&gt;To feel the burden of sin&lt;br /&gt;He had to come in&lt;br /&gt;To the world&lt;br /&gt;So the incarnation &lt;br /&gt;Was Christ’s covert operation&lt;br /&gt;For more than a brief visitation&lt;br /&gt;But a habitation&lt;br /&gt;To walk among the nations&lt;br /&gt;And bless all of creation&lt;br /&gt;Through healing and conversations&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of reconciliation&lt;br /&gt;When he came&lt;br /&gt;He remained&lt;br /&gt;Among the lame&lt;br /&gt;To create a space&lt;br /&gt;For holy flames&lt;br /&gt;To ignite the lights&lt;br /&gt;That were dimmed out of fright&lt;br /&gt;Of losing the fight&lt;br /&gt;And dying without sight&lt;br /&gt;But He speaks truth to the blind&lt;br /&gt;Hangs around the wrong kind&lt;br /&gt;Lives as a sign &lt;br /&gt;He shows us how to love&lt;br /&gt;How to give above and beyond our means&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting to receive&lt;br /&gt;In return&lt;br /&gt;He allows us to experience the truth&lt;br /&gt;To spread its fruits&lt;br /&gt;The roots of our faith&lt;br /&gt;Are in the ways&lt;br /&gt;We feel grace&lt;br /&gt;This world needs to be saved&lt;br /&gt;From the ways we maim creation&lt;br /&gt;And forget our creator&lt;br /&gt;Think we don’t need a savior&lt;br /&gt;It’s human nature&lt;br /&gt;To be self-sufficient&lt;br /&gt;Self-righteous&lt;br /&gt;Self-ish&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus &lt;br /&gt;Tears down our pride&lt;br /&gt;Reveals where we hide&lt;br /&gt;Gives truth to the lies&lt;br /&gt;That we let define our lives&lt;br /&gt;He calls out our pain&lt;br /&gt;To call us to change&lt;br /&gt;So we can gain&lt;br /&gt;Access to the kingdom where he reigns&lt;br /&gt;When we encounter his face&lt;br /&gt;We CANNOT stay the same&lt;br /&gt;When we are shown the way&lt;br /&gt;We trust enough to reveal faith&lt;br /&gt;To obey&lt;br /&gt;When he says let go&lt;br /&gt;When he says no&lt;br /&gt;When he says GO&lt;br /&gt;I’m compelled&lt;br /&gt;To tell&lt;br /&gt;The world of the hell&lt;br /&gt;He’s brought me out of&lt;br /&gt;Because of the character&lt;br /&gt;Of God’s love&lt;br /&gt;That raises me above&lt;br /&gt;The earth&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind&lt;br /&gt;My body to die&lt;br /&gt;So I’m free to rise&lt;br /&gt;To true life&lt;br /&gt;With Christ&lt;br /&gt;In Christ&lt;br /&gt;I’m proclaiming, “I’M ALIVE!”&lt;br /&gt;I can now see with compassionate eyes&lt;br /&gt;I’m given a second try&lt;br /&gt;To be reconciled&lt;br /&gt;So it’s true that nothing is free&lt;br /&gt;But our freedom has one price:&lt;br /&gt;One life.&lt;br /&gt;It’s already been paid&lt;br /&gt;He’s just waiting&lt;br /&gt;For us to get up and change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-2493834207767314767?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2493834207767314767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/10/retreat-in-picture-and-some-words-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2493834207767314767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2493834207767314767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TC-LxMm_cZI/AAAAAAAAB64/VrJLBT77S0Y/s1600/DSC_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TC-LxMm_cZI/AAAAAAAAB64/VrJLBT77S0Y/s320/DSC_2607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489760148102541714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TC-Lwj-I53I/AAAAAAAAB6w/bSfSiwinJIk/s1600/DSC_2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/TC-Lwj-I53I/AAAAAAAAB6w/bSfSiwinJIk/s320/DSC_2605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489760137193777010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sandwiched today between a truck and an SUV on my way to Bethany Beach for a 5-day vacation. Bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-4035290361345755405?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4035290361345755405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-car-curse-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/4035290361345755405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/4035290361345755405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-car-curse-goes-on.html' title='my car curse goes 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of the places I’ve been,&lt;br /&gt;People I’ve offended,&lt;br /&gt;Relationships not mended,&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes with no ending?&lt;br /&gt;I’m bending backwards to break&lt;br /&gt;These chains that speak my fate&lt;br /&gt;Of living among the tombs&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my wounds&lt;br /&gt;Stoning my bruises&lt;br /&gt;I’m doomed to this reputation&lt;br /&gt;Of living in this demonic state of &lt;br /&gt;Debating my worth.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve succumbed to know that I don’t deserve&lt;br /&gt;Anything that I’m offered&lt;br /&gt;I’m meant for solitude.&lt;br /&gt;But then I see him from a distance&lt;br /&gt;Run and bow before his presence&lt;br /&gt;Cry out for a deliverance&lt;br /&gt;From this seemingly hopeless existence&lt;br /&gt;Imprisoned by an army of demons&lt;br /&gt;And through your permission&lt;br /&gt;You released them!&lt;br /&gt;I’m free from that burden!&lt;br /&gt;The unclean spirits are in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Dead in pigs sacrificed for me.&lt;br /&gt;At the expense of an entire community&lt;br /&gt;Now they’ll never accept me&lt;br /&gt;They will tell everyone lies about me&lt;br /&gt;How they don’t recognize me&lt;br /&gt;How they’re afraid of my normalcy&lt;br /&gt;They only know me&lt;br /&gt;As the one who’s unclean&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus sees me&lt;br /&gt;As one who is worthy&lt;br /&gt;Of the downfall of their economy&lt;br /&gt;I’m deserving of his mercy&lt;br /&gt;My hurting is cared for&lt;br /&gt;By the Lord of the whole earth&lt;br /&gt;The God of the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Knows me by my name&lt;br /&gt;Despite my sin and wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;When I know everything is falling apart&lt;br /&gt;You always call me back from afar&lt;br /&gt;I am worth your voice through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I am worth the healing you give to my pain&lt;br /&gt;My stains are rinsed clean&lt;br /&gt;Your love overflows onto me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe the ways you’ve sacrificed for my needs&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;The ways I mess up your perfect plan&lt;br /&gt;The times I fail to stretch out my hand&lt;br /&gt;The situations where I say that “I can’t”&lt;br /&gt;When I fear that I won’t succeed&lt;br /&gt;Fear that you won’t fill my needs&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that you won’t care about my disease&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;br /&gt;But because of who you say I am&lt;br /&gt;And you call me yours&lt;br /&gt;You’ve calmed my internal storms&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to fear with your comfort&lt;br /&gt;You’ve told me that I’m worth more&lt;br /&gt;Than I settle for&lt;br /&gt;I am more than my imperfections&lt;br /&gt;More than my failures and failed lessons&lt;br /&gt;You say I am greater than my low days&lt;br /&gt;And my self destructive phases&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than my shackles and chains&lt;br /&gt;That kept me from experiencing your powerful ways&lt;br /&gt;I am more than I thought I deserved&lt;br /&gt;And it is because I am Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-5009760062266438312</id><published>2010-05-04T18:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:13:23.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>momma love</title><content type='html'>I feel like it is a significant moment for parents to realize that their children are adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happened for my mom this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came down to visit me for four days (Thursday night-Sunday afternoon) because I wanted her to get a taste of what life in Baltimore is like for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, she came to IV LIVE at UMBC. I spoke on "recklessly loving God and people of every background" (the last part of our vision statement for the year). Afterwards, when I asked her what she thought, she said it was very different than what she imagined. "I just thought it would be like, 4 or 5 people sitting around with a Bible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I had to go to work, so she did my laundry, emptied the dishwasher, and went to the mall. She picked me up at work, where she got to meet all the people at the bank. My manager proceeded to tell her that I'm the "best we've got." (Damn right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to IV Ladies Night, where we watched "Up In The Air" and talked about it afterwards. My mom was surprisingly open about sharing her life story with the group, and I think it was awesome for the other girls to hear from someone who had been through the gamut of relationship experiences. She was very open about what relationships become as you grow, and I was just so proud of her for speaking up. Not that I don't think she would have (my mom is not the type to keep her feelings to herself), but it was awesome to have her so openly participate. My mom commented as we left that it was the most "bizarre evening" of her entire life. "Never in my life have I ever sat down with people to just talk about relationships like that. I mean, I would talk to people when I had a problem, but never just to just talk about it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday, we went to breakfast at Perfecto with Kate and Kaitlin. Then, we went to the mall. My mom and I frequently bond over shopping, even though I most of the time hate it. I got a lot of early birthday presents, then she put some gas in my car and we ran it through the car wash. We came home to take a nap before heading downtown to get dinner and walk around the Harbor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went to church at New Song, which was also their 22nd anniversary/fellowship meal Sunday. It was even more vibrant and loud and cheerful and happy and gospel-y than normal. Mom thought the guest pastor was going to have a heart attack. She also mentioned that she can't clap/sway to the rhythm (much like "white men can't jump"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the awesome news is that my mom sees that:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love what I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm good at what I do&lt;br /&gt;3. I have good friends&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a good church community&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm really happy&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm an adult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving her to her car, she said (with some tears in her eyes), "I look at your life here and I see you as a grown-up. When you come home, you're still my little girl. But here, you're an adult."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This visit was exactly what I had hoped and prayed for for so long. I think my mom now understands that my job with IVCF is a REAL job and that it's work! And that it's legitimate. She can now picture me at IV LIVE or with students or at church. She knows what my life is like. And by knowing, she has come to understand it and accept it. There's still a lot of room for growth. But I'll certainly take this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-5009760062266438312?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5009760062266438312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/05/momma-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/5009760062266438312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/5009760062266438312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/05/momma-love.html' title='momma love'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-8125191825878215735</id><published>2010-05-02T23:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:52:58.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>luke 15:11-27</title><content type='html'>When I think about my identity,&lt;br /&gt;I see my life as a slave to money.&lt;br /&gt;But what I earn, I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;My worth is mine to burn.&lt;br /&gt;I work for the right to splurge.&lt;br /&gt;But, the problem with the money game&lt;br /&gt;is that my estate can go up in flames&lt;br /&gt;when it's squandered on temporary things&lt;br /&gt;and wild living.&lt;br /&gt;But keeping up with the Joneses is just so tempting&lt;br /&gt;until I wind up empty&lt;br /&gt;with no fortune or family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for anything&lt;br /&gt;to bring me to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;So I head home in shame&lt;br /&gt;to work my way up again,&lt;br /&gt;to slowly earn back my good name,&lt;br /&gt;to beg mercy and take the blame,&lt;br /&gt;but even from a distance&lt;br /&gt;my father gives me forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;He sees my deepest wishes&lt;br /&gt;and without judgement, he embraces me,&lt;br /&gt;looks in my face and sees&lt;br /&gt;a child created to be redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;By grace, I'm restored&lt;br /&gt;to the loved child I was before.&lt;br /&gt;Though I recklessly lived,&lt;br /&gt;my father recklessly gives his love.&lt;br /&gt;This is a welcome I don't deserve&lt;br /&gt;when I have no self-worth.&lt;br /&gt;I've sinned far more than anyone should,&lt;br /&gt;and yet, my father has saved me,&lt;br /&gt;raised me from my death,&lt;br /&gt;given me the best,&lt;br /&gt;filled my lungs with fresh breath,&lt;br /&gt;healed my brokenness,&lt;br /&gt;gathered up all my mess&lt;br /&gt;with blessings.&lt;br /&gt;I was a slave to sin.&lt;br /&gt;I let wicked in.&lt;br /&gt;Had all the toys, but couldn't win.&lt;br /&gt;Draped in fame, but trapped among things,&lt;br /&gt;but you picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer stuck&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of the junk.&lt;br /&gt;You plucked me out of the sinking ground,&lt;br /&gt;and turned me around.&lt;br /&gt;The lost has been found!&lt;br /&gt;I'm now surrounded&lt;br /&gt;by eternal love that won't rust,&lt;br /&gt;fortune that won't turn to dust,&lt;br /&gt;possessions more than just stuff&lt;br /&gt;because the Almighty loves me,&lt;br /&gt;my stocks are held in glory,&lt;br /&gt;my assets are the heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;When I think about where I used to be,&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout, "GLORY GLORY GLORY!&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are worthy&lt;br /&gt;of all that I can be,&lt;br /&gt;all that You've made me.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to praise thee.&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;in the pits of my greed.&lt;br /&gt;You made me alive&lt;br /&gt;when I could have just died&lt;br /&gt;in my pulseless pride."&lt;br /&gt;When I think about where I am today,&lt;br /&gt;a slave of God and His righteous ways,&lt;br /&gt;His reckless love for my reckless ways,&lt;br /&gt;Let us begin to celebrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-8125191825878215735?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8125191825878215735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/05/luke-1511-27_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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man: So, how long have you worked here?&lt;br /&gt;Me: About nine months, I think.&lt;br /&gt;48 year old man: Oh that's nice. Could I ask you to lunch sometime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: (walks up to counter) Hey so can I have your name and number? (smiles and winks)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm, no I don't think so, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Okay, well I need two fives and ten ones. (hands me a twenty)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: What was that? Did you say I could come back and ask again later? &lt;br /&gt;Me: Here's your change. Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-3176334736136588854?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3176334736136588854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-interesting-people-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3176334736136588854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3176334736136588854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-interesting-people-at-work.html' title='there are interesting people at work, too.'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-7316644943014269210</id><published>2010-04-16T22:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:56:26.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i meet the most interesting people at bus stops</title><content type='html'>Guy: Has the 40 bus come yet?&lt;br /&gt;Me: There have been a few to pass by, I think one went by a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Okay. (pause) So just so you know, you are a very beautiful woman.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Seriously. And man, it gets even better when you smile.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: For real. Like, if I had my phone, I would want to take a picture of you. I mean, of course, I would ask you first, but man, if I had my phone, man. You know, you could be like, a model. You know on tv, like those runway shows? Man, everything on tv is reality these days. Nothing is real.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. (nodding) Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: But yeah, you could totally be a model. You should look into that.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Oh yeah, my name's Gary by the way. &lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm Kaylyn.&lt;br /&gt;Guy/Gary: Oh wow. That's a beautiful name. Wow. I mean, my name, it's just Gary. But Kaylyn, wow. That's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Guy/Gary: So, have you ever been to the circus?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Guy/Gary: Oh, man, well how 'bout this? The next time the circus is in town, and if I ever see you again, I will take you to the circus. It will be great. I mean, who knows if I'll run into you again, but if I do, and the circus is in town, we'll go together.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Guy/Gary: Oh, here's my bus. Well, you have a blessed day.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-7316644943014269210?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7316644943014269210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-meet-most-interesting-people-at-bus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/7316644943014269210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/7316644943014269210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-meet-most-interesting-people-at-bus.html' title='i 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can save what I’ve made,&lt;br /&gt;All the memories I’ve preserved to ensure I won’t forget&lt;br /&gt;The places I’ve been.&lt;br /&gt;But these treasures I’ve stored&lt;br /&gt;With all the care of this world&lt;br /&gt;Will be no more&lt;br /&gt;When the moths and rust destroy.&lt;br /&gt;They’re certain to come and delight in the sight&lt;br /&gt;Of irreparable ruin, of destruction you can’t undo&lt;br /&gt;And what is left will be victim to theft,&lt;br /&gt;Digging through the mess to find something to salvage.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is lost in the debris&lt;br /&gt;My eyes cannot see with this darkness within of me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to find a time where my mind wasn’t aligned with&lt;br /&gt;Serving a master of money&lt;br /&gt;Who still leaves me hungry&lt;br /&gt;Among all the luxury&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by what I don’t need&lt;br /&gt;And I still worry about what I will eat.&lt;br /&gt;But you say, “Do not worry&lt;br /&gt;I am your glory&lt;br /&gt;And that gives you authority&lt;br /&gt;To trust in my provision”&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen, to hear your mission&lt;br /&gt;For a vision of a kingdom&lt;br /&gt;Where heaven gives a protection&lt;br /&gt;Of all that I’ve stored.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be stolen or broken&lt;br /&gt;My eyes fill with light overcoming the&lt;br /&gt;Endless nights of trying to fight the enemy&lt;br /&gt;But your plan for me is to&lt;br /&gt;Be clothed in splendor&lt;br /&gt;Receive love from our neighbors&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in our savior&lt;br /&gt;Who provides more than our needs are&lt;br /&gt;And reveals where our hearts are.&lt;br /&gt;They lie among the earth&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like they have no worth&lt;br /&gt;So we must quench our thirst&lt;br /&gt;Through a material world&lt;br /&gt;But I need to seek the kingdom and righteousness&lt;br /&gt;Feel the blessings of your love for us&lt;br /&gt;Know that our faith is enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-6955250702133690534</id><published>2010-03-31T13:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:52:08.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>but now it is hidden from your eyes</title><content type='html'>"Her mother told her once that when you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you knew you really loved them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday in church, Pastor Thurmann directed us to a quote from a book of which I forget the title. It says, "To be effective in urban ministry, you must have a heart as big as the city itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reference to Luke 19 (v41-42: As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it and said, "If you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes."), PT was referring to how we must weep for the places to which we are ministering. If I am not allowing my heart to break, then maybe I shouldn't be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how am I letting my heart break for UMBC? How am I allowing myself to feel the pain of college students, as well as the joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus entered those places of pain with humility and love. He knows exactly what would bring people peace (him!), and when he saw that they weren't getting it - he wept. He wept because he loved these people so much - so much so that it hurt his heart to see them turn away. How is my heart hurting when students turn away from Jesus? And what am I going to do about it? If I really love this campus and these students - I must actively participate in their pain, as much as I do their joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-6955250702133690534?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6955250702133690534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/03/her-mother-told-her-once-that-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/6955250702133690534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/6955250702133690534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/03/her-mother-told-her-once-that-when-you.html' title='but now it is hidden from your eyes'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-7623720151253431782</id><published>2010-03-10T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:26:23.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you came to my rescue</title><content type='html'>   &lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you see – I get myself in these situations where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cancellations seem to be the only solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean – I don’t want to give up&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been called to live up to this imitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that doesn’t always work out, you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, it’s all about self-salvation, self-preservation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Self-do-it-myself-or-be-subject-to-damnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you see – that’s not the call that was set out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I don’t answer that call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well you can guess what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I trip, I stumble, I ultimately fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which actually isn’t that big of a surprise in the eyes of those who know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But regardless of my balance, my inability to fast dance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe my strength isn’t all I thought it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is what ends up happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You call. I ignore you and fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fall. I can’t answer your call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call. You…answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So you answer me when I’m kneeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m in just the right position for healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m ready to start feeling again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your hands reach down to pull me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t tell you how excited I am to be filled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve been waiting a long time for this rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life is being lifted high but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re not just lifting part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s all of me, every hidden pocket of me, all laid out for you to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You see my words, my actions, reversals, and re-actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sin and victory and every part of my history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My wickedness, avarice, endless list of times I never tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You see how I’m envious of what I don’t have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How I’m upset at all I should have said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regretting those I never led.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know when I’ve stolen petty sense,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been prideful of compliments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Murdered all I’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walk blind, bleed lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need a second try of being a living imitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But You still lead me teach me reach inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To rescue the lowest parts of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My world is being lifted high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letting fall all that I need to let die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s losing my life to gain a new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A new life without the bitterness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Corrupt malicious wishes of the evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No anger, greed, constant need to be the one I don’t want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have this great grasp on my past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That needs to be released so I can be released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I can form a new grasp, one that will eternally last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not of this body, this ground, this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s all about the letting go, letting that life blow away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Releasing that burden to bow down at your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This – this is our love being lifted high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Complete trust in this gracious grasp of a lasting promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both of us holding on, working on making it work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don’t really know when you will affirm me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I have learned the pain of waiting becomes embracing your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But to be completely honest with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You see, it might only be a matter of weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even days before I begin to descend again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would be scared to fail, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know when I call for you, need to fall on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will come to my rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And save me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help me ascend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Transform me for when I rise with my hands in yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rise with my hands in yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life in yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My world in yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our love is ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am “I will be with you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am eternally rescued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-7623720151253431782?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7623720151253431782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-came-to-my-rescue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/7623720151253431782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/7623720151253431782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-came-to-my-rescue.html' title='you came to my rescue'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-4091404304617963778</id><published>2010-02-27T22:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:25:50.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i used to call her beatrice.</title><content type='html'>Mandy: If evil could possess an inanimate object, I think they picked your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really think my car is cursed. Let's have a look back in time over the past year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2009 - I get my first ever speeding ticket.&lt;br /&gt;April 2009 - Window is smashed and GPS gets stolen out of my car during church.&lt;br /&gt;June 2009 - Minor accident at a stoplight, a van breaks my bumper.&lt;br /&gt;July 2009 - Car window smashed and doorframe broken my first day parked at my new house.&lt;br /&gt;July 2009 (same week) - I get a $77 parking ticket for not having my pass in my car because I was afraid it would get stolen. Left a note with my number, was promptly ignored by ticket-giver.&lt;br /&gt;July 2009 (still the same week) - Not my car, but my best friend's car gets stolen. She was visiting for a few days. Car is recovered and is turned on using a screwdriver.&lt;br /&gt;August 2009 - Car is attempted to be stolen, doorframe broken and ignition ripped out.&lt;br /&gt;August 2009 - I buy a club for my car. Things calm down a little.&lt;br /&gt;January 2010 - Someone throws a rock at my headlight, smashing both the  cover and the bulb.&lt;br /&gt;February 2010 - Potentially could get charged with a hit and run because I bumped a car in a parking lot and someone else decided to report me. Had to file a report with UMBC Police.&lt;br /&gt;February 2010 - The replacement bulb is out again. I suspect foul play from the massive amounts of snow that piled onto my car for many many days. Perhaps I now need to replace both the bulb and the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to love my car. I really do. But I also really really want to be able to not have to pray so fervently every time I walk towards it, thinking about what might be wrong with it this time. I want to not have to mentally prepare myself to see a classic "Dodge Pullback" as I approach my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have certainly learned about trials through my car. I have certainly learned about feeling "pure joy" when I face these trials, knowing "the testing of my faith develops perseverance." (James 1:2) These trials "have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed." (I Peter 1:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; of being tested. I want to not feel guilty about being upset. I want to not have to worry about leaving anything in my car for fear that it will be broken into again. I want to not be scared about inviting people over because their cars might get stolen. I want to be angry and scream and possibly kick something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why we all need a good ass-kicking from Scripture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-4091404304617963778?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4091404304617963778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-used-to-call-her-beatrice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/4091404304617963778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/4091404304617963778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-used-to-call-her-beatrice.html' title='i used to call her beatrice.'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-3070814453612370419</id><published>2010-02-15T22:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:18:02.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home is so many wonderful things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are so many reasons I love coming home. I used to really hate it, when I was hiding a lot of stuff from my family. I used to feel the need to escape this boring, quiet, no excitement town. I used to think that this place had nothing to offer me, not even an effective springboard into somewhere new. But I like that perspectives change. I like that home has changed for me in a very positive way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Home now, is coming into a houseful of pets ready to slobber on me and cover my clothes in dog fur. Home is going to the Amish discount grocery store to save lots and lots of money by buying food in slightly damaged boxes. It's setting up my stepdad's TracFone because he has absolutely no idea what he's doing, and then watching him spend 2 hours importing 20 contacts into his new phone because he wants to learn how to do it himself. It's getting the most delicious homemade sub ever for dinner. Setting up camp on the recliner for the evening with Mom, watching "The Bachelor" and HGTV (tonight - "House Hunters"). It is not having to put my club on my car, or even lock the doors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And it's looking forward to all that is to come in the next few days I will be home, which will be spent with my dad for his birthday. I'm sure it will consist of going to the mall, going to Sam's Club to eat all of the free samples, playing Beatles Rock Band, going to the Moose lodge for dinner (where he is a new member), and browing through tons of coupons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And sadly, as I have now come to love these feelings, I also have to let some of them go. My mom and stepdad have decided they are moving to Florida in the coming months after my mom retires in March. The house is pretty much sold (a retired couple is making an offer tomorrow), and my mom is already researching heavily on Craigslist for places to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm excited for my mom, though. She has wanted this for a long time. She hates the cold. She wants to be warm all the time, drive to the beach, and lay in the sun. She is taking a risk even I am too scared to take, in moving to a completely new place where she has to start relationship building all over again. (As much as I love Baltimore as a city, I believe the real reason I stayed is Baltimore as people.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think the weirdest thing for me will be not being able to see all of my family at once, anymore. My aunt and grandma live 2 minutes apart from each other, and 10 minutes from my mom's house. My dad is only 40 minutes up the highway. When I come home, I usually see everyone. But that won't be the case anymore. I will have to split my time. I will have to divide holidays even further between all the sides of my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I suppose I'm still lucky. Mom will have cable in the new house; we can certainly still watch "House Hunters" when I visit, maybe as we relax after a trip to the beach. The dogs will still be around to bark at me when I open the door, thinking I'm a stranger. I'm sure at some point, I will have to install some kind of internet or fix some electronic device at the new house. It's certainly cliche and true to say that home is a people and a feeling, not a place. Jesus himself even said he didn't have a physical home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still shifting my ideas of home from "with my parents" to Baltimore. I think once my mom leaves Pennsylvania, it will be much easier for me to see Baltimore as home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm pretty sure I'll still get that fuzzy, cuddly, contented, home feeling sitting in a recliner in Florida, watching HGTV with my mom while those smelly, silly dogs drool all over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-3070814453612370419?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3070814453612370419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-is-so-many-wonderful-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3070814453612370419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3070814453612370419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-is-so-many-wonderful-things.html' title='home is so many wonderful things'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-2391035759955049165</id><published>2010-02-12T23:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:09:32.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a great sinner and christ's a great savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;William Wilburforce: It's God. I have 10,000 engagements of state today but I would prefer to spend the day out here getting a wet arse, studying dandelions and marveling at... bloody spider's webs.&lt;br /&gt;Richard the Butler: You found God, sir?&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Wilburforce: I think He found me. You have any idea how inconvenient that is? How idiotic it will sound? I have a political career glittering ahead of me, and in my heart I want spider's webs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Pitt: We're too young to realize certain things are impossible, which is why we'll do them anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-2391035759955049165?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2391035759955049165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-great-sinner-and-christs-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2391035759955049165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/2391035759955049165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-great-sinner-and-christs-great.html' title='i&apos;m a great sinner and christ&apos;s a great savior'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841697734906277168.post-3914192473193572547</id><published>2010-02-07T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:24:29.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i've decided to start a blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to share all of my awesomely deep and important thoughts with whoever wants to read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An introduction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylyn&lt;br /&gt;22 years old&lt;br /&gt;an ENFJ who fully believes in the power of Myers-Briggs&lt;br /&gt;a part-time campus intern with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship&lt;br /&gt;a part-time bank teller at Bank of America&lt;br /&gt;a resident of Baltimore&lt;br /&gt;a lover and follower of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;a graduate of Goucher College&lt;br /&gt;from a small town in the center of PA&lt;br /&gt;a daughter, sister, and aunt&lt;br /&gt;adopted&lt;br /&gt;really excited for my life&lt;br /&gt;currently watching the Saints win the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;not excited about figuring out how I am getting to work tomorrow with all the snow&lt;br /&gt;too tired to finish any more "I am" statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favorite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie is Almost Famous, followed by That Thing You Do! and Back to the Future.&lt;br /&gt;book (non-Jesus) is The Little Prince.&lt;br /&gt;Bible verse is Exodus 14:14.&lt;br /&gt;song is Desperado by the Eagles.&lt;br /&gt;game is Topanga.&lt;br /&gt;sport to participate in is skiing.&lt;br /&gt;sport to watch is football (in person) and college basketball (on tv).&lt;br /&gt;tv channel is HGTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I strongly dislike:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the bus drive away as I run towards it flailing my arms.&lt;br /&gt;bank customers who ask me on dates.&lt;br /&gt;mushrooms and coconut.&lt;br /&gt;people who break into my car/break my windshield/break my headlight.&lt;br /&gt;bad customer service.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing how to effectively use my new camera.&lt;br /&gt;burned/burning popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;hypocritical hipsters.&lt;br /&gt;surface social justice movements.&lt;br /&gt;current Disney channel shows.&lt;br /&gt;bad Christian radio.&lt;br /&gt;my bad habit of biting my nails.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best feelings in the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up without an alarm and snuggling under covers.&lt;br /&gt;skiing down a huge mountain and feeling totally in control.&lt;br /&gt;holding my nephew, Coleman.&lt;br /&gt;praying and getting awesome visions from God.&lt;br /&gt;worshipping and feeling totally connected to the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;reading Scripture and always finding something new.&lt;br /&gt;hot tubs in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;being able to effectively love people.&lt;br /&gt;spending lazy days with my roommates.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling after finishing a spoken word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that enough about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1841697734906277168-3914192473193572547?l=koreankaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3914192473193572547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-decided-to-start-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3914192473193572547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1841697734906277168/posts/default/3914192473193572547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koreankaylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-decided-to-start-blog.html' title='i&apos;ve decided to start a blog'/><author><name>koreankaylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14380273289614449734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXfcVrcmb-Q/S293SoaDCfI/AAAAAAAAB48/HfNcpD8NpW8/S220/CIMG6361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
