<?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-7746735116980588252</id><updated>2012-01-12T21:31:54.020-06:00</updated><category term='Reading'/><category term='first fruits'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='TeenPact'/><category term='CAIA'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='Words'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='Tates'/><category term='summer'/><category term='my future'/><category term='Games'/><category term='College'/><category term='Prom'/><category term='first post'/><category term='talon'/><category term='baking'/><category term='worship'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='work'/><category term='Youth'/><category term='weather'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='naps'/><category term='tornado'/><category term='babysitting'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='Hunter'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='school'/><category term='heart'/><category term='camp'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='Life'/><category term='dishes'/><category term='Church'/><category term='11-11-11'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='Weekends'/><category term='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><category term='Braces'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='thankfulness'/><category term='Random'/><category term='sky'/><category term='education'/><category term='babies'/><category term='Family'/><category term='legacy'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='best teacher ever'/><category term='Karate'/><category term='opportunity'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='Conference'/><category term='missions'/><category term='Acts'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Snow White'/><category term='productivity'/><category term='Yardwork'/><category term='alabama'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='Psalm 37:4'/><category term='car'/><category term='miracles'/><category term='worry'/><category term='Nana'/><category term='tea parties'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='politics'/><category term='revival'/><category term='Moldova'/><category term='Senior'/><category term='OBU'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='Scholarships'/><category term='Geraldine'/><category term='parents'/><category term='siblings'/><category term='spiritual walk'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Garden'/><category term='Sleeping Beauty'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Word of God'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>through the adventures of life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7543207016875705394</id><published>2012-01-12T21:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:27:25.893-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Do You Know What This Means?</title><content type='html'>So I leave for Moldova in 6 days. Leaving for Moldova means the last semester of my high school is starting. This last semester means I have made it through 7 semesters of high school already!! This also means I am so very close to graduation! After graduation means I get to enjoy a wonderful summer before college. This summer also marks the last summer before college! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know what all of this means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trip for Moldova all leads up to an exciting nonstop season and means college is very close!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah! Okay, I am done rambling. If you cannot tell, I am so excited about this season... and college :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7543207016875705394?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7543207016875705394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-you-know-what-this-means.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7543207016875705394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7543207016875705394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-you-know-what-this-means.html' title='Do You Know What This Means?'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2369862804685982949</id><published>2012-01-10T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:03:20.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Take Me Deeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This has been a long awaited post but I am finally getting around to playing catch up on sharing different things God has been showing me and what is going on in my life. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These past few months have been so full and extremely busy. The fall semester I spent quite a bit of time acclimating to my senior schedule and working out college details. Academically it has been a challenge which can be stressful at times. My time management skills have faltered a little. It is so abnormal and I am looking forward to overcoming that in the spring semester. I tried to blame it on senioritis but I don't need an excuse because that just causes my motivation to decrease even more. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Academics are important to me. God calls us to work at everything we do with all of our heart as if we were working for Him and not for men (Colossians 3:23). That inspires and encourages me. This semester (in my school struggles) all of it became so tedious and mundane. I became restless in my day to day living. Frustration slowly crept in as I sought the Lord in all areas of life but specifically in my academics. I desired to spend time in His presence but the overwhelming amount of school was a battle. I lived freely and fully and enjoyed life. I really did make wonderful memories but there was this unspoken frustration when it came to school and just important tasks I needed to get done. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lacked motivation academically. The lack there came from the lack of excitement in a way spiritually. Yes, God is constantly teaching me and opening my eyes to a different perspective but I felt dry and needed refreshment. That is exactly how I felt academically. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At this time I became weaker. My strength drained even more. But His strength became more evident. In my weakness, His strength was greater. God was breaking me so that He could be my source of strength. He was taking me deeper. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These past few months that has been a constant process. My weakness has become more obvious but only so His strength could become mine (2 Corinthians 12:9-10) so that I could grow into a deeper level with Him. This past semester God used academics to reveal that. Even in school I cannot do it in my own strength. When I try to do even those little things on my own I become frustrated and drained. God created us to &lt;i&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;Him and and I am learning that. If I am purposeful about my time with the Lord His strength will be mine in my weakness. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal  "  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you." -Matthew 6:33&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is talking to the multitudes and previous to this verse he explains that if God takes care of the birds of the air how much more will He care for us? He encourages them to not worry about the daily things in life but be faithful in seeking the Lord first and everything else we need He will take care of. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That has been my motivation and what will carry me this semester. I am learning every day how refreshing the presence of God is and the strength I gain from Him. I look forward to this last semester of high school to live out all that God has taught me and is continuing to teach me. I will definitely need that as I continue into college and medical school especially. I love how He prepares us for all that He has for us. I see the preparation and am so thankful for God's personal relationship with us. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2369862804685982949?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2369862804685982949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/take-me-deeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2369862804685982949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2369862804685982949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/take-me-deeper.html' title='Take Me Deeper'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2888381386434670656</id><published>2011-12-24T01:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T02:16:12.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For years Ash and I have wanted to plan a Christmas dinner party. But more specifically a &lt;i&gt;progressive&lt;/i&gt; dinner. At least ten New Years Eves ago my parents were a part of a traveling dinner party which sparked the interest in me. It is one of those things that gets talked about but never happens. This year I am set on doing things I have not done over the years to make the most of my last year in high school :) This party was one of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started out with appetizers and mingling at the Sellars... Thank you Aunt Dana for opening up your beautiful home to us :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jaDE39-x9x0/TvWIXQdTocI/AAAAAAAAC6k/SUY4pqpDejo/s320/IMG_6164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689603637388747202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQSVyj9eYdA/TvWIXHsl7yI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/WjKM2VPUoLA/s320/IMG_6163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689603635036942114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then drove across the street to the Pollocks to enjoy a few bites of salad before continuing onto the Harkins for a delectable main course including pasta and chicken with sauteed veggies plus Holiday Punch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVtrwaaT4YI/TvWI6CVHDjI/AAAAAAAAC68/SuRemm8qvYk/s320/IMG_6017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689604234891693618" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6JSid8r8BE/TvWI569GGhI/AAAAAAAAC6w/UbinTy6FBXY/s320/IMG_6016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689604232911919634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a time of spontaneous worship, we left for the final house (our home) for desserts and games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRVhNwTfj_0/TvWJcVnXgFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/i09ZrHGSYL8/s1600/IMG_6197.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRVhNwTfj_0/TvWJcVnXgFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/i09ZrHGSYL8/s320/IMG_6197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689604824184094802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altogether it was a lovely night. It was a refreshing night and a wonderful way to enjoy our break and this special season. The memories made so far have been amazing and I know there are so many more to come :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2888381386434670656?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2888381386434670656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-festivities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2888381386434670656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2888381386434670656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-festivities.html' title='Christmas Festivities'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jaDE39-x9x0/TvWIXQdTocI/AAAAAAAAC6k/SUY4pqpDejo/s72-c/IMG_6164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-952888394154864895</id><published>2011-12-04T23:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:51:32.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas-y Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tonight we finished the Christmas decorating, enjoyed a meal cooked by my dad, then ate homemade banana pudding while watching White Christmas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love this season! It is so busy but it is also full of wonderful traditions. Our big Christmas tree is now displaying the multiple collections of ornaments us kids receive over the years. So many of them are from my Nana. Lots are from my Memaw (which we still receive). Then some our from our parents! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tonight we watched one of many Christmas movies that will be viewed these next few weeks! White Christmas is my favorite holiday movie. We watch it every year... and always sing along :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love Christmas. I love the lights and the decorations. I love the traditions and the celebrations. To me, it is all a constant reminder of the birth of our Savior. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-952888394154864895?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/952888394154864895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-y-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/952888394154864895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/952888394154864895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-y-night.html' title='A Christmas-y Night!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2657287796254228745</id><published>2011-12-03T01:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:31:54.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 37:4'/><title type='text'>Refining Your Heart</title><content type='html'>"Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart." -Psalm 37:4&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does it mean to "delight yourself in the Lord?" Because when you do that you will receive the desires of your heart. I wanted to discover what that meant. More importantly I wanted the desires in my heart to line up with the heart of God. I desired to discover His heart so that I could be who He made me to be.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So began the journey of seeking God's heart and His will. It really was simple... much more simple than we make it out to be. In this journey I asked God to humble my heart so that I would be open to His will in my life. I continually prayed that He would align my heart with His.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this process I learned just what delighting myself in Him meant. Asking God to make His desires yours is delighting in Him. It is delighting in who He made you to be. As you continually allow the Lord to refine your heart you're delighting in Him. When you delight in Him you receive the desires of your heart. Because you have delighted in Him your desires are His desires. Ultimately you are walking out His will in your life because you are allowing His heart to reflect in yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; so hard to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; everything we can to please God or just to do the right things. We were never made to &lt;i&gt;do. &lt;/i&gt;We were made to &lt;i&gt;be. Be &lt;/i&gt;people who reflect the heart of God and bring glory to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we learn to just live in worship of Him and pray for His will in our lives we are learning to be who He made us to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This verse has become a daily reminder to humble myself before Him and ask that His will be done in my life. This verse has also brought me great comfort. It is easy to wonder if I am where He wants me; being the person He wants me to be. I trust, though, that if I am delighting myself in Him my life will be a reflection of the Hannah He wants me to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2657287796254228745?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2657287796254228745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/refining-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2657287796254228745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2657287796254228745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/12/refining-your-heart.html' title='Refining Your Heart'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1464972541145437805</id><published>2011-11-24T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:46:53.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 24}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The end of the Thanksgiving celebrations has come but it has been a wonderful few weeks celebrating this beautiful weather and the abundant blessings in my life. The thankfulness continues even into this Christmas season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;God's Word tells us to give thanks always and I am encouraged to be mindful of the many blessings I have. I absolutely love Thanksgiving. I love the baking and the warmth of a home during the slight chill. I love the reminder to be thankful and to recognize all that we do have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's a wonderful transition into the busyness of the Christmas season. Thanksgiving produces gratefulness and causes reflection. This time of year can be so hectic but Thanksgiving slows us down. I really believe God uses this time to prepare us for Christmas if we allow Him. Be thankful always. Don't allow the gifts and the shopping to consume you. Remember why we celebrate this holiday. Be thankful for the gift that God sent us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;That is why I am thankful on this day of Thanksgiving. God sent His Son into the world so that we could have life. Are we making it worthwhile? Are we remembering that every step of the way? He gave us His special and beloved Son because He loved us that much. Remember that during this season which really is all about the gift of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1464972541145437805?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1464972541145437805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1464972541145437805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1464972541145437805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-24.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 24}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1574263382328003376</id><published>2011-11-23T01:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:25:29.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 23}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today I am thankful for the wisdom of an older sister. When challenges come in life and there are tough decisions to be made a sister is a good person to talk to. She understands you. Older ones have experienced more than you and hopefully have learned from those experiences in order to offer advice and words of encouragement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;They don't expect perfection but believe that you can do everything and anything. They provide a realistic outlook on life when needed; they also know how to dream. They're fun, inspirational, and in my case, crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I am so very thankful for my big sister and the encouragement she gives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1574263382328003376?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1574263382328003376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1574263382328003376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1574263382328003376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-23.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 23}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7301199570215437292</id><published>2011-11-22T01:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:30:27.500-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 22}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so thankful for each and every one of my siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so different yet so connected. We know how to have fun, how to laugh, and how to have adventures! It's a very special bond we all share and I love that we all enjoy being together so much. As we grow up and our personal lives take us in separate directions we still stay connected and I don't doubt that will change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love every single one of them and can't imagine life without one. That includes my brother in law too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7301199570215437292?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7301199570215437292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7301199570215437292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7301199570215437292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-22.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 22}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1424108605698732284</id><published>2011-11-21T00:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:32:24.842-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 21}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"These are a few of my favorite things..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Baking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;One of my favorite places to be is in the kitchen. I love making messes and experimenting. I love making old recipes and attempting new ones. I am not an artsy person nor a musical person but the place where my creative juices start to flow is in the middle of mixing and making and baking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Playing games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;I think games can bring such happiness! I absolutely love playing any game... from cards to Settlers of Catan to Monopoly to charades to dominoes to (insert a game). I'm such a game person and I really don't know why much other than it is exciting and a fun way to interact with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Personal Worship Time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;In my personal worship time is where I really feel that God meets me right where I am. The other night I was home alone baking while listening to worship music. I have to take advantage of a quiet house to really get special alone time with God. It doesn't have to be a specific way or a specific place. God tends to meet me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;right where I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; Baking is a great place to do that. So while quietly worshipping and floating around the kitchen to mix up some Thanksgiving goodies I spent time talking to God and listening for His response. I felt so much strength infused into me after that night. It is amazing how impactful just small amounts of quiet time with the Lord can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;These are just a few of my favorite things that I am thankful for that I have been able to experience this week. I love how the Lord cares about the small desires of our heart and wants to provide that for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1424108605698732284?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1424108605698732284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1424108605698732284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1424108605698732284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-21.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 21}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5383119220814572667</id><published>2011-11-20T21:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:22:48.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 20}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Today I am thankful for friends coming to visit! We have so much fun with our friends from Tennessee and I love that they are spending the first part of their trip to Texas with us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Lots of loud crazy games, loud laughter, and loud talking (did I mention loud?)! When we get together it is a blast! We all get along so well and I love that we can pick up right where we left off even after not seeing each other for so long. I'm praying that the time in between visits is not so long in the future! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Thank you for making our week wonderful, friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5383119220814572667?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5383119220814572667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5383119220814572667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5383119220814572667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-20.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 20}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6606019541895704349</id><published>2011-11-19T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:18:27.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 19}</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for my parents. They have so much wisdom and care for us so much. Both work hard to provide for our family and continue to support us in all that we do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They love us so very much and fight for us all the time. I love that my mom will pray with me and encourage me through hard situations in life. My dad protects me and loves without condition. He is a wonderful example of our Father and he is definitely someone I look up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents also know how to have fun! We have a silly, weird, crazy and loving family. Every single one of us are so very different and it makes life so much more interesting. You never know what you will find us entertaining ourselves with on any given night (Most recent is the milk carton game. Oh yes, very fun.). I love my parents and I am so thankful for them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6606019541895704349?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6606019541895704349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6606019541895704349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6606019541895704349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-19.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 19}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-412923225923533597</id><published>2011-11-18T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:11:28.349-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 18}</title><content type='html'>Friday proved to be an eventful day and I am thankful for the opportunities that God gave me today. Sometimes you don't understand why you are doing something yet you know you are supposed to. That is how I felt about this particular experience.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday my siblings and friends were shopping around in Southlake. We stumbled into Delias to see if we could find some jeans and noticed a "now hiring" sign on the window. My friend and I decided we would apply to just see what came of it! I had no reason not to it felt like so we just turned in applications and were told to come back in for an interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was the interview. I didn't feel peace about accepting the job but I really did have peace about going to the interview. I didn't understand that but I went anyways. A couple of hours later we both received a call telling us they wanted to talk to us about hiring us and our hours. I immediately knew I wasn't supposed to accept this job. It was about the experience...the opportunity. I had never had a professional interview for a job and was so glad that I experienced what that was like. It made me think harder about what this season is supposed to look like though. I thanked them for their time but apologized and told them this is not where I needed to be this winter because I could not be fully committed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I didn't accept this job it did cause me to think about this season and provided a great experience! There are some exciting things God has coming up and I am excited about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-412923225923533597?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/412923225923533597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/412923225923533597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/412923225923533597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-18.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 18}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6634855937403985393</id><published>2011-11-17T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:12:09.355-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='productivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 17}</title><content type='html'>Thursday was a good day. It was productive yet restful. My to do list was long and I was prepared to conquer it so I went up to Starbucks and spent a few hours just working on homework, studying for a test, taking care of emails, and finishing a few things on the computer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for those times at Starbucks where I can sip a hot peppermint mocha while focusing on what is right in front of me. It is refreshing and always makes my day a little bit better to know I have been productive :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6634855937403985393?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6634855937403985393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6634855937403985393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6634855937403985393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-17.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 17}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5345674938328684236</id><published>2011-11-16T15:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:07:57.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 16}</title><content type='html'>This beautiful day I am thankful for music! I love a variety of music but I am so thankful for the tone that worship music sets. It creates an atmosphere of peace and praise to our Father. Turning on worship music and soaking in God's presence can completely turn your day around.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one of my favorite worship songs on repeat for two days and I couldn't help but maintain an attitude of worship and feel the peace of God throughout those days. It is so true that the things we let into our "gates" (eyes and ears) effect us. After being in a crowd where secular music is playing I come away feeling kind of icky. It does not provide peace nor usher in the presence of God. Not only the words but the heart behind the music really does make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is completely opposite when worship music plays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful for the ability to simply turn on a few worship songs when I begin feeling stressed or just need to take some time to be calm and restful. It uplifts me, brings rest, and rejuvenates my spirit. I love how the Lord allows us to express our praise to Him in that way and how He will meet us right where we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5345674938328684236?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5345674938328684236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5345674938328684236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5345674938328684236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-16.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 16}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7121920049091883348</id><published>2011-11-15T12:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:56:52.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 15}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I cannot believe Thanksgiving is only a week away! These past couple of weeks have flown by amidst the busyness of tests, papers, homework, and just life in general. I am hoping this next week moves slower while we have our friends here from Tennessee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, on this 15th day of November I am thankful for the sunsets, sunrises, and the beautiful picture God paints for us in this sky. It amazes me how we miss so much of the beauty in God's creation because we just don't stop to realize what is around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love sitting outside at night as the sun goes down and the various colors are stretched across the sky. God's artwork is magnificent. What I love most is that He paints a new picture every day for us to enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 14px; font-size: medium; "&gt;"God's glory is on tour in the skies..." Psalm 19:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 14px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 14px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;The sky really does display God's glory. Take time to enjoy the indescribable artwork in creation that God has made for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7121920049091883348?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7121920049091883348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7121920049091883348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7121920049091883348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-15.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 15}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4254448176756931948</id><published>2011-11-14T22:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:48:00.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 14}</title><content type='html'>Today has been a college day. My mom and I have spent lots of time emailing and talking to admissions counselors, registrars, and deans from Ouachita. I am signing up for my last semester at TCC (exciting!) for the spring and have been trying to iron out transferrable classes along with what I actually need. Tomorrow I will be registered for the spring semester at TCC then after that and a couple of summer classes I will be headed to Ouachita. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every person we have talked to today has been so helpful. They are wonderful at responding to emails and clearly answering your questions. I love their willingness to serve and it makes me happy that I will be a part of such a wonderful school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4254448176756931948?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4254448176756931948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4254448176756931948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4254448176756931948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-14.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 14}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6877725674805839333</id><published>2011-11-13T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:10:38.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 13}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today I am so thankful for all the families I babysit for. It is a blessing to be able to spend time with little kids all the time and make money doing something I love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Because of these families I have not had to get a "real" job or try to make money elsewhere. Sometimes I am not as busy with babysitting as I would like but other times I have more jobs than I know what to do with! It really has been great! After years of babysitting I have saved enough to buy a car (used I might add but with very little miles on it... it's a car!) and will be able to accept more babysitting jobs because having a car won't be an issue. I am looking forward to that! All of my short term savings might be drained but this is what I have been working for, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyways, this really is because of the blessing I have received from all the families for whom I watch their kids. I love them so much and am thankful for these many opportunities! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6877725674805839333?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6877725674805839333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6877725674805839333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6877725674805839333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-13.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 13}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-557613611840747767</id><published>2011-11-12T11:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:55:22.230-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geraldine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea parties'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 12}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Today would be my Nana's 67th birthday. I guess it still is. Though she is celebrating in Heaven. It is probably the most glorious celebration. I am sure the day was filled with tea parties, Geraldine stories, laughter, Sonic drinks, spearmint gum, and all things Nana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I only wish that everyone would have been fortunate enough to meet her. She is the grandmother everyone wished they could have. She cared more for others than anyone I know and always put them first. She knew Jesus. And Jesus knew her. He was first in her life. Than others. She understood what it meant to "love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind, and soul" and "love others as I(Jesus) have loved you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;When I was just nine years old she passed away from a long hard fight against cancer. She is still my inspiration. Not one time did she complain while she was in this battle. She believed that God could heal her and did her best at being the best Nana through it all. She did a great job of that. I was only nine when she went to be with Jesus but I have buckets of memories of things we did together. I remember details. Anything from putt-putt to shopping or going to the movies. My Da, of course, was a part of that too. We had the best of times together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;One thing that she is most remembered for is her love for tea parties. Tea parties where we dress up. Tea parties under the dining room table (yes, she got under the table with us and loved it). Tea parties while talking very properly. There didn't have to be a reason to have a tea party. We just did. Sometimes we would eat yummy delicacies, sip hot tea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;get to hear a Geraldine story. She was famous for her Geraldine stories. (Geraldine is a cat by the way. A very sneaky cat who liked going to the grocery store and especially liked going to church). My Nana was creative. She always had a Geraldine story. We could even ask to hear the story "when Geraldine went to church" and she would relay it the exact same way she had before. Same details, same sweet tone in her voice, same expressions (especially when Geraldine got in trouble). See, she was the best Nana. I miss her dearly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;So today on this 12th day of November I am thankful for my Nana. She left a legacy. She inspired me even as a young girl. She inspires me still. I have so many fond memories of times spent with her and I find myself often thinking of what life would be like if she was still here. She would love my friends. She would love to come watch our shows at our theatre. She would still take us shopping and to the movies. Most of all, we would still have tea parties under the dining room table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-557613611840747767?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/557613611840747767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/557613611840747767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/557613611840747767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-12.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 12}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1286668617556911073</id><published>2011-11-11T01:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T14:05:18.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11-11-11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 11}</title><content type='html'>Did you recognize your freedom on this beautiful 11th day of the 11th month of the 11th year of this century? Did you remember those who have sacrificed their lives so that we could have freedom? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our school had our first annual Veteran's Day service Friday at eleven in the morning. It was a beautiful site as boy scouts, who are also students from our school, proudly carried the flag across the yard, students read speeches, then everyone thanked veterans who humbly joined us so we could thank them for their service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I stood amidst this wonderful happening I remembered the ultimate sacrifice Jesus Christ made for us. We see and some know (I have an uncle who fought in Desert Storm and a cousin who is still enlisted) those who (have) fought/fight for our freedom. It is hard to let them go. Isn't it? They are taking a step into the unknown. They really our sacrificing their lives. What if they didn't though? Where would we be? It is a bit scary to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I think is worse? Thinking about life without the sacrifice of our Savior. There would be no life. But because of the hope we have in Him I can put on the armor of God and fight in this battle. I have a reason to fight. I can fight. I can live. I have freedom in God because Jesus laid down His life for us. For that I am thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 11th day of the 11th month of the 11th year of this century I am thankful for the sacrifice of life by our soldiers but more importantly the sacrifice of our Savior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Did you say a special prayer (or make a wish) at 11:11 on 11-11-11? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1286668617556911073?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1286668617556911073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1286668617556911073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1286668617556911073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-11.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 11}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4470114708690450779</id><published>2011-11-10T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:07:40.146-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best teacher ever'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 10}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some people might find this strange or not believe my sincerity but today I am so thankful for my school and the education I have been so blessed to receive. When I think about those who are not given the opportunity to learn it makes me even more grateful that I am. Even though I don't always enjoy all of my school or my homework God can use it all to teach me something. Education is important to me. There is so much that I gain from studying history, learning physics, and my english classes. I have learned a lot more about the history of our country this semester as I study American History, interesting (and applicable) things in Physics, and so much more than just writing in English. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English may be seen as a boring and tedious subject by some but I have a love for words. It is not my best subject and does not come easily yet I really enjoy it. I owe the love for writing to my wonderful teachers. Throughout middle school Mrs. Watson inspired creativity through her teaching and personal love for writing. Then in my eighth grade year I was so blessed when Mrs. Minter came to teach at our school. Not only did she love writing but she loved us. She truly cared and that made english all the more enjoyable. I had her through tenth grade and in those three years she taught us so much. I was sad when my classes with her ended but I felt well prepared for whatever God had next; and I was. In my junior year I took English Composition 1 and 2 and came out with A's in both classes. Now in my senior year of high school and taking World Literature (not the easiest class but bearable with the teaching I have previously received) I look back and remember the great times I had in those english classes with Mrs. Minter. How often is someone able to receive a quality education with caring and wise teachers? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have learned not to take that for granted...especially as I encounter challenging professors in dual credit college classes. It helps me to realize the blessing I have had in my teachers and my school too. I love my school. It is so different than any school anywhere. Quality education. Inspiring teachers. Freedom to be yourself. I love that you never know what to expect when you arrive at &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://centerforhomeeducation.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. Sometimes there will be kids outside throwing the football or maybe having a deep discussion about the Lord or an important issue. Always, though, there are multiple kids making music. Talented kids. These kids know how to use their gifts to bless others... It might just be sitting in a circle outside the coffee shop or it may be performing onstage in our theatre in a show where a couple of hundred people just enjoy themselves and the talents other people have to share. Wherever it is, they bless people. They bless me. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teachers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; who I no longer take classes from but frequently stop to talk to me and catch up with my life bless me. One of my favorite teachers, Mrs. Bare, inspired my love for science. She plays a part in why I have decided to pursue an education in the medical field. She instilled a love for learning and science in me. She made it interesting. And she still stops to talk or hear what is going on. Mrs. Minter is the same way. I love it. The &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; who love you for who you are and will gladly pray for you, be silly with you, or just be whatever you need in the moment bless me. I love that place. I am glad I have younger siblings who have some years left before graduation so I have a reason to go back and visit. Not that I need one other than the fact that I will just want to :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The quality education I received from the teachers at my school has amazed me. I am beyond grateful and anytime I start to feel frustrated with school I remind myself of a verse that forever changed my perspective of school. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for man." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Colossians 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It makes it worth it because it is for Him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4470114708690450779?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4470114708690450779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4470114708690450779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4470114708690450779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-10.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 10}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1208738933564117364</id><published>2011-11-09T22:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:04:43.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 9}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This day I am so thankful for prayer and for a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I love sharing my thoughts and my day with Jesus. I love that I can share anything with Him and hear His response. I am thankful for the voice of the Lord that speaks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me." - John 10:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is easy to "get caught up" in the business of our days and to ignore His voice speaking to us. When we are willing to listen and open our ears to hear He will be there speaking to us. He never stops speaking. We just stop listening. We tune Him out and tune the world in. How would you like for Jesus to "know" you though? Because He does. He says that we hear his voice and He knows us. It makes my heart happy to know that Jesus knows me. In the Greek "to know" means "to feel or understand." He feels what we feel. He understands us. He understands us better than anyone else. Our Father knows us and wants us to know Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Proverbs 25:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He has many mysteries for us to seek out so that we will know Him better... so that we will discover Him. Will we tune into what He has to say? I want to know Him better and hear what He has to say to me. I'm thankful that He does speak to me and that He hears me when I call upon Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1208738933564117364?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1208738933564117364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1208738933564117364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1208738933564117364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-9.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 9}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5317045217651981162</id><published>2011-11-08T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:39:41.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 8}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A cheerful heart is good medicine..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Proverbs 17:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Can you imagine life without laughter? I can't. Many of my days are filled with smiles and laughter from all the sweet children I watch to my silly siblings who know how to make me laugh (especially when I don't want to)! :) On this 8th day of November I find reasons to laugh and I am thankful for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Laughter makes life lighter and more enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I relate to Elizabeth Bennet when she says, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I dearly love a laugh... I hope I never ridicule what is wise or good. Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I do love to laugh. Laugh today. And tomorrow. And every day after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Proverbs 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5317045217651981162?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5317045217651981162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5317045217651981162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5317045217651981162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-8.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 8}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-9108553933367762246</id><published>2011-11-07T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:24:47.042-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 7}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Day 7 (and every other day of my life) I am thankful for the friendships God has placed in my life. There are special people He has put right in my path that have majorly impacted me. God brings people to me that are like minded and who encourage me in my walk with Christ. Like minded... Hard to find sometimes but cherished when discovered.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cherish my friendships. I love the people I live life with who love Jesus and challenge me to be all that I am made to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Friends come and friends go, but a true friend sticks by you like family."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Proverbs 18:24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am so blessed by friends who will stick by me through anything and are willing to talk or pray even until late hours of the night. I love my friends and am extra thankful for them today. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-9108553933367762246?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/9108553933367762246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/9108553933367762246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/9108553933367762246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-7.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 7}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1422916323165268751</id><published>2011-11-06T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:11:51.710-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 6}</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I wrote "Day 6" I found myself so shocked about how quickly Thanksgiving was coming. 18 more days! The excitement is building :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I am thankful for theatre. It is a huge blessing to be able to spend so much time with friends while preparing a show that will bring joy to so many people. Theatre is an outlet to express the personality of someone else, build character, find new friends and go deeper with the old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While I love being onstage, I find the greatest excitement in working behind the scenes. I have been a part of so many shows in which I performed and I love it! Stage managing and being a part of the crew though is so much more fulfilling for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This week at school we had auditions for Hello, Dolly! I am stage manager so I get to help judge the auditioners and be a part of the decision making for the casting (of course Mrs. Anicia always has the final say :)) Thursday we have callbacks and the following week rehearsals will commence. I performed in Pride and Prejudice in April but that is the last show I have been a part of. It has been even longer since I stage managed. I am looking forward to this season of theatre and am so grateful I have this opportunity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Come see the show when it is performed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://centerforhomeeducation.com/thecottagetheatre.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7746735116980588252-1422916323165268751?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1422916323165268751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-6_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1422916323165268751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1422916323165268751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-6_06.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 6}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6879769098016024868</id><published>2011-11-05T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:41:08.736-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Days 4 and 5}</title><content type='html'>The past couple of days have kind of been a blur and I am having to convince myself that it is still the weekend. It is actually nice, and abnormal, to feel like the weekend has lasted forever! The recent events have prohibited sleep but adrenaline has kept me going. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting Thursday I was at the hospital with a friend who was having a baby. We were with her until Friday night when she brought her sweet miracle into this world. After 29 hours of labor she was exhausted yet so in love with her baby. It was so precious to watch my friends hold their little girl with such thankfulness. Brooklynn Elizabeth is a beautiful and healthy baby girl who is abundantly loved. Newborns are my favorite. They are perfect. She is so tiny and it is a blessing to be able to hold this little miracle in my arms. I am so happy for my friends and excited for the plans God has for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this Friday I was thankful for the miracle of life (and continue to be). The new beginning of life and the birth of a baby is amazing to witness. I love the whole process from finding out she was having a baby to now and the future with this precious baby girl. Babies bring me so much joy and I am so thankful to be a part of the lives of so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a way my "Day 4 Thankfulness" brings me to my "Day 5 Thankfulness". Today is my lovely friend's, Bethany, 16th birthday. Her life is a blessing to me. It is amazing how God knows not only &lt;i&gt;what &lt;/i&gt;you need but &lt;i&gt;who &lt;/i&gt;you need and when. This friendship blesses me more every day. She is the friend who can encourage you when you need it. She will laugh with you and cry with you. She inspires me in my walk with the Lord and I love living life with her. Happy birthday, Bethany. Thank you for being you and allowing me to be. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7746735116980588252-6879769098016024868?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6879769098016024868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingdays-4-and-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6879769098016024868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6879769098016024868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingdays-4-and-5.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Days 4 and 5}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6813953483674584906</id><published>2011-11-03T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:16:38.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 3}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrews 4:12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Today I am thankful for the Word of God. His words, commands, and love poured through the Bible never return void. I can dive into the scripture and come back up refreshed and renewed. It is our sword with which we fight against the principalities of darkness and evil (Ephesians 6:12,17). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This afternoon God gently reminded me of one of my life verses (Romans 8:28) and it simply lightened my mood and brought joy to my day. God loves to do that for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Remember that His Word is your weapon. Study it. If we are reading the Bible and soaking in His truth then we will be able to fight. We gain strength in Him when we know His Word. Be thankful for the blessing we have in the Bible. Take advantage of the gift it is. Learn something new from it every day and allow God to open your heart to what He is saying through it. It is incredible what God can speak to us through the Bible when we take the time to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6813953483674584906?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6813953483674584906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6813953483674584906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6813953483674584906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-3.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 3}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5287646289393579619</id><published>2011-11-02T23:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:58:17.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 2}</title><content type='html'>Today I am grateful for the change in seasons. This chillier weather is magnificent and makes the day a little brighter. When the temperatures start dropping everyone knows the holidays are right around the corner and it puts a little bounce in their step. I've noticed :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I was at a long time friend's birthday party and it was cold enough outside to have the fire going inside. We enjoyed each others company sitting by the warm fire while the wind was having a party outside. Another reason I love this time of year... the weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is anyone else enjoying this beautiful weather?&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/7746735116980588252-5287646289393579619?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5287646289393579619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5287646289393579619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5287646289393579619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-2.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 2}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3735553839701846142</id><published>2011-11-01T23:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T00:14:50.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 1}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family. I am thankful for my family. I am so blessed by each one of them. They all have brought me an abundance of joy and we have grown so much together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__Opyzq1fFU/TrDPLlFHaFI/AAAAAAAAC58/3mIev8YW0-c/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670259728698533970" /&gt;Family time is special. Each member of our family is special. We love being together. We all love adventures and with six of us kids (now) you never know what to expect. It's fun. It's silly. I love it. I am blessed and so very thankful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u9AI4mhlClk/TrDREP5begI/AAAAAAAAC6I/Q7F-omcQBCI/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670261801776544258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This just makes me smile because it reminds me of my family. We are far from normal. Talk to one of us for a while and you will find that out. We all love Jesus though and love each other. That's what matters, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be thankful for your family today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3735553839701846142?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3735553839701846142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3735553839701846142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3735553839701846142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-days-of-thanksgivingday-1.html' title='{24 Days of Thanksgiving=Day 1}'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__Opyzq1fFU/TrDPLlFHaFI/AAAAAAAAC58/3mIev8YW0-c/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8848293095774882573</id><published>2011-11-01T23:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:57:25.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>It's The Season of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Thanksgiving is my absolute favorite holiday. I love everything about it; from the history to the pumpkin pies. Thanksgiving is a reminder of new beginnings. The Pilgrims settling at Plymouth Rock represents them finding a new way of life where they could freely practice their faith. When they celebrated with a feast they were celebrating the new life they had found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Also, November is generally a relaxed time of year. It is before the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping and festivities. It's still fall. We wear boots and scarves and take lots of pictures. There is plenty of time for baking, game playing, and football watching. Thanksgiving is just purely enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Because Thanksgiving is to be celebrated with thankfulness I am going to post one thing I am thankful for each day up until Thanksgiving.  Thankfulness is a good habit to form all year round. God says in His Word multiple times to be thankful always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Around this time of year I am just &lt;i&gt;extra&lt;/i&gt; thankful :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Try making a list of the things you are thankful for... maybe share them with your family, your friends, or the people you work with. When you focus on what you have to be thankful for your perspective on life is more positive and can positively influence those around you.  There is always something we can be thankful for even if that something is as simple as the air that we breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8848293095774882573?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8848293095774882573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-season-of-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8848293095774882573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8848293095774882573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-season-of-thanksgiving.html' title='It&apos;s The Season of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7240315153317117536</id><published>2011-10-21T17:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:22:54.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moldova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Called Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;526&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;3002&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;25&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;6&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;3686&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;11.1287&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotshowrevisions/&gt;   &lt;w:donotprintrevisions/&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:usemarginsfordrawinggridorigin/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;     &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt"&gt;I have been praying for opportunities for God to use me and an AMAZING opportunity has come about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt"&gt;It has been an exciting season as God opens doors for me to minister to and love people. After the youth conference this summer, where we saw God work in wondrous ways, we believed that God had more. We knew that greater things were still yet to come. Ever since then I have been in prayer for what God has. Today we received a call from a close friend who shared an opportunity that is an answer to prayer for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt"&gt;I have been invited to go on a trip to Moldova, the hub of human trafficking in Eastern Europe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;in January of 2012 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;with Your Kingdom Come Ministries and a small team to lead conferences, share messages about human trafficking, bless the people in the villages and love the children in the orphanages. We will be able to share with girls my age the value of beauty and who they are in Christ. Throughout the trip we will be meeting in small groups with these women and girls which we will bring together into two main conferences. One conference will be held in the North of Moldova. The other conference is a break through conference because they are just now allowing us into the South to minister and share with the people there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt"&gt;My heart is for people. I desire to see them touched and transformed by the love of God. I want to see people’s lives changed and I want to be a part of that. God has shown me how to love the people that are right in front of me. He has shown me that what may seem little to me can make a big difference. I am so blessed to have this opportunity now to go out into the world and share His love with those who are broken, hurting, and lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt"&gt;The financial side of it looks big to me but it is nothing for my God. We received the call today (Friday) and I have three days to turn in $1200 (by Monday, October 24). The last $650 will be due at the beginning of December. I accepted this opportunity in faith because I know my God will provide. I am reminded of the verse in Romans 8 that says, “If our God is for us, who can be against us?” He is in this trip and He is the reason that I will be able to go and love on the people there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Please be in prayer for me, the rest of the team, and the ministry. Pray for God’s protection on the trip and open hearts in all of the people there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;This really is an answer to prayer. My excitement for this opportunity and sense of God’s goodness continue to overwhelm me. God has indescribable plans and I am excited to witness it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon Me, because the LORD has anointed Me to preach good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound.” - Isaiah 61:1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/7746735116980588252-7240315153317117536?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7240315153317117536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/called-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7240315153317117536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7240315153317117536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/called-out.html' title='Called Out'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7233373856427794765</id><published>2011-10-13T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:07:54.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Worry. It is so easy to do. That natural tendency of an earthly minded person is to worry about everything. What am I going to do about this? How am I going to get all of this done? What is going to happen if...? We are trying to figure it all out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;By worrying we take the authority out of God's hands and place control in ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;His Word says "to be anxious in nothing but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus." We have to be willing to let go of control and place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;in God's hands. All of your worries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; then be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;replaced with peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;When we change to a Kingdom mindset our perspective starts to change and our lives are transformed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; its own trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Matthew 6:33-34 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Jesus told us to seek first the Kingdom. Focus on God. Seek His righteousness. Then all these things will be added to you. What are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;all these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;? In the previous verses Jesus talks about our food and our clothing and says "do not worry about your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;." Our life. God will give us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; we need for life. Keep your focus on Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;It does us no good to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Luke 12:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Our lives don't improve. Our circumstances don't get better. Worry doesn't help anything. It will take a change in perspective but when we learn to focus on God and not our circumstances life will be so much richer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7233373856427794765?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7233373856427794765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/worry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7233373856427794765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7233373856427794765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7483604046920868157</id><published>2011-10-04T19:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:57:45.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>That's How the Lost Get Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;"Why do we go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Or take an easier road?&lt;br /&gt;Why are we playin' it safe?&lt;br /&gt;Love came to show us the way&lt;br /&gt;Love is a chance we should take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;So when you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna take it?&lt;br /&gt;There's a really big world at your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;And you know you have the chance to change it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(The Lost Get Found excerpt - Britt Nicole)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7483604046920868157?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7483604046920868157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/thats-how-lost-get-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7483604046920868157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7483604046920868157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/10/thats-how-lost-get-found.html' title='That&apos;s How the Lost Get Found'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4146630545792601427</id><published>2011-09-19T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:09:20.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholarships'/><title type='text'>Scholarships!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-line; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hey friends! I joined a site called "fastweb" that gives you opportunities to receive college scholarships through essays, applications, drawings, etc. There is an opportunity right now for a scholarship through a drawing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For each person who registers for Fastweb via my personal referral link, I will earn one entry into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;September's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-line; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-line; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you are interested in earning scholarships for college sign up for fastweb though my personal link below:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.fastweb.com/referral/hannahcarrigan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-line; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-line; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4146630545792601427?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4146630545792601427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/scholarships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4146630545792601427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4146630545792601427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/scholarships.html' title='Scholarships!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4197723325122193247</id><published>2011-09-15T10:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:13:28.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBU'/><title type='text'>"You have been accepted..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those few words have never brought me so much excitement as they did this morning! I feel so much peace as I walk out God's plan for my life and know that He is directing every step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I opened up a letter this morning that began, "Dear Hannah, Congratulations on your acceptance to Ouachita Baptist University!" I think I screamed. Or shouted for joy. Or jumped out of my chair. Actually, I think it was all three! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have talked about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.obu.edu/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OBU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like I would be there next year. All along though something didn't feel complete. Until now. There are many forms to fill out, visits to be had, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; just stuff to be done but it feels official. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I truly feel like I am standing on the edge of everything. God has so much more to come and He is continuing to reveal what that looks like. It won't be easy all the time and there will be bumps because we weren't promised easy. Just that He would never leave us or forsake us. So I step into this exciting time of life with an undefined expectancy and a trust in God that every step of the way He will be there to guide me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4197723325122193247?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4197723325122193247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-have-been-accepted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4197723325122193247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4197723325122193247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-have-been-accepted.html' title='&quot;You have been accepted...&quot;'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3289132361611488949</id><published>2011-09-12T18:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:42:37.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8.28.11. A Special Sunset For A Special Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;He painted a perfect sunset for me. The kind of clouds that you can barely see but stretch across the sky in a haze. Then those clouds that seem to form mountains far off in the distance. Behind me the sky is perfectly blue with puffy white clouds dancing around each other. And right in front of me His glory is displayed. A stream of pinks meets a lining of clouds and forms the sunset. The sunset on my birthday. His faithfulness endures forever. He is my rock and my shelterHe is my shepherd and I shall never want. I will walk through the valley of the shadow of the death and I will fear no evil for my God is with me. He is my strong fortress. The sunset is now a beautiful mix of yellows, oranges and pinks and I gaze in awe of His majesty. I am overwhelmed by His Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3289132361611488949?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3289132361611488949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/82811-special-sunset-for-special-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3289132361611488949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3289132361611488949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/09/82811-special-sunset-for-special-day.html' title='8.28.11. A Special Sunset For A Special Day.'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6549368888240143355</id><published>2011-08-18T18:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:08:26.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Life As A Senior</title><content type='html'>Where do I begin? A question I have asked myself a lot recently when people inquired after my life's adventures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;School. &lt;/b&gt;It is that time of year again. This year starting school carried a bit more excitement, mystery, and curiousness though. Monday was my last first day of school in high school. Next time I say "My first day of school is..." I will be treading on new grounds. For now though I am enjoying my senior year. My 12th grade year. My last year of high school. It is sad to think I will no longer be taking &lt;a href="http://centerforhomeeducation.com/"&gt;CAIA&lt;/a&gt; classes. My big and only adventure this year there is Physics. I was a little apprehensive beforehand but I enjoyed our first class. I am also taking three classes through TCC (two online and one on campus). Other than senior stuff and finishing a couple courses at home that is all my school encompasses. It is extremely light compared to my previous high school years but it leaves room for... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;College Planning.&lt;/b&gt;  I feel so proud yet old when I discuss college. It came so soon. I applied to Ouachita Baptist University a couple of weeks ago and am still in the application process (sending SAT scores, transcripts, etc.). I really believe that is where God has led me and is sending me next year. I still have questions unanswered but God tends to teach me patience through these big life decisions. Maybe I will know what my major is by the time I get there :) I get excited every time I receive a letter in the mail or talk to my admissions counselor. Everything about it is so God. I am thrilled for this next journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Working. &lt;/b&gt;I am not exactly sure what that looks like right now. I was offered a nanny job that just didn't work out but am still very interested in a part time nanny job. There are other options that I might could look into but nannying sounds the most exciting to me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my life has been full of adventure. I like it. My Father has fulfilled many promises and reached down into my heart and made me alive. He is revealing my heart to me. I am enjoying the journey and truly learning that God knows my heart way better than I do. It is fun for Him to show it to me. He does it all in His perfect timing too. I am grateful for His timing even when I become impatient because in the end I know it will all be worth it. He is worth it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6549368888240143355?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6549368888240143355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-as-senior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6549368888240143355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6549368888240143355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-as-senior.html' title='Life As A Senior'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6627206666582557445</id><published>2011-08-10T21:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:39:06.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>A Dream Come True</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"But you are the ones chosen by God, chosen for the high calling of priestly work, chosen to be a holy people, God's instruments to do his work and speak out for him, to tell others of the night-and-day difference he made for you—from nothing to something, from rejected to accepted." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 Peter 2:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We are a chosen generation. God has special plans for us. He has placed dreams in our hearts and specific assignments in our paths that He trusts will be carried out because of the faith we have in Him to use us for something greater. One of my favorite quotes that sums it up most perfectly says,  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We're too young to realize certain things are impossible. Which is why we will do them anyway." - William Pitt (Amazing Grace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Out of that faith God birthed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://foryouthbyyouth.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Passion: For Youth by Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. He placed ideas, dreams, hopes, and visions inside of us and led us to hold the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://foryouthbyyouth.wordpress.com/events/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Passion: For Youth by Youth Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. It is the beginning of many big things God is doing with us. I am beyond grateful for the part I play in God's perfect plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Get the word out. Teach all these things. And don't let anyone put you down because you're young. Teach believers with your life: by word, by demeanor, by love, by faith, by integrity." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 Timothy 4:11-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Visit the website (foryouthbyyouth,wordpress.com) to read more about our story, hear what God is doing, and get more information. You can register for the conference by emailing passionfyby@yahoo.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6627206666582557445?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6627206666582557445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/08/dream-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6627206666582557445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6627206666582557445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/08/dream-come-true.html' title='A Dream Come True'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1531505131798180946</id><published>2011-07-21T22:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:12:15.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>On My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;This song, these words, connect with my heart so much. It's a wonderful song but it is so much more than that. It's what my heart cries out; what my heart sings. I tried to bold the parts that stick out to me but I couldn't. I would have bolded every, single word. So I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;It's encouraging as I begin my search for colleges, what I will study, what I will do. My future. I'm in search of my future. God knows. He holds my future in His hands and all of me I give to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Use me for You. Reveal Your plan. But in Your perfect timing. I lay me down. Because all I want is more of You. However that looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;I speak all those words to God in complete surrender and heart abandoned. It's hard because I want to know. But easy because I know His plan is perfect. Even when I don't know what that looks like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;//I&lt;b&gt;nvading all my weakness &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You wrapped me up in grace &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The worst of me succeeded by the best of You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart is overtaken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My soul is overwhelmed &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The worst of me succeeded by the best of You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dreams have found their purpose &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My future in Your hands &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This life would have no meaning if it weren't for You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I lay me down &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Kingdom come &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steal all that is within me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause all I want in this world is more of You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the less of me it is You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Increasing as I fade away &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your light for all the world to see &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;God It is You who breaks the chains &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is You who lights the way &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And everything I am cries out for You &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord make my life transparent &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your life in mine displayed &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And let every earthly glory &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go back to You&lt;/b&gt;//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;(You, Hillsong Live)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1531505131798180946?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1531505131798180946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1531505131798180946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1531505131798180946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-my-heart.html' title='On My Heart'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-185255916462781079</id><published>2011-07-19T14:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T15:41:17.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Has someone ever said something to you that really meant a lot? It really impacted you? Maybe it wasn't in a good way. Maybe it made your day. Words have the tendency to create; create feelings, opinions, thoughts, motivation. Just a few words from someone could really change a lot. I like words. Words can create pictures, inspire ideas, and stir up passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Especially words from a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;I like books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;My favorite type of books have come to be non fiction Christian books. There are plenty of repetitive, boring, dry Christian books. I've picked up a few, tried to keep reading because I don't like to stop something I have started, then realized I was wasting my time. Then there have been those books that cause me to think... think past my little box... think outside of who I am and what I have experienced. The words that spring from those pages are inspiring. They inspire me to be who I was made to be, do what I was called to do, and live how God wants me to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;So what books are those? Well, these are just a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Strengthen Yourself In the Lord - Bill Johnson. It has been a while since I read this one but I just like Bill Johnson. He has lots of books that I have heard are very good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Captivating - John and Stasi Eldredge. I encourage every girl, woman, mom, female, and even those guys who are interested enough about God's calling for a woman to read it. They forget the rules, the limitations, and the "this is how you have to do it" and share the freedom we have to just be. Be who God has created us to be. It is encouraging, motivating, inspiring, and the list of positive adjectives could keep going. I received so much from this book and actually plan to read it again very soon (and I normally don't read books twice). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Crazy Love - Francis Chan. Eye-opening. Awakening. Thought-provoking. = This book described in just a few words. It opens your eyes to the crazy love God has for us and encourages you to not take it for granted but live your life for the One who gives you breath each and every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;The Purple Pig and Other Miracles - Dick Eastman. I'm sure there are a few of you thinking "What in the world? The purple pig?" Yes. The purple pig. This is actually the book I am in the middle of right now. For a teenager who longs to see God's Kingdom come to earth and His will be done in her life this book is perfect. I had a special friend recommend it and allow me to borrow it. Perfect timing. With everything God is doing in my life this book is so encouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;I have a few other books that are on the list: Windows of the Soul - Ken Gire. One Thousand Gifts - Ann Voskamp. Listening Is an Act of Love - Dave Isay. Tuesdays with Morrie - Mitch Albom. Fresh Brewed Life - Nicole Johnson. Wild at Heart - John Eldredge. Other John Eldredge books. And C.S. Lewis. Yes, I have a long list. And yes, I have even more I could add!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;I like words a lot. They have motivated me. These books have impacted me and God has used them to work in my life. I encourage you to read. Read the Bible (the best words) and read other Christian books. They are full of stories and inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;If you have any recommendations for good books, please share! I always like to hear what other people are reading! Or if you have read any books on my list and have anything to add or say, I would love to hear that too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'll be back to again to share about what I thought of my next few books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-185255916462781079?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/185255916462781079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/185255916462781079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/185255916462781079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6812578513101300048</id><published>2011-07-12T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:57:25.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Speaks Through Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; //I can see the clouds are&lt;br /&gt;moving faster now&lt;br /&gt;and the sun is breaking through&lt;br /&gt;If you can hold on, to the one that's holding you&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing that can&lt;br /&gt;stop this crazy love&lt;br /&gt;from breaking through//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Hold on, Toby Mac)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZbELyxYndc/ThzeuU7k4bI/AAAAAAAAC50/QkFXzDzHtGU/s1600/blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZbELyxYndc/ThzeuU7k4bI/AAAAAAAAC50/QkFXzDzHtGU/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628618521780216242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6812578513101300048?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6812578513101300048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/he-speaks-through-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6812578513101300048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6812578513101300048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/he-speaks-through-creation.html' title='He Speaks Through Creation'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZbELyxYndc/ThzeuU7k4bI/AAAAAAAAC50/QkFXzDzHtGU/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-347582573396111835</id><published>2011-07-02T02:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T02:36:50.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Be Used</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Yd8q7uzQ7g/Tg7KNcF1KgI/AAAAAAAAC5s/0HPL4yVaOys/s1600/tumblr_lnfh7tErGm1qauqvmo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Yd8q7uzQ7g/Tg7KNcF1KgI/AAAAAAAAC5s/0HPL4yVaOys/s320/tumblr_lnfh7tErGm1qauqvmo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624655316860086786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember, God is going to use someone. That someone could be you. Don't let an opportunity pass by you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-347582573396111835?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/347582573396111835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-used.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/347582573396111835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/347582573396111835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-used.html' title='Be Used'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Yd8q7uzQ7g/Tg7KNcF1KgI/AAAAAAAAC5s/0HPL4yVaOys/s72-c/tumblr_lnfh7tErGm1qauqvmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1600707748515910812</id><published>2011-07-02T02:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T02:32:02.043-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>it's about the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ6eVDhNqCY/Tg7JYOPliiI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Dquu29j2Y1Q/s1600/tumblr_lnm2x2ScJ71qflc0yo1_r1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ6eVDhNqCY/Tg7JYOPliiI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Dquu29j2Y1Q/s320/tumblr_lnm2x2ScJ71qflc0yo1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624654402609842722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1600707748515910812?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1600707748515910812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-about-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1600707748515910812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1600707748515910812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-about-journey.html' title='it&apos;s about the journey'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ6eVDhNqCY/Tg7JYOPliiI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Dquu29j2Y1Q/s72-c/tumblr_lnm2x2ScJ71qflc0yo1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4377691590734097680</id><published>2011-07-02T02:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T02:20:55.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Forever Reign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"The joy of God is your Strength."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nehemiah 8:10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing else. So I can always have strength.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"In Your presence there is fullness of joy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalm 16:11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get in His presence, feel His joy, and you will be strengthened.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a promise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can always have joy. Always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when there is nothing good in me and my circumstances seem dim, He is good and He is still on the throne. He never changes based on my circumstances - why should I?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His strength is mine. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is my source of life and joy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if He is my life source for all these things, I will always have them because He always does. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God started teaching this to me at camp through these two songs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rain Down:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart is dry, but still I'm singing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever Reign:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are joy, You are joy. You're the reason that I sing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't understand how I could still sing when I felt so dry, but I did. Then God continued to speak and revealed me to the reason that I sing. It has nothing to do with me or what I am feeling. It's all about Him and He always deserves to be praised. Therefore I can always sing. I can always be full of joy. Because He is the reason that I sing. And He is joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4377691590734097680?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4377691590734097680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/forever-reign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4377691590734097680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4377691590734097680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/forever-reign.html' title='Forever Reign'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8945006424126483144</id><published>2011-07-02T01:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:59:29.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Stop Trying So Hard</title><content type='html'>That's what God was trying to tell me.&lt;div&gt;"Stop trying so hard and just be."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I found myself overwhelmed, frustrated, and confused after a few weeks of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;trying to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; what God wanted me to do...what He wanted my life to look like... and what people I was supposed to be in relationship with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I don't ever remember reading in God's word a step by step plan for our life...what exactly we were supposed to do. I'm pretty sure He gave us free choice for a reason. He is not looking for robots, just relationships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;alatians 5:13-14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"For you, brethren, have been called to liberty; only do not use liberty as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-29173" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He made us free. And He made us to love Him and to love others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He didn't make us free so that we would live selfish, sinful lives. He made us free because He loved (loves) us just that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He lays out choices before us and says, "choose one, I'll bless it." Don't be afraid to make a choice because you're afraid of making a mistake. It's better to trust God, take a step of faith, and make a mistake because God's grace is sufficient and if you are letting God take control, He is responsible for the outcome (and I promise it will be a good one). But! If you are trying to make things work out in your strength, you are responsible for the outcome... and it will be messy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So just try. Step out in faith and live for Him. Seek God with all of your heart and dive in. Don't stress over unnecessary things. It's not worth it. I've experienced it. But God broke past my box of thinking and once again amazed me with His revelation, love, and perfect timing. He has taught be how to just "be." I am learning how to be who He has created me to be... who He has called me to be... without being in control and without stressing/being nervous/anxious about every little step I am supposed to take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 16:9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A man’s heart plans his way,&lt;br /&gt;      But the LORD directs his steps. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8945006424126483144?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8945006424126483144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/stop-trying-so-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8945006424126483144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8945006424126483144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/07/stop-trying-so-hard.html' title='Stop Trying So Hard'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8761584328994455817</id><published>2011-06-18T01:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T01:51:10.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart of Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What does it mean to have a heart of worship? How do we live with our hearts in that place? Worship is not something you have to do but something that becomes a part of you. Worship is not defined by songs sung in church on Sunday mornings. Worship is a way of living. It's a way of living where nothing is about you but all is about Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Parts of Heart of Worship)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the music fades&lt;br /&gt;all is stripped away&lt;br /&gt;and I simply come&lt;br /&gt;longing just to bring&lt;br /&gt;something that's of worth&lt;br /&gt;that will bless your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll bring you more than a song&lt;br /&gt;for a song in itself&lt;br /&gt;is not what you have required&lt;br /&gt;you search much deeper within&lt;br /&gt;through the way things appear&lt;br /&gt;you're looking into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;br /&gt;and it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the things I’ve made it&lt;br /&gt;when it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;it's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#A0522D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These words remind me of what my life is truly about. It's not the "song in itself" but the heart. That is where He looks. We have made worship into so many other things than the simpleness it is made to be. When we come back to the heart of worship we come back to our purpose in life ... To live all about Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8761584328994455817?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8761584328994455817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/06/heart-of-worship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8761584328994455817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8761584328994455817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/06/heart-of-worship.html' title='A Heart of Worship'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-438424654552060725</id><published>2011-05-15T13:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:18:46.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>An Eternal Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;We encounter many things that cause us to change the way we look at life. They challenge our perception of people, problems and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to slip into a self pity mentality. I can subconsciously begin to list why I have it hard or why I don't have enough. Then I look at other people and realize how blessed I am. My problems and situations in comparison to their problems and situations seem so little. It's all about perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had many encounters that have challenged my view of life in general. Then one day I had an encounter that gave me a completely new outlook on life. It shook my world and made me think about what really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we here? When we pass away from earth where are we going? Is this (insert anything here) eternal? These may (or may not) seem like obvious questions but if we really lived with those questions in mind, I really believe we would act, talk, respond and live so much differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this may sound so simple but this is a situation I daily dealt with that I had to completely rethink...I share a room with my most amazing younger sister. We are complete opposites (I think God might be preparing me for marriage). Anyways, when I prefer for the room to be clean, she is perfectly fine with her "stuff" being strewn across the room (floor, dresser, bed, etc.). If I am sitting quietly reading a book, she is in her own world playing guitar and writing music. At one point I did not think she was the most amazing younger sister. I was easily irritated and annoyed with her disrespecting me (in reality I was the one not being respectful of her personality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of being forced to share a room and sincerely asking God to renew my sister and I's relationship, I began to realize what mattered. In the long run, is it going to matter that my room was perfectly clean, or that I really cared for her and showed her that through having grace and ALWAYS choosing to love her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Although my sister and I played together as little kids and enjoyed doing that, we did not choose to love when it was hard. God worked so much in our hearts, but we were willing and wanting. We still share a room and still get frustrated with each other but we understand each other more and continually ask God for grace.  The relationship she and I have now is not something I would trade for anything. We talk about everything. We share the same friends. And we do most things together. She is so very special and I admire her for her carefree, easy-going, love-life yet passionate character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;This is what God used to teach me perspective. When I walk into my recently cleaned room to find a mess, He just has to ask me the question, "Is this eternal?" It has not changed the fact that I prefer my stuff to be organized and clean, but I have loosened up so much. It is not worth getting upset about or ruining a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;This pertains to multiple situations in life. Everyday I have to ask myself "Is this eternal?" After answering that question , my whole view is changed. God has worked in my heart so much and taught me how to just love Him and love others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;I make mistakes, but God's grace still abounds. So next time something starts to irritate you, ask yourself "Is this eternal?" God will show the best way to handle it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luke 21:33&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will by no means pass away."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-438424654552060725?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/438424654552060725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/eternal-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/438424654552060725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/438424654552060725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/eternal-perspective.html' title='An Eternal Perspective'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2859700592244315877</id><published>2011-05-11T14:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T15:11:18.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>The Importance of Trials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: LucidaGrande; color: rgb(32, 32, 32); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The past few months have been so full of trials. Along with those trials, growth has come. Life has been overwhelming at times but the joy of the Lord has truly been my strength. At first I was confused. I didn't understand why things were happening. I didn't get why I was having to go through the pain. It didn't make sense. God quickly began revealing Himself to me and showing me the importance of the trials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ephesians 6:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;"For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;against spiritual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;hosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; of wickedness in the heavenly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;places."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We're in a constant battle. Our war is not in the physical. Any conflict or struggle is a fight in the spiritual. Our lives are a battle for the Kingdom of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;we don't have to do the fight on our own. God is the ultimate Warrior and will carry us through every storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;“'My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;In our weakness, He is made strong. Even when we can't take one more blow, He is right there to help us pick up our sword and continue to fight. And in the end the trial is going to be so worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;James 1:2-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;"My brethren, &lt;b&gt;count it all joy&lt;/b&gt; when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;God has been teaching me to count it all joy in each trial and every season of my life. Even when I am faced with tribulation I am able to be full of joy and complete peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;John 16:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 7px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;And this is a song that reflects the cries of my heart from this past season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;lessings by Laura Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We pray for blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We pray for peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Comfort for family, protection while we sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We pray for healing, for prosperity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the while, You hear each spoken need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if Your healing comes through tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if a thousand sleepless nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Are what it takes to know You’re near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We pray for wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your voice to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;As if every promise from Your Word is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the while, You hear each desperate plea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And long that we'd have faith to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if Your healing comes through tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if a thousand sleepless nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Are what it takes to know You’re near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;When friends betray us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;When darkness seems to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;We know the pain reminds this heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;That this is not, this is not our home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if Your healing comes through tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And what if a thousand sleepless nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Are what it takes to know You’re near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;What if my greatest disappointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Or the aching of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;And what if trials of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;The rain, the storms, the hardest nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Are Your mercies in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;So this has pretty much been my life along with what God has used to encourage me in the past few months. It's been a trial, but it's been good. God is faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2859700592244315877?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2859700592244315877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/importance-of-trials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2859700592244315877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2859700592244315877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/importance-of-trials.html' title='The Importance of Trials'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6271913250765738550</id><published>2011-05-11T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:26:55.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>From the Inside Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am called to act differently and to look different than the world. I am called to be set apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romans 12:1-2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; that good and acceptable and perfect will of God."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life is not about me. My life is about making God famous. If I am concerned with my happiness and what others think of me, I am missing God's calling for my life. It shouldn't matter what I wear, how my hair looks, or my outside appearance. My focus should be to get closer to Him and learn more about my Savior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 Peter 3:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o not let your adornment be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;merely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; outward—arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; apparel - rather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My desire is to be so in love with my Jesus that my life reflects Him. I want my beauty to be from the inside out. Although this is so important for everyone, girls especially need to recognize that their true beauty can only be inner. It's all about the heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matthew 12:34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He has called us to be a light in this dark world and impact others each day. We have to do that by allowing God to continuously refine our hearts. Then share with the people around us God's goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 96:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Sing to the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;; praise his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;      Each day proclaim the good news that he saves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is a simple yet crucial mandate. Every day we have to seek His heart and His will so that we can walk in His fullness and in doing so change the lives of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6271913250765738550?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6271913250765738550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-inside-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6271913250765738550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6271913250765738550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-inside-out.html' title='From the Inside Out'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3046127758142105603</id><published>2011-04-03T14:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:01:54.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>You've already died, so you are FREE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;‎"Bullets don't scare you. Mediocrity scares you.&lt;br /&gt;Losing your life doesn't scare you. Wasting it does."&lt;br /&gt;-Dutch Sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mXo0cEWw8zg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know how to make the video fit, so here is the link &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXo0cEWw8zg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so worth the two minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3046127758142105603?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3046127758142105603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/youve-already-died-so-you-are-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3046127758142105603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3046127758142105603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/youve-already-died-so-you-are-free.html' title='You&apos;ve already died, so you are FREE.'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mXo0cEWw8zg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2967604948667872609</id><published>2011-04-03T14:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:13:51.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom'/><title type='text'>Prom 2011 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends and I at prom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXKZbtHOMI/TZlSLcnr7WI/AAAAAAAACyw/QC8oizuh6fA/s1600/IMG_1841.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXKZbtHOMI/TZlSLcnr7WI/AAAAAAAACyw/QC8oizuh6fA/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591590768971869538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John, Amanda, Trent, and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lalX_s15dnM/TZlSLMtYnDI/AAAAAAAACyo/HloNMMw7Pj0/s1600/IMG_1833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lalX_s15dnM/TZlSLMtYnDI/AAAAAAAACyo/HloNMMw7Pj0/s320/IMG_1833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591590764700802098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "bodyguard" picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--t2ggBzyNmA/TZlSK-AAk7I/AAAAAAAACyg/vibR-ImDPv8/s1600/DSC05071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--t2ggBzyNmA/TZlSK-AAk7I/AAAAAAAACyg/vibR-ImDPv8/s320/DSC05071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591590760752386994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were drinking 7-Up. I promise =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3LUEYkR-hk/TZlSKgBA2iI/AAAAAAAACyY/OWACMnHIJ5k/s1600/DSC05075.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3LUEYkR-hk/TZlSKgBA2iI/AAAAAAAACyY/OWACMnHIJ5k/s320/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591590752703535650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSeJDH74f2Q/TZlSKVzcTOI/AAAAAAAACyQ/4hDA0vkx5So/s1600/SANY0227.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSeJDH74f2Q/TZlSKVzcTOI/AAAAAAAACyQ/4hDA0vkx5So/s320/SANY0227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591590749962259682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tons of people who all went in the limo together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was my first year to go to prom and it was much different than I had thought my first prom would be like.  I figured I would be going with a bunch of friends to home school prom, but it turns out I went with a long time family friend, Trent, to his public school prom. I knew just a few people, met a lot of new people, and enjoyed the different scenery than I am used to =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2967604948667872609?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2967604948667872609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/prom-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2967604948667872609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2967604948667872609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/prom-2011.html' title='Prom 2011 :)'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXKZbtHOMI/TZlSLcnr7WI/AAAAAAAACyw/QC8oizuh6fA/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1715388772845197192</id><published>2011-04-03T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:22:30.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Zoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have not been to the zoo in a long time! Sunday before school started back I went with Trent, John, and his sister's family to the zoo then on a mini train ride. It was a great way to end a fun week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The animals are not only fun to look at but show God's amazing creativity and design. Every creature was uniquely created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew 6:26&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Such a good reminder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1715388772845197192?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1715388772845197192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1715388772845197192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1715388772845197192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-day-8.html' title='Spring Break: Day 8'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-593474598931363933</id><published>2011-03-23T09:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:09:08.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Day 7</title><content type='html'>What did I do Saturday? It was such a full, busy week that I have to go over each day to remember what happened the next. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah! Portia, Lexi, and Abby spent the night Friday night. Then we all went to Sonic to do a fundraiser for camp with a group of our other friends on Saturday. We have gathered over 30 of our friends to go to camp with us this year! It is so exciting to see God work in all of their lives, and I know God still has a lot more in store for this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fundraiser was successful and we have two more scheduled...April 2 and May 14. So come support the youth on these next two Saturdays we are working! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2000 Central Drive, Bedford, TX 76021. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night after the fundraiser we relaxed at the Schuldts.  I almost fell asleep after our long day at Sonic but we did get in a couple of random pool games and watched How To Train Your Dragon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-593474598931363933?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/593474598931363933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/593474598931363933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/593474598931363933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-7.html' title='Spring Break: Day 7'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2709584690046848770</id><published>2011-03-23T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:40:58.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Day 6</title><content type='html'>Friday...well I babysat...for 8 hours. It was a long day, but at least I had a super sweet little 7 month old that I got to hold a lot. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my weekly babysitting job, I had to go to practice for Pride and Prejudice. None of that changed over spring break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night a bunch of friends came over to our house. It was actually a relaxing night. We spent a lot of time outside at the park, a few of us played a card game, and  lot of time just talked. We do that last one a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had a wonderful Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2709584690046848770?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2709584690046848770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2709584690046848770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2709584690046848770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-6.html' title='Spring Break: Day 6'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3319646863086335796</id><published>2011-03-23T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:35:55.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Day 5</title><content type='html'>Thursday of spring break Ash and I went to our "Awesome Eight" party. (6 friends, Ash, and I all try to plan a girl's night every once in a while) We spent the night talking, eating, talking some more, playing games.. then stayed up way too late. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little adventure happened that night, but that is about all the detail I can give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun, and even though I had to go to an 8 hour babysitting job on 4 hours of sleep, it was worth it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3319646863086335796?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3319646863086335796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3319646863086335796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3319646863086335796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-5.html' title='Spring Break: Day 5'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4475198019520178971</id><published>2011-03-17T14:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:42:10.825-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Days Three and Four</title><content type='html'>The last couple of days Ash, Ethan and I spent at the Tates. Now that they are in public school and we all have extremely busy lives we do not get to hang out as often. This week we took advantage of the break from school and spent a couple of days out there. One of our other friends, John, is here for a couple weeks staying with them so we were all able to spend some time together. It had been too long! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always have something to do there wether it be jumping on the trampoline, playing games, dew pong, or practicing dancing (for prom).  It's always nice to stay with the Tates for a couple of days...they're my family that I do not see often enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed up until 5 am on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning just talking. We were dissecting different parts of the Bible and sharing what we got out of it. There was a long discussion about the end times...which always proves to be a thought provoking topic. I am so blessed to have friends that have a spiritual depth that challenges me. I am always up for a good conversation about God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is pretty much what has filled the past couple of days...I took a few pictures while we were there but I left my camera. :( Any pictures from this week will probably be up on Facebook eventually! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you're having a splendid week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4475198019520178971?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4475198019520178971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-days-three-and-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4475198019520178971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4475198019520178971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-days-three-and-four.html' title='Spring Break: Days Three and Four'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8581099203003146187</id><published>2011-03-15T10:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:53:48.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LA_LaWN7V0Y/TX-KGQFzr8I/AAAAAAAACxg/5AwZYU4HFXk/s1600/SDC10584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LA_LaWN7V0Y/TX-KGQFzr8I/AAAAAAAACxg/5AwZYU4HFXk/s320/SDC10584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584333902965878722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day started out with some time with God, then a nice cinnamon toast breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a couple of relaxing hours, we met a bunch of friends at the movies and saw Tangled (I think it is a very cute movie). Then we all went to the park to play Nuke 'em (A twisted game of volleyball). It was a ton of fun and a nice start to a wonderful week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we had a yummy dinner, I cleaned while listening to a great playlist, then played another game of Monopoly Deal with the siblings. The day ended with a good conversation with a friend, reading John Piper's "Don't Waste Your Life", and quiet time with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8581099203003146187?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8581099203003146187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8581099203003146187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8581099203003146187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-two.html' title='Spring Break: Day Two'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LA_LaWN7V0Y/TX-KGQFzr8I/AAAAAAAACxg/5AwZYU4HFXk/s72-c/SDC10584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2722384383547042885</id><published>2011-03-14T13:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:55:01.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break: Night One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Spring break is here, and we are going to fully enjoy every moment. Last night the fun began. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Monopoly Deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYObMXJGG5U/TX5fxlZkJOI/AAAAAAAACxY/A072Qdv_PM0/s1600/SDC10576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYObMXJGG5U/TX5fxlZkJOI/AAAAAAAACxY/A072Qdv_PM0/s320/SDC10576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584005893443560674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N2GhXPV7Zqs/TX5fxbaT9ZI/AAAAAAAACxQ/BP3rl-0lV7o/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N2GhXPV7Zqs/TX5fxbaT9ZI/AAAAAAAACxQ/BP3rl-0lV7o/s320/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584005890762339730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7746735116980588252-2722384383547042885?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2722384383547042885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-night-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2722384383547042885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2722384383547042885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-night-one.html' title='Spring Break: Night One'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYObMXJGG5U/TX5fxlZkJOI/AAAAAAAACxY/A072Qdv_PM0/s72-c/SDC10576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4110894304457781593</id><published>2011-02-25T09:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:47:27.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Oh the theatre, the theatre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wizard of Oz has come to an end. I have learned and grown so much through this production and it has been incredible to watch God work through each and every one of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After a week of ice/snow that canceled all of our rehearsals and caused us to postpone performances for a week, we were all a little out of our roles. God used that time though as a refreshing and restful week. A few of the cast members were sick and He healed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One afternoon before a performance one thing after another went wrong. 1) Miranda (who played Dorothy) was sick. 2) The dog playing Toto was hurt and we were told he was not coming 3) One of our makeup artists hurt her back and could not come 4) Everyone was fighting for energy and excitement for the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There were about 10 of us who are in the show sitting in the coffee shop, so Lexi pulled us together and asked if we would all just pray. We asked for healing, peace, and that He would work everything out for this show. It was an incredible and unifying time for all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mark 11:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We believed that God would answer our prayers and guess what? He did. Within the next hour we got a call from the family who is letting us use the dog and were told he was able to come, a friend of ours was able to come help out with makeup in replacement of our other makeup artist, I got a text from Portia (who had no clue what was going on) with all these verses that related to everything we had prayed about, and Miranda told us that she was feeling so much better! God answers prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That is not the only day of miracles for us during this performance. After the last performance, we always feast at CAIA. Well the eating and festivities were coming to an end and the some of the kids (all my friends in the show-everyone) had gathered outside in the field. I walked out of the annex and there they were worshipping and crying out to God. I quickly joined the worship circle and was overwhelmed with God's love. He worked in every single person's heart during this show and I was blessed to be a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love what God can do even in theatre and that is one of the reasons I do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4110894304457781593?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4110894304457781593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-theatre-theatre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4110894304457781593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4110894304457781593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-theatre-theatre.html' title='Oh the theatre, the theatre!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-1577527225134730654</id><published>2011-01-22T14:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:30:14.919-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>I have shared this at worship night, but I have been wanting to express it in writing here too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passion is such an important part of who we are. We all have it deep within us. We just need to let it come out. During one of my late night talks with God I felt Him stirring in me the importance of passion. Without passion, life is dull and pointless. We have nothing to live for and no motivation to live for something significant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Generally, when you are passionate about something you spend a lot of time thinking about it or &lt;i&gt;doing&lt;/i&gt; something about it. For instance, someone who loves (or is passionate about) music will practice constantly and even be thinking about songs they can write/new music to learn as they go throughout their day. People invest &lt;i&gt;time&lt;/i&gt; in what their passions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if we took passion to a whole new level? What about becoming completely passionate about God and making the same time for Him as we do for earthly fancies? God will transform your life. You will be so full of God that everything you do becomes about glorifying Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we let ourselves become wholly His, He will use the desires and passions in our heart. The passion for music, baking, parenting, or any other desire in your heart (if pure) is from God. God has put those dreams in our heart and wants to use them, but we have to make it about Him &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When we are &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wholly His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; we will be more &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; than ever."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;~C.S Lewis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we have wholly submitted to His ways we will have the tools needed for the passions He has put in our heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-1577527225134730654?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/1577527225134730654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1577527225134730654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/1577527225134730654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8837008315866899743</id><published>2011-01-14T16:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:13:40.822-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>WIZARD OF OZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Who: Center for Home Education&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;What: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE WIZARD OF OZ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;When: &lt;span&gt;February 4&lt;/span&gt;, 5, 10, 11 &amp;amp; 12 @ 7:30 p.m. and February 6 @ 2:30 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Where: Cottage Theatre, 5733 Watauga Road, Watauga TX 76148&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Tickets: On sale now for $10, $8 for students and seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.creativeartsinaction.com/Classes_in_Theatre_with_Anicia_Brown.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(7, 77, 143); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Reservations: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;817.281.2293&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;More info: &lt;a href="http://www.centerforhomeeducation.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(7, 77, 143); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; "&gt;www.centerforhomeeducation.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Based on the &lt;span&gt;American Movie&lt;/span&gt; Classic of the same title staring &lt;span&gt;Judy Garland&lt;/span&gt;, this production follows &lt;span style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-width: 2px; border-bottom-style: dotted; "&gt;Dorothy Gale&lt;/span&gt; from her Uncle Henry's Kansas farm to the &lt;span&gt;wonderful land of OZ&lt;/span&gt;.  See all the beloved characters: the Scarecrow, Tinman, &lt;span style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-width: 2px; border-bottom-style: dotted; "&gt;Cowardly Lion&lt;/span&gt; as well as Munchkins, Ozians, &lt;span&gt;Jitterbugs&lt;/span&gt; Monkeys and Winkies galore, including a witch or two and a real live Toto too!  "Are you a good witch or a bad witch?"  Be a good one!  Come out and support our student cast of "thousands!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Featuring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Camille Abelanet, Nicolas Abelanet, Janae Bontrager, Reighley Carlson, Ethan Carrigan, Hannah Carrigan, Elizabeth Chastain, Joshua Chastain, Benjamin Coan, Christopher Coan, Grace Coan, Andi Fredricks, Evan Glazier, Jacob Graham, Abigail Hines, Joy Hines, Avery Johnson, Miranda Kaplan, &lt;span&gt;Emily King&lt;/span&gt;, Abby Mccarty, Erin Pellet, Lindsey Quiggle, Blake Redwine, Bradley Schuldt, Tanner Schuldt, Lydia Spaun, Carisse Sutton, Katy Sutton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Crew:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Lexi Cox, Jessica Hardy, Ashtyn Carrigan, Brandon Redwine, Rachael Wimmer, Alicia Sutton, Aishah Baber, Mimi Baber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8837008315866899743?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8837008315866899743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/wizard-of-oz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8837008315866899743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8837008315866899743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/wizard-of-oz.html' title='WIZARD OF OZ'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5170085012122833478</id><published>2011-01-10T00:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:36:29.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Thriving, not just surviving</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have those days where you say "Oh, I just hope I survive it"? Survive math class, a busy day, a huge exam, or whatever it is that seems to pull you down. I know I have said it before. Math is absolutely my least favorite subject. I have walked to class thinking "I'll survive. It's just math." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am tired of just "surviving"; Wether it be math or a long, hard day. To survive can be defined "to endure or get through." Of course I am going to "get through" the day. We can all "get through" life, but I want to thrive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Synonyms for thrive&lt;/i&gt;: flourish, increase, succeed, overflow, grow. The list of positive words goes on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to wake up each morning ready to succeed and grow in all that God has for me. I want to be so filled up in Him that I am an overflow of joy. Life is so much more worth it when you choose to thrive. Don't settle for surviving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5170085012122833478?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5170085012122833478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/thriving-not-just-surviving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5170085012122833478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5170085012122833478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/thriving-not-just-surviving.html' title='Thriving, not just surviving'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2934838901316341269</id><published>2011-01-09T23:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T01:20:12.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alabama'/><title type='text'>Trip to Alabama =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The last week of December and of 2010 passed by quickly. We arrived back at home, had a few days to settle back in, have a new years eve party and leave again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;This is Ethan, Ash, my Memaw, me, and Mom =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6sYmNII/AAAAAAAACxA/cIMKAJTyQhA/s1600/IMG_9169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6sYmNII/AAAAAAAACxA/cIMKAJTyQhA/s320/IMG_9169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560432520637854850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;This last trip was not expected, but needed. My Memaw (great-grandmother on my moms side) lives in Alabama along with cousins, aunts, and uncles. My Memaw's sister-in-law passed away in November on Thanksgiving and her brother passed away a few weeks later right around Christmas. My mom decided it would be best if we went to see Memaw and just comfort her so my mom, Ash, Ethan and I took the trip. I helped drive which was fun =) It was so good to see all my family. It wasn't an easy trip because I was ready to be home but I'm glad I got to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there our friends, the Stapletons who we haven't seen since March 2010, from Tennessee came to see us. We spent a whole day together walking around the mall (and Target), playing cards and catching up. Hopefully we wont have to wait that long to see each other next time! =) That was definitely the highlight of my trip and I am so thankful it worked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6as9bNI/AAAAAAAACw4/3fDlRNuqBfc/s1600/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6as9bNI/AAAAAAAACw4/3fDlRNuqBfc/s1600/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6as9bNI/AAAAAAAACw4/3fDlRNuqBfc/s320/IMG_3372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560432515891424466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me, Ash, Haley, and Matt found an empty spot in Target and talked for a couple of hours while our moms were in the Starbucks talking and our little brothers ran around. We had so much fun in there (check out the Facebook pictures). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6MRhTeI/AAAAAAAACww/Y1rSILBhayo/s1600/IMG_9189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6MRhTeI/AAAAAAAACww/Y1rSILBhayo/s320/IMG_9189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560432512018238946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All the kids crammed into the back =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Matt, Luke, Ethan, Johnny, Ash, Me, and Haley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There are so many more pictures (lots of funny ones too) so go look at them on Facebook! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7746735116980588252-2934838901316341269?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2934838901316341269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-week-of-december-and-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2934838901316341269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2934838901316341269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-week-of-december-and-of-2010.html' title='Trip to Alabama =)'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TSqf6sYmNII/AAAAAAAACxA/cIMKAJTyQhA/s72-c/IMG_9169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2725275436690838386</id><published>2011-01-09T23:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:50:04.469-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Bringing in a God Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;I don't remember the last time Ash and I have had a huge girls sleepover. So this year for New Years Eve we decided we would do a slumber party. We had about 20 girls at our house with a ton of food, lots of talking, fun games, and silly girl movies. It was a crazy night and I thoroughly enjoyed it! A girls night is just needed every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the night was the last 15 minutes of 2010 and first 15 minutes of 2011. Around 11:30 we were discussing what we should do for the last little bit of the year. After Ash, a couple friends and I really thought about it we decided to give this time to God. We turned on a Chris Tomlin cd and worshipped our Savior. It gave us all time to realize all the wonderful things God had done for us that year and then continued to worship Him into the new year. It was so neat to see my friends all around me just praising God. It's one of my favorite things to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a God year. Im excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2725275436690838386?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2725275436690838386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/bringing-in-god-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2725275436690838386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2725275436690838386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/bringing-in-god-year.html' title='Bringing in a God Year'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3464187992652064156</id><published>2011-01-09T23:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:42:29.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just a little recap from vacation...The night we got there included trying to push the car up the driveway to no avail, resolving in ordered pizza for dinner, and stuffing us 4 kids on one couch under piles of blankets to watch a movie because the heater was not working. A cold yet exciting night. The next few days was a mix between sledding,  building a snowman (notice the singular-I was the only one who built one), playing games and reading. On Wednesday was our first day of skiing! It was cold, snowy, and fun. Taking lessons was very helpful and the next two days we were going down all the greens and blues! I think we caught on pretty quickly and all of us can't wait to go again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day of skiing, also our last, Ash and I wrote this hilarious note and hid it up on top of one of the lifts. We tied it to a branch and covered it with snow. 2 weeks later our friends, Blake and Brandon, went up to ski at Wolf Creek too. We showed them on a map and even talked to them on the phone while they were up on the mountain to guide them to it, but they didn't ever find it. It was a sad treasure hunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here is a compilation of pictures and videos from out trip =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e8b2e3d6e3349c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e8b2e3d6e3349c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194413%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D168C2359E458F5C8F4757AEDAAE02D5C50862CBC.4ED340B634A82308FAD18373BB1B96350B7EC8A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e8b2e3d6e3349c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSzQR2R6apYx-OaALcd_-9lhUY0M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e8b2e3d6e3349c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194413%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D168C2359E458F5C8F4757AEDAAE02D5C50862CBC.4ED340B634A82308FAD18373BB1B96350B7EC8A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e8b2e3d6e3349c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSzQR2R6apYx-OaALcd_-9lhUY0M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We definitely had an amazing vacation and made lots of memories. Thanks dad for taking us :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3464187992652064156?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e8b2e3d6e3349c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3464187992652064156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3464187992652064156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3464187992652064156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-vacation.html' title='Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5401037463551040169</id><published>2011-01-09T23:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:27:10.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Different doesn't always mean bad =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This was a very different Christmas. A good different, but still a little challenging. I have never been away from home on Christmas. I have never been without my big sis on Christmas. I have never went to bed without the excitement of waking up to gifts underneath the tree and knowing the day will be full of festivities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I experienced all of that not happening this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And it was probably the best thing for me. As I laid in bed on Christmas Eve I thought about how much we change and our lives change. I realized that sometimes were going to be away for the holidays (Who knows where each of us will be just 5 years from now-Rachel is already a few states away), sometimes the people we most love are not going to be with us on every special occasion or holiday (especially as we get older), and sometimes a present does not come in the form of a perfectly wrapped gold box with a big red bow. Although I "went without" those things, I still had a lot of my family and made memories for a lifetime up in the mountains of Colorado. God really spoke to my heart that night. My family has always set the focus of Christmas to Jesus. We wouldn't have it if He did not come into this world. So what is the point of celebrating if we don't truly remember why it is such an important date? There isn't one. We still do gifts and in the recent years that has been a little different. &lt;a href="http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-unto-us-child-is-born.html"&gt;Last year&lt;/a&gt; I explained what we get and why. It is still gifts we like but they have meaning in one way or another. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So even though we had a different Christmas the meaning stays the same and after a little struggling I was able to embrace that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5401037463551040169?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5401037463551040169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/different-doesnt-always-mean-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5401037463551040169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5401037463551040169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2011/01/different-doesnt-always-mean-bad.html' title='Different doesn&apos;t always mean bad =)'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7095740867275732138</id><published>2010-12-18T01:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T01:51:28.711-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Truly A White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;We are leaving in 3 hours to go to Colorado! Yes, it is 2 a.m. and we are leaving at 5 a.m. Am I trying to pull an all nighter? Yes. We have had so much to do and I would rather hold out a few hours then try to wake myself up after a short nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;We will be in the car for about 16 hours (give or take..depends on the weather) in just a little bit. I will probably sleep the first half of the trip and enjoy the scenery the next half. It is going to be snowing when we get there so we are bundling up and praying for a safe trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Most of the time we will be playing games, watching movies, and just spending time as a family. 3 of the days we get to go skiing! It's an amazing Christmas present. I will probably fall. Get up. Fall again. Get up. And finally ski! It's my first time so I am a little nervous but it will be fun no matter what. I am sure there will be a lot of hot cocoa and wrapping in blankets once we get back to the cabin. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;We are still planning on having a huge Christmas feast! Mom and I have been working on pulling together a few ingredients and making a grocery list for when we get there. We have to have at least some of our traditional desserts and of course yummy ham, sweet potato casserole, macaroni, and other fun feasty foods. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Praying my mouth will heal up soon so I can eat real food...it's going to be an interesting car trip. Lots of applesauce! :)....:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;We will be gone for 9 days! I am sure the trip home next Sunday will not be as exciting as the trip there, but be looking for some pictures after Christmas. I will start taking those in just a few hours =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Well I pray everyone has a wonderful Christmas. I'll be missing everyone especially my sister and brother, Rach and Joshua, who will be thought about every day of our trip! It will be good though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Merry Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7095740867275732138?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7095740867275732138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/truly-white-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7095740867275732138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7095740867275732138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/truly-white-christmas.html' title='Truly A White Christmas'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2651656025396096425</id><published>2010-12-18T01:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T01:37:30.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Another Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I barely missed a post for Friday. It is 1:30 a.m. on Saturday and I am finally sitting down to write about a blessing today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As a teenager I have been learning and growing a lot. Recently there has been a situation I am working through and God has been right there to encourage me. He has been able to use my family (especially my mom) and everything is working out just fine. It has really helped me grow closer to friends, to family, and to God. I love experiences in life like that. Sometimes it can seem like the enemy uses those situations to make things worse, but this has been a good time of growing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I find myself more amazed every day because of what God has blessed me with. He knows exactly what I need and when I need it. God never gives me more than I can handle and when I feel like I can't do deal with anything else God gives me strength to endure. God is good all the time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is a song from Wicked that I have not been able to get out of mind. It is called "For Good" and a lot of the lyrics I can so relate to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've heard it said &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And we are led&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To those who help us most to grow.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;..I know I'm who I am today&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I knew you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can definitely say this about some of my friends especially lately. God has brought them into my life for a reason. We have learned from each other. I am who I am today because I know them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can't imagine life without my friends. They have really changed my life. No matter what the future holds I am forever grateful for their friendships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2651656025396096425?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2651656025396096425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2651656025396096425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2651656025396096425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-blessing.html' title='Another Blessing'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4719473546202240004</id><published>2010-12-16T09:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:57:09.621-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Two words: Oral Surgery</title><content type='html'>The orthodontist, dentist, and oral surgeons are not my friends. They may seem extremely nice before they take you into the room of operations, but once they get you into that chair your own will no longer matters. Nitrous mask on. Needles injected. Medical tools tapping away at your teeth. The surgeon is now in control. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find myself in this position a lot. No control over myself and doctors working a procedure in my mouth. This process that started...hmmm....about 4 years ago. But I guess all the cutting and grinding and tapping will be worth it when I have nice teeth...or when I have all my teeth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I took a little trip to the oral surgeon. They did a lot of work that I am not going to explain on here. It's too gory. The point of the operation was to go up into my gum and attach a bracket to a tooth that is not coming down. But because of this surgery I am extremely drugged up resulting in exhaustion. My surgery was yesterday morning and I have been in almost no pain, but I was nauseous from all the medicine. I threw up three times. It was like a domino effect. I would throw up because of the drugs, eat something then throw it up, try to take more drugs and throw it up because I had thrown up all my food. Pretty gross, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to sleep at 5 p.m. last night and did not wake up until 8 a.m. this morning. Yes, I was exhausted. I'm pretty tired still but I am hanging out at CAIA all day until rehearsal tonight where I will probably just sit and watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there is my lovely story of mouth work. Have a good day! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4719473546202240004?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4719473546202240004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-words-oral-surgery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4719473546202240004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4719473546202240004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-words-oral-surgery.html' title='Two words: Oral Surgery'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8420270280170629470</id><published>2010-12-15T00:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T01:01:16.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Put On A Happy Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love my friends. They are so encouraging and I enjoy being with each one of them. Every day I thank God for blessing me with the incredible people in my life. Well here is a situation that proves this to be true...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other day I was talking to my best friend, Portia. We were talking about not seeing each other for two weeks, which is a big deal for us, and some other things that made us sad. All of a sudden we both started singing "Put On A Happy Face." This is a song my friend, Bradley, is singing in Triple Threat. Portia and I went on to discuss why we should be happy anyway and just smiled because of a simple song our friend sang that encouraged us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Later I was telling Bradley how that encouraged us, and he said "Even better...put on a happy heart!" Think about that.  Not just be able to smile and have a happy face, but make a choice to be happy in stinky situations and it be a whole heart change. It's amazing the simple things in life God uses and what better people to use than your best friends? I. am. so. blessed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am going to try to post everyday up until our vacation. It might be something little but it's gonna be something. =) When I leave I can't post at all, but I am sure there will be an awesome vacation post when I get back! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8420270280170629470?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8420270280170629470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/put-on-happy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8420270280170629470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8420270280170629470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/put-on-happy-heart.html' title='Put On A Happy Heart'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-7599121032675290331</id><published>2010-12-13T14:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:10:35.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Oh the holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;It's Christmas time again. I love the holiday season for many reasons; family time, no school, enjoying friends, and the joy that seems to be so evident during this time. Today began that season for me. School is officially over for a month and I have a busy yet relaxing break to enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Saturday we depart for Colorado. We will be on vacation for 8 days with no internet or phone service..it's going to be a nice family trip. My dad is taking all of us skiing for Christmas. This is our first time to go so we are all excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;For one reason I have mixed emotions about this vacation. This is my first Christmas without my big sister, Rachel. Joshua and Rachel are staying in California this year and we are all bummed that we have to be a part. I just keep telling myself God's plans are good and He works all things together for the good of those who love Him. I don't know when the next time I will see her again (it has been 7 months...the longest I have been without seeing her). I am praying God provides a way for us to be together soon. I miss them terribly and look forward to when we can all spend some time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;It is going to be a great Christmas nonetheless, and I will probably take way too many pictures of the piles of snow and beautiful mountains. I pray this is a blessed Christmas for everyone and that we all remember the reason we celebrate it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-7599121032675290331?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/7599121032675290331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7599121032675290331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/7599121032675290331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-holidays.html' title='Oh the holidays!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-755307147776758332</id><published>2010-11-19T10:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:46:36.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>WIZARD OF OZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The cast list is now up and rehearsals have started for Wizard of Oz!! I am growing more and more excited about being a part of this musical with my friends. It is going to be an awesome experience and another step in performing for me. I am playing a few different chorus roles so I will get to be doing a lot of dancing and some singing. I have not been in a musical since Cinderella (in 2007). I have not been brave enough to audition for a musical since Cinderella (I'm surprised I even did then). Now I did it and am trusting God to help me grow in my acting abilities and strengthen my voice. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; The performances are not until February, but please come see it! I will post dates when it gets closer! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-755307147776758332?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/755307147776758332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/wizard-of-oz.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/755307147776758332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/755307147776758332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/wizard-of-oz.html' title='WIZARD OF OZ'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8008764502802048721</id><published>2010-11-09T07:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T07:13:08.634-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talon'/><title type='text'>Vote for Talon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talon is a part of Gerber baby contest (to raise money to help with his medical bills). Below is the link to go vote for him. You can do it once a day. Thanks! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.gerber.com/photo/?entryid=166165&amp;amp;/#/detail/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8008764502802048721?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.gerber.com/photo/?entryid=166165&amp;/#/detail/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8008764502802048721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/vote-for-talon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8008764502802048721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8008764502802048721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/vote-for-talon.html' title='Vote for Talon!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6921776759655176431</id><published>2010-11-03T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:03:39.869-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Elections</title><content type='html'>Ever since I went to TeenPact last year, I have been more and more interested in politics. It really is important for everyone to get involved. If we want to change this course that our country is going in, we have to do something. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I am not old enough to vote, but I will be next time (for presidential elections too)! Even though I am not old enough to vote, there are other things I can do. I have not done anything this year, but I am encouraged and have been paying more attention to politics. My friend does volunteer work for her representative and actually helped with his campaign. We don't have to be 18 to do that, and I really want to start participating in work like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the elections going on, I have been thinking a lot about this. Anyway, that is all I have to say for now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7746735116980588252-6921776759655176431?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6921776759655176431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/elections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6921776759655176431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6921776759655176431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/elections.html' title='Elections'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4178042013335690643</id><published>2010-11-03T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:04:07.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>I Can't Believe It!</title><content type='html'>I am trying out for a musical. Wizard of Oz is the next production at our theatre and after a few years of doing theatre and a semester of voice lessons, I have built up enough courage to audition. I am not expecting a certain part. I am just excited to possibly (I still have to audition) be a part of a musical because I know it will be fun no matter what. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give an update when I know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7746735116980588252-4178042013335690643?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4178042013335690643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cant-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4178042013335690643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4178042013335690643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe It!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6573655019822136891</id><published>2010-09-29T19:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:08:19.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;Hello. I thought I would pop in and give a little update on my life lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I turned 16! Yeah, never posted about that. I actually had a whole post about my birthday and growing up, but I accidentally deleted it! I have been 16 for a month now and it is so much fun! Life is so different now compared to just a few years ago. It is amazing the way people change; not just in appearance, but the way they think, respond and communicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;As little kids, it seemed we found joy in the little things. Everything was so fascinating! I just look at all the little kids around me and think "we should all be a little bit more like them." Yes, we must learn and mature. That is what comes with growing up, but at the same time if we do not take time to "stop and smell the roses" life is just going to pass on by and we will wonder were time went, and more importantly wonder what did we do with that time. If I could say one thing right now, it would probably be don't take life for granted. God can use you in mighty ways. Will you let Him? God can speak to you. Will you listen? Life is too short to not stop and just enjoy all the blessings God has gifted us with. This is pretty much what I had said in the blog I deleted. I didn't know if I would ever get around to this. =) A song that sums all this up is "The Way I Was Made" by Chris Tomlin. God speaks to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;through songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;(Here is a little excerpt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to live like there's no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to dance like no one's around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to sing like nobody's listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;Before I lay my body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to give like I have plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to love like I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to be the man I was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;I want to be the way I was made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;My birthday is right after school starts, so I had to continue in the busyness of school and have not been able to spend much time on here. School is amazing! I have A's in all my classes (including Chemistry and English at TCC)! This semester has been really good. I've been thinking a lot. I think it's impossible for me to stop. Once a thought pops into my head, my brain keeps rolling and there is no stopping it! Maybe some day soon I will share some of what is going on this head of mine...we have been having consistent worship nights with a bunch of people from school! That is always just the refreshment I need to go back out in the world and be a light in the dark. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Last piece of exciting news! I got my license!!!!! I drove home from babysitting by myself last night (the day I got my license). I was not nervous and it didn't really scare me. It is really fun and I am so excited that I finally got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Well, that's all for now. Have an AMAZING week. Be successful, and remember make the most of each day God blesses you with. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6573655019822136891?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6573655019822136891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6573655019822136891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6573655019822136891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-its-been-while.html' title='hello, it&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5155365869137943670</id><published>2010-09-03T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:34:26.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pullin' for Little Pullen</title><content type='html'>I am participating in the Great Strides walk for Cystic Fibrosis on October 2nd. This is an organization that raises money to search for a cure for Cystic Fibrosis. An extremely special friend of mine, Natalie Pullen, has a four month old baby, Talon Pullen, who was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis when he was four weeks old. In order to support/encourage their family I am doing a 6 mile walk with her. To the right is a link to my Great Strides profile. It explains more about their organization and leads you to a place where you can donate to the team "Pullin' for Little Pullen." This money goes to the research for Cystic Fibrosis. I would really appreciate your support, and I know they would too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5155365869137943670?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5155365869137943670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/09/pullin-for-little-pullen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5155365869137943670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5155365869137943670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/09/pullin-for-little-pullen.html' title='Pullin&apos; for Little Pullen'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4624428421155754675</id><published>2010-08-23T22:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:23:46.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>I Love The Way He Loves Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;In this first week of school, it has been so easy to complain about homework and how hard classes are going to be. When I notice that I am getting that way I try to turn my thoughts to the positive. My dad said it is a lot easier to be negative and complain than it is to be positive. Sadly that is true. Humans have a selfish nature, but that's why I am thankful for God's grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;This week hasn't been all bad. I am only in two classes (yet, it seems like 5) right now and am praying I can get into a schedule. I have still been able to see my friends and on Tuesday I got to go to NRH2O with the Minters. That definitely added a little fun to the week. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have also learned a lot this week. It's amazing how much God can teach you through little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have been dropped from my classes at TCC 2-3 times now due to the fact that my financial aid had not gone through. Honestly, I have been really frustrated. It hasn't stressed me out because I know whatever happens will work out for the best, but it is still frustrating and just has upset me. Since it was TCC's fault they put me back in my chemistry class and english class but they cannot add me to lab (because of safety rules I think). Class starts in a week. I am still not in the lab. We are checking everyday and praying it will open up. Yesterday I was just done with it. I did not want to deal with it and was just upset because nothing was working out. During church with my family the song "Your Grace Is Enough" played. I just started crying. I couldn't help it. I needed His grace in this situation and this song just hit the spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then "Free to Run" came on and I cried again. I have always loved this song, but yesterday it held a new meaning for me. Over and over I kept feeling God was saying "you are free to be yourself, you are free to live for Me the way I have called you, you are free." Not to overdo it, but seriously it was just freeing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;There are so many times I will be walking through a season in my life and I will hear a song that speaks to me. It not on accident. God knows what we need to hear. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last Friday we had a worship night. I am always refreshed there. Who wouldn't be after spending the evening going after God with a bunch of passionate teenagers?? It really is one of the best parts of my week! We all share what God is doing in our life and anything He speaks to us together. A lot of us were talking about how this first week of school has had us down. We were so ready for this week then we felt like we hit a wall. The enemy really knows what gets to us and how to frustrate us, BUT God is bigger than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Romans 8:31 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;If God is for us, who can be against us?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Really! I just love to think about that. That night we were able to share what God had been telling us when we started to get frustrated. We shared verses and I left encouraged. Although I am still not fond of the amount of classes/homework I will have, I know God is still good and will walk right along side me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;1 Peter 5:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" face="'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4624428421155754675?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4624428421155754675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-way-he-loves-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4624428421155754675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4624428421155754675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-way-he-loves-us.html' title='I Love The Way He Loves Us'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-3804638731653218763</id><published>2010-08-11T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:39:22.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>When one season ends, Another must begin</title><content type='html'>Summer is drawing to a close. The excitement and anticipation we all held just a few months ago is slowly fading. We really did make the most of this break though. This was one of the best summers I have ever had. They get better and better every year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it is hard to believe that it has been three months since school ended. In just 5 days we will be hopping into the busyness of homework and studying and classes. Time flies so quickly. I think you realize that more as you get older. I still sit here shocked that I will be in 11th grade. I remember so clearly my first day of third grade and thinking all those high school students were so big! Now I am one of those high school students and have been for a while. 2 years. That is all and I will be graduated.  Crazy, huh? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is going to be an adventure this year! I am excited. I love to learn. There are always days when I cannot wait for summer and cannot stand homework, but there is always something exciting about school to me. This year I have a pretty light load. Only 4 classes. I start at CAIA on Tuesday. I will be there two days a week. Tuesday and Thursday for Spanish 2 and Advanced Math. I start TCC duel credit classes on the 30th. I will be taking Chemistry on Monday and Wednesdays then English online. I am sure college classes will be quite the experience! I am so blessed because I have 2 friends in my chem class and 4 in english! I thought I would be on my own once I started college. Yeah, not possible with my friends. We are pretty much inseparable. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been an amazing summer and I am excited for this next season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-3804638731653218763?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/3804638731653218763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-one-season-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3804638731653218763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/3804638731653218763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-one-season-ends.html' title='When one season ends, Another must begin'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8413910724526648789</id><published>2010-07-25T23:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:15:47.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Random Excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Summer always has its slow times and busy times. I have spent most of my summer in a non stop blur of excitement. Therefore when I am able to catch a moment where I'm not going at 100 mph, I read or accomplish something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The past couple of weeks I have not sat down at all, but I have thoroughly enjoyed it. The Bailey's, our friends from Georgia, came for a week. When they are here we always have something to do. We just pulled out our ping pong table again, so entertainment was easy to find. We all love to play cards and games too. I baked a lot. I always find that fun, so the week could not have gotten much better. :P While they were here we invited lots of friends over and had a little party. We danced, played ultimate frisbee (my team didn't win, but I almost fainted on the last round because it was so hot!!), ping pong, cards, and just enjoyed being together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday (the day the Bailey's left) our theatre had its first annual Gala. It is a formal theatre event where actors/actresses are recognized and given awards. It was a huge success, especially for out first time. I'm so excited for next year. Everyone looked fancy. I am going to put the pics on Facebook and post one with all the "Rosie Award" winners on another post (I haven't uploaded them onto the computer yet). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;On Friday my younger brother, Ethan, tested for his low brown belt and passed. He is doing incredible in karate and lovin' it! =) It was a long tournament because so many people are testing but we had fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday we had the Messingers over. I think my parents have known them for a long time. I love their family! We played our new favorite game with them. If I posted what it was, you would want an explanation and it just wouldn't work so I am not even going to say what it's called. I guess you will just have to wait in suspense and play with us sometime. ;) We LOVE it though, and play so much. Nat and Doug come over a lot and play with us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today we went on a mini road trip to Eastwood (it is in east Texas, past Dallas). My dad found some land out there he liked. In the near future his dream is to own acres and acres of land with a big main house, and 5 mini cottages (there are 5 kids in my family, so each of us he would let choose the style and it would be "our" cottage). His plan is to use it for family reunions, weekend getaways, and to rent it out. It would be a really neat place for people to go on retreats, go for a simple family vacation, a girl's weekend, etc. He has been praying about it a lot. This is no small/cheap idea, but God for sure answers prayers and if this is something that my dad is supposed to do, God will provide. He always does. We for sure know a lot about that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, there is an update on my life and all the random excitement it has held!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8413910724526648789?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8413910724526648789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8413910724526648789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8413910724526648789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-excitement.html' title='Random Excitement'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4051018553140083890</id><published>2010-07-14T10:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:11:40.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Reading</title><content type='html'>1) "Meditating on the promises of God will strengthen you." Isn't that encouraging? That is the sixth chapter in a book I am reading called "Strengthening yourself in the Lord" by Bill Johnson. First of all, Bill Johnson is just cool. Secondly, I really recommend reading this book or any of his books. After I finish this one, I think I am going to read a Kris Vallotton book. We have a whole shelf of their books so I will have plenty of books to read. Here is a excerpt from the book I am reading that spoke to me today: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Defining ourselves by the Word of God requires that we constantly train our minds to think in agreement with that Word. This means we have to remind ourselves of His promises often. But don't stop there! Learn to &lt;i&gt;meditate&lt;/i&gt; on them. Like Mary, we must treasure them up and ponder them in our hearts (see Luke 2:19). While Eastern meditation tries to get people to empty their minds, biblical meditation focuses on our filling our minds-and our mouths-with the truth. Joshua 1:8 says, 'T&lt;i&gt;his book of the law shall not depart from your &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;mouth, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but you shall meditate in it day and night, that you may observe to do according to all that is written in it. For then you will make you way prosperous , and then you will have good success&lt;/i&gt;.' One of the definitions for the Hebrew word "meditate" is "to mutter." Meditating involves repeating the words God has said &lt;i&gt;out loud&lt;/i&gt;. As Joshua was told, this regular repetition of what God has said is the key to our ability to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; the Word."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is a long excerpt, but read it. It holds a lot of truth. I like how he compares eastern meditation, and how that is clearing your mind. But meditating, like the Word says, is filling your mind.  If we repeat the Word and have our mind full of the Truth, we will be strengthened. Also, the last line where it says "to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; the Word" made me smile because in my &lt;a href="http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-are-body.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; I had been talking about that being a Christian is an action, not a noun. We need to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;. Well, that's all about that book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) In the Word I am all over the place. My whole family is reading a proverbs every day for the month of July. I keep calling it 31 days of Proverbs. Today would be Day 14 or Proverbs 14. My mom suggested we pick out one verse from each chapter every day and meditate on that throughout the day. I am also writing that one verse down in a notebook. Then I am reading it, writing it, saying it, and thinking about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am reading through the gospels still. I am in Luke and it is taking me a while to get through it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I will just start reading in other random places too. It really is all good. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis - an extremely incredible book. It is a lot to take in. I cannot rush when I am reading it, so I make sure I have plenty of time. I think I am halfway through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) There are actually two other books I am reading, but they are kind of on hold. Generation Change by Zach Hunter. It is great, but I am more captivated by these other books. Also, I am still reading the Lost books by Ted Dekker. I am not liking it is a much as his other books but it is another piece to the puzzle that needs to be read. I am on Lunatic-the fifth of six, so only those two left then I can read the Paradise novels, which I think will be really interesting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly I am slipping out of the fiction/story literature and more into inspirational non-fiction books. The fiction books don't hold my attention as much because I want to be fed. I'm looking for food. I am hungry for more and you just don't find it in fiction as much. Don't get me wrong...I have read Ted Dekker and other fiction books that have taught me a lot. I love literature. Just right now, I am into spiritual growth books. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4051018553140083890?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4051018553140083890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-ive-been-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4051018553140083890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4051018553140083890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-ive-been-reading.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Reading'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5470016724250491833</id><published>2010-07-12T23:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:22:12.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>If We Are The Body</title><content type='html'>Today on the way home from a friend's house we were listening to &lt;a href="http://castingcrowns.com/?q=content/music"&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/a&gt;. I have heard many people say they don't like them (if it is their style, lyrics, whatever..i'm not sure), but to me their songs are straight truth, relevant, and can be heart breaking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was listening to one song "If We Are The Body", they ask many thought provoking questions. Questions that need to be asked. Questions that stump people. Why? Because there is no answer...no excuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of their songs on that first CD talk about the body of Christ doing their job, and what would happen if they really did. God has called us to live a life of high standards. We are not supposed to blend in with the world. We are not supposed to act like what has become normal. We are supposed to shine Jesus. Many wonder why people are hurt by the church or why people are not interested in "Christianity." It is because as Christians, as followers and disciples of Christ, we have not done our job. There are many people who &lt;i&gt;say&lt;/i&gt; they are Christians but if thats what being a Christian is really all about than I wouldn't be interested either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We aren't perfect. We are human and sadly we make decisions in the flesh that are not the way Jesus would act. That is why he died for us. We needed a Savior, someone that would humble themselves and die so we could be forgiven. Yes, I understand it is hard. I really want to be the person God created me to be. I so badly want to always respond in love and be a servant as if I was serving Jesus and not men because in reality I am. (Matthew 25:40-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Every time I want to do something out of selfish motivation I remind myself of this verse. I'm serving Jesus. I'm serving Jesus. I'm serving Jesus.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is probably what the deepest part of me yearns to do. Look like Jesus. Gateway Church is doing a series about your one prayer. We went to one of their prayer classes and it was focused on us going back to that one prayer that God has placed inside of us. When I prayed, it was a long run goal. My dreams....how I want that one prayer to unfold. I prayed that I would be a generation changer and I would see revival. As I listened to these songs today, I realized the reasoning behind those dreams and prayers. With everything inside of my spirit I want to be someone who looks like Jesus not Hannah Carrigan. When people see me I don't want it to be me they see but a disciple of Jesus, a child of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I want to see revival. I want to look different and be full of Joy no matter the circumstances. I want to see that in my generation, but it has to start with me changing and letting God mold me into looking like Him. I am restless with the fact that people are okay with living their life the way they do, the way many people in America and across the world live their life. It's sad. We are a broken bride. Wow...I could write a whole other post about that. I will later. There is a lot connected to it. =) Anyway, I am just ready to &lt;b&gt;be &lt;/b&gt;the church, be the body of Christ. It is not about a building. It is a verb, not a noun. An action. When Jesus preached, he did not only talk. He did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to look like Jesus. I want to act like Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5470016724250491833?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5470016724250491833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-are-body.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5470016724250491833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5470016724250491833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-are-body.html' title='If We Are The Body'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8313161057388052979</id><published>2010-06-28T13:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:32:48.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Get Ready For Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God is doing something. I can feel it stronger than I have before. God did something amazing in every heart of each person who attended Newbreed last week. He is preparing a generation who will step out with child like faith and not be ashamed to share about the saving love of Jesus. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As corny as it sounds, we really are a new breed. We are a unique generation and God &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is going to use us. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The dreams and passions God put in my heart about shining His light and changing the world are not silly. They are from Him. They are alive. And He ignited that fire last week that has been burning in me for a LONG time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The theme this past week was "ignite." The scripture was Deuteronomy 4:24, "For the LORD your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God." He is a consuming fire! Without fire, we won't reach our destiny. We have to be filled with the fire of God and we did just that last week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We were encouraged, taught, prophesied over. It was incredible! I experienced a deeper level in worship than I thought was possible. I am not afraid to jump around, clap my hands, raise my hands...anything. I was raised that way and I know there is freedom in worship. That is when we really connect with God. So I prayed that if there was a deeper level that God would take me there and He did. I encountered God. We encountered God. I can tell you that there is a group of young kids ready to take on the world. Ready to fulfill their calling. Ready to be used by God. I know I am. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The feeling that all of this brings is so strong. I don't want it to leave. I want it to be stronger. A group of my friends that went have already been talking about what we can do. We are ready to move into action. We can't just talk about what God has been doing and not show it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would hold on tight because God has something big in store and its coming soon. Get ready for revival. I can feel it as deep as my spirit goes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8313161057388052979?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8313161057388052979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/get-ready-for-revival.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8313161057388052979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8313161057388052979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/get-ready-for-revival.html' title='Get Ready For Revival'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2197512175465143200</id><published>2010-06-20T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:35:43.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>On the road again..</title><content type='html'>..and I can't believe it. Sometimes I feel like I am gone more than I am home. The camps I have been to have been incredible though and I would not change it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am leaving tomorrow (with a TON of my friends this time) to go to camp!! We are going to Newbreed (led by Mark Jobe...Kari Jobe as the worship pastor) Monday-Friday. This is my second year to go, and I know God has big plans in store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like to call it church camp because to me that doesn't explain it well enough. This is an intense youth conference. There is plenty of free time to play games and relax, but I enjoy the sessions even more. Last year, God used Newbreed majorly in my life. I learned a lot and went into a much deeper relationship with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited for all my friends that are going for the first time. They are in for a life changing week. I will let you know how it goes when I am back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2197512175465143200?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2197512175465143200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-road-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2197512175465143200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2197512175465143200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again..'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2725626177565652191</id><published>2010-06-16T15:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:05:45.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Sunburn</title><content type='html'>I am red and burnt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went swimming at the Pollocks yesterday and I spent my time laying out under the sun...reading. We were there for a few hours and I jumped in the pool to cool off a few times, but I was enjoying myself just relaxing...until...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night when something hit my legs. Or today when I took a shower and the water felt like it was pounding my shoulders and legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure it will all be over tomorrow. That is normally how it is for me...then I will be tan. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weird thing is...I am ready to go swimming again. All day I have been wanting to go to NRH2o. We had season passes a few years ago and I loved it. Plus on Wednesdays some of my favorite people are there! All of my little kids I love to babysit. I am gonna go with them one of these Wednesdays. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was kind of a boring day...I finished a book then had nothing to do. I have a project on hold...I am waiting on something before I can continue...so I can't work on that. I guess a day with nothing to do is okay sometimes...I like to &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; though...i'm not a good boring person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all for now. Have a wonderful hot summer day! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2725626177565652191?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2725626177565652191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunburn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2725626177565652191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2725626177565652191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunburn.html' title='Sunburn'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5803576905451190410</id><published>2010-06-07T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:44:48.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Our Most Faithful Producer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27xrbm9vI/AAAAAAAACus/9tWj-yn-0UU/s1600/SDC10996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27xrbm9vI/AAAAAAAACus/9tWj-yn-0UU/s320/SDC10996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480242783726270194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have had an abundance of blackberries! We pick enough to fill a gallon bag, and just a few days later there are tons more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27wwfp3KI/AAAAAAAACuk/DTEFXwZZ9VQ/s1600/SDC10997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27wwfp3KI/AAAAAAAACuk/DTEFXwZZ9VQ/s320/SDC10997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480242767905545378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have stuffed two sandwich bags already and given them to friends, and still had plenty, so......I made a pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27wT26izI/AAAAAAAACuc/qE6TZApSoM8/s1600/SDC10998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27wT26izI/AAAAAAAACuc/qE6TZApSoM8/s320/SDC10998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480242760218479410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It turned out fantastic, if I say so myself! As long as the plants keep on producing, I will keep on baking! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5803576905451190410?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5803576905451190410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-most-faithful-producer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5803576905451190410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5803576905451190410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-most-faithful-producer.html' title='Our Most Faithful Producer'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA27xrbm9vI/AAAAAAAACus/9tWj-yn-0UU/s72-c/SDC10996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2609259265502931393</id><published>2010-06-07T15:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:08:30.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>its definitely summer break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA1fvi6WncI/AAAAAAAACuU/flAjmJwlXNI/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA1fvi6WncI/AAAAAAAACuU/flAjmJwlXNI/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480141592009809346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer has been so much fun! I have been so busy, but home enough to get things done. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I did study. My friends and I sat there the whole time thinking "we should not be doing this. its summer." But sure enough it could not be helped...I had to study for the accuplacer, which I still haven't taken. I think this is the last week! Oh no! =) I also need to spend some time studying for the psat and sat, but I mainly want to get college testing out of the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the fun part...last Tuesday we had a sleepover birthday party for Grace. Almost every girl from school was there. It was crazy, but also our last time to all hang out before Grace's family moves to California for the summer. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I had an orthodontist appointment..no fun, but afterwards I hung out with friends and ended up spending the night with Portia that night. We had yummy chinese food and watched part of the first Lord of the Rings. I love being with Portia! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday morning we went to the cowboys stadium! That was so much fun! That night we saw the Triple Threat concert. It was amazing! My friends are so talented. :) Saturday night we had a graduation party for a friend who is one of 5 boys..I have grown up with their family my whole life and they are pretty much my brothers. Sunday we had a graduation party for my older brother, Hunter. I read my letter to him when everyone was saying something to him...I cried. I am going to miss him so much when he goes to college, but we still have the rest of the summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between all of that I have played lots of cards with my family. We love games. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be my busy week. Today I am home. It is actually nice. I have been sort of productive. :P I uploaded all my pictures from the stadium, cut a watermelon that has been in our fridge for a week (it is so sweet and delectable!), picked the strawberries and blackberries from our garden, watered the garden, and started dinner. I am probably making a blackberry pie tonight!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess that's enough for now...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2609259265502931393?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2609259265502931393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-definitely-summer-break.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2609259265502931393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2609259265502931393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-definitely-summer-break.html' title='its definitely summer break'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/TA1fvi6WncI/AAAAAAAACuU/flAjmJwlXNI/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5243949753201208365</id><published>2010-05-30T23:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:15:44.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TeenPact'/><title type='text'>Changing Lives To Change The World</title><content type='html'>That was the theme this year at &lt;a href="http://www.teenpact.com/?page=live-coverage-of-teenpact-national-convention"&gt;National Convention&lt;/a&gt;. (If you follow that link you can watch the live recording from the sessions. I don't know how long they will be up, but I really recommend Tuesday evening. They were all awesome!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TeenPact's goal is to effect the lives of this generation, so we can make a difference in our society; therefore, the reasoning behind the theme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1: Change starts here. They talked about change starting with ourselves and we have to change first before we can change others. It is so true and everything they had to say was encouraging. (This was Tuesday and the message that night was great. Aaron spoke and challenged us with questions like: Do we live as if were longing to be with our Savior? Would we be okay to go to a Heaven and have everything we wanted but Jesus not be there. He used a quote from John Piper and now I want to go read his books. Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable to think that people would actually be okay with that, but sadly it is true.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2: A Heart For Change. On Wednesday it was focused on our heart. Chad Warren spoke both morning and evening sessions. The big topic he covered was about us having idols in our life...from t.v. to making going to church an idol. Extremely good message! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: Effecting Social Change. Thursday we learned about being salt and light (Matthew 5). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4: Eternal Change. It was just the same as it sounds. I really encourage you to listen to the messages because me explaining it will not do it justice. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is  brief overview of what I learned this past week! We did lots of other fun activities too...small groups (we discussed what we had learned and did group competitions the last couple of days), Men at work with Will and Zach (a cooking show with two of the interns :P), afternoon news ("weather" report and "news" about events going on at National Convention), elections (This is a big part of NC. People run for president, vice president, senator, and representatives. They campaign and we run elections similar to presidential elections in the US.), and free time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an awesome week and am grateful to everyone who made it possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to see all my friends who were not able to be a part of TeenPact this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If you want to see pictures, check out facebook. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5243949753201208365?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5243949753201208365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/changing-lives-to-change-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5243949753201208365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5243949753201208365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/changing-lives-to-change-world.html' title='Changing Lives To Change The World'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8350271924483675071</id><published>2010-05-23T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:11:27.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter'/><title type='text'>I Can't Believe It!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Hunter graduated tonight. It came so soon. Rachel graduated 3 years ago and married two years later. I graduate in two years. Ashtyn two years after that. Ethan two years after her. My parents have one year in between each graduation for a break (seeing that no one gets married in that time...). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of tonight I will be packing, celebrating Hunter's graduation with family and a few really close friends, and spending as much time with Rachel and Joshua as I can. They leave Tuesday to move to California. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am leaving in the morning for National Convention. It is a camp that is opened up for the alumni of TeenPact state classes. I can't believe I am leaving again, but it will be a good experience. I will miss everyone. I hope you have a good week! I will be back Saturday and see everyone after that! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am off to finish packing as quickly as I can then go soak up the time I have left with my oldest siblings. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8350271924483675071?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8350271924483675071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8350271924483675071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8350271924483675071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe It!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2389633818796733859</id><published>2010-05-23T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:14:59.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>End of School Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Friday we celebrated the end of school and the beginning of summer! The Pollocks pulled together a swim party. We all had a blast and of course someone got thrown in...it wouldn't have been a pool party without that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKpCkExhI/AAAAAAAACoY/wucSe4Rv5os/s640/SDC10748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKpCkExhI/AAAAAAAACoY/wucSe4Rv5os/s640/SDC10748.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of the girls sat on the edge of the pool the whole time...the water was still pretty cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKfoUWHpI/AAAAAAAACnw/069O3b9emSc/s640/SDC10739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKfoUWHpI/AAAAAAAACnw/069O3b9emSc/s640/SDC10739.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan and Ashtyn :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKr6MHwMI/AAAAAAAACog/0f6kFAy4w-8/s640/SDC10754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKr6MHwMI/AAAAAAAACog/0f6kFAy4w-8/s640/SDC10754.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James attempting to jump into the float. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKZt2uT8I/AAAAAAAACo4/cD2uZPPj7fo/s512/SDC10732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKZt2uT8I/AAAAAAAACo4/cD2uZPPj7fo/s512/SDC10732.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethan diving over a noodle. Pretty nice action shot, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKV4I8bvI/AAAAAAAACnE/PLEq1rS3jxM/s640/SDC10728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKV4I8bvI/AAAAAAAACnE/PLEq1rS3jxM/s640/SDC10728.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2389633818796733859?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2389633818796733859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-school-bash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2389633818796733859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2389633818796733859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-school-bash.html' title='End of School Bash'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_mKpCkExhI/AAAAAAAACoY/wucSe4Rv5os/s72-c/SDC10748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-6803281078257832762</id><published>2010-05-23T12:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:46:04.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>I'm really good at setting goals, but not overcoming them. It has become more important to me to really spend time with God. I wake up in the morning and know I need to read my Bible and that is where the problem comes up. It shouldn't be a &lt;i&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;to, but a &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love my quiet time with Jesus...Spending time in the Word and learning more and more. I wake up in the morning, though, and I have to force myself to not roll back over or just get up and go on with busyness of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of saying my goal is to...I am going to purpose to wake up early (even though it is summer) and making time before anyone else wants my time or I get pulled into something else to read my Bible and dig into it every morning. I want to learn everything I can. I don't want to settle and just be okay with where  I am in my relationship with God. I want to always be going deeper and making His voice more recognizable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I say it is a goal (and don't accomplish it), I get disappointed that I didn't do it. My quiet time just needs to be purposeful then it will become more of a &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to and it will be part of just my life that is important to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this makes sense and not a lot of jumbled thoughts! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-6803281078257832762?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/6803281078257832762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6803281078257832762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/6803281078257832762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-4589020419775498206</id><published>2010-05-22T00:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:35:07.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best teacher ever'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>Leaving one season, moving onto the next. That's a good thing, right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never thought I would have a teacher who I loved so much and would be this hard to leave. Yesterday was my last day of class with Mrs. Minter. I have had her for the past three years in literature and could not have EVER asked for a better teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8-10 grade I experienced some amazing things. I grew a lot in these past few years. She contributed a lot to that. Every week in class she made me want to try harder, learn lots, and grow in my relationship with God. The light of Jesus just radiates off of her. I have two more years left in high school and I cannot imagine not having her as a teacher, but I know she has taught me well and I am ready to move on into the next season (college classes for dual credit). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly don't want to imagine what it will be like not seeing her every week. She is the sweetest person I have ever met and she is a huge blessing. I don't want to think about her not being a part of my life. Actually I am not going to because I am going to believe she will be. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, it was seriously bittersweet. I know it is a good thing. God has a plan for everything and His plan is best, yet it is extremely sad to say goodbye to the most wonderful teacher ever. I know God placed her in my life for a reason. I'll always love her and she will always hold a special place in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-4589020419775498206?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/4589020419775498206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/bittersweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4589020419775498206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/4589020419775498206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-2926572051511616843</id><published>2010-05-20T09:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:48:57.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>It's beginning to feel like summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_VLjtM9otI/AAAAAAAACmA/wlHNNrKQUqU/s1600/sun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_VLjtM9otI/AAAAAAAACmA/wlHNNrKQUqU/s320/sun.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473363998940177106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love summer! Although, we might be scorched in the sun at times, summer is amazing. So far, it has not been too hot. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday I was organizing my room. I was trying to clean out all of my school books, throw out papers I did not want, and get all my report cards together to write up my transcript so I can register for TCC duel credit classes, when Ash told me that mom said we could invite people over. I scrambled to finish my "summer room cleaning", take a shower, and pick up the house a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got everything done in perfect timing and we had about 6 friends come over. We hung out with Beth, Blake, Brandon, Jake, Alicia and Miranda from about 4-10 at the park and my house playing games and watching movies. It was really nice to have such a fun time and not have to be thinking about what I was going to have to catch up on for taking this "break." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up spending the night with Beth and staying up until about 2...We slept until 10:30 though! My body normally does not let me do that but it sure did feel good! Beth and I had an amazing time...all day we kept saying, "It's Wednesday and we don't have school. It's summer!" I think we just needed the reminder to keep having fun. We talked, talked some more, went to the pool(actually swam for a little bit-didn't go under the water though. It was still a bit too cold!), made a cake, talked again, and went to Charlie Brown practice. We talk a lot. =) It was a blast and I am really looking forward to all the fun things summer break holds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth and I were talking about things we could do this summer. We really want to go to the zoo, try to go to Six Flags, go to NRH2O (hopefully), and definitely swim at her neighborhood pool. Those are all things we can do in big groups so after I get back from being out of town next week, we are going to plan something! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-2926572051511616843?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/2926572051511616843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-beginning-to-feel-like-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2926572051511616843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/2926572051511616843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-beginning-to-feel-like-summer.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to feel like summer!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S_VLjtM9otI/AAAAAAAACmA/wlHNNrKQUqU/s72-c/sun.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8085113596917070583</id><published>2010-05-17T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:40:27.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>Summer is here and I am so excited! No more homework. Yay! I'm still trying to train my brain not to start planning out my homework for the next day as I lay in bed. It is so nice not have assignments waiting to be finished, classes to attend, late nights &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; little sleep. The late nights have not stopped, but I do not mind that much especially since I can sleep late. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first weekend of Charlie Brown was a success! They did amazing and I am having a blast working with all these amazing people. We still have one more weekend of performances coming up...get tickets if you haven't! It is hysterical and I know you will enjoy it. We have had great reviews from lots of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that school is out this musical has not been stressful. It makes for a busy weekend but I love doing it so its all good! We have one more literature class but that doesn't count. It does not stress me out and we are just watching Hamlet on Thursday. I have never seen it before so that's exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing exciting has happened in the last couple of weeks so I have not posted...boring, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I cannot say nothing! Natalie had her baby on May 5. That was awesome. Boswell Talon Pullen. Adorable. Cute. Precious. It doesn't even begin to explain how adorable he is. Seriously. I have not had a baby around in a long time and I love it. I love to cuddle and hold him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also had a blast having Natalie and Doug live across the street. They are so much fun and I love hanging out with them. I was talking to Natalie just a little bit this afternoon and really am blessed to have someone like her around. She is so sweet and I enjoy being with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for today. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8085113596917070583?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8085113596917070583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8085113596917070583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8085113596917070583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5737500776710622659</id><published>2010-04-30T23:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:33:19.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naps'/><title type='text'>Naps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;I took an 1.5 hour nap today. I rarely take naps. I think I got up too early for staying up past 2. It was fun and definitely worth it (I love hanging out with Natalie, Morgan, Noelle, Mom, Ash, and Grammy) but I was exhausted! I was woken up by 8 and I guess I just didn't sleep good enough. My nap made me more tired when I woke up but tonight I definitely was not as tired as I would have been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Tonight we had rehearsal for the end of the year recital at CAIA. I am not in it but I am working in the tech booth with Mrs. Anicia. We have two recitals tomorrow then we will be done with that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;I have two more weeks of school...plus one more literature class after that. Our last class though we get to watch Hamlet so that will be fun. One thing I am really happy about is we are not having a science final! Our fetal pig dissection will count as our final, which I am completely fine with. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;After school is over we have two weekends of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-good-man-charlie-brown.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; then I think my summer will actually begin. I'm excited for the break from school but my friends and I are definitely trying to plan stuff to be with each other all the time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5737500776710622659?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5737500776710622659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/naps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5737500776710622659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5737500776710622659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/naps.html' title='Naps'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5172476191774615147</id><published>2010-04-29T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:43:28.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>You're A Good Man Charlie Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:serif, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Please come see the Cottage Theatre's next production! It is so funny. I know everyone will enjoy. Little kids will probably even be able to sit through it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:serif, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:serif, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Who: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Center for Home Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;What: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt; (Musical Comedy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;When: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;May 13, 14, 15, 20, 21, 22 @ 7:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Where: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;The Cottage Theatre, 5733 Watauga Road, Watauga 76148&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Tickets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt; $10/$8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Reservations: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;817.281.2293&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Story:&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;It’s just an average day in the life of Charlie Brown. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Actually, it’s really a day made up of little moments picked from all the days of Charlie Brown, from Valentine's Day to the baseball season, from wild optimism to utter despair, all mixed in with the lives of his friends (both human and non-human) and strung together on the string of a single day, from bright uncertain morning to hopeful starlit evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Featuring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Bethany Ahles, Kaitlin Bledsoe, Ashtyn Carrigan, Ethan Carrigan, Elizabeth Chastain, Benjamin Coan, Christopher Coan, Grace Coan, Megan Daws, Brian Haywood, Miranda Kaplan, Emily King, Denton Latham, Alex Palla, Bradley Schuldt, Tanner Schuldt, Shelby Skomer, Alicia Sutton, Benjamin Vallance, Annie Vaughan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Crew: Hannah Carrigan, Maggie Monck, Kinsey Peresh &amp;amp; Jake Etheridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Directed by Anicia D. Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;For more information go to:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.centerforhomeeducation.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 84, 136); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: serif; color: blue; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;www.centerforhomeeducation.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5172476191774615147?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5172476191774615147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-good-man-charlie-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5172476191774615147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5172476191774615147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-good-man-charlie-brown.html' title='You&apos;re A Good Man Charlie Brown'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8801503392225933660</id><published>2010-04-29T21:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:37:38.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>TeenPact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's just one of those "you gotta be there" things. I can do my best to explain it and talk about some amazing times I had, but it will be nothing in comparison to what I actually experienced. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So TeenPact has state classes, which is what I went to. It is like a government leadership camp. We had homework involving government before. We had to write bills, analyze bills, memorize scripture, etc. It was a lot of work but totally worth it. I am not gonna lie...I really missed my friends. Even though they kept us busy I thought about them constantly and what we would be doing or what class would be next. They will just all have to go next year! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few different activities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer walks: We went around the capitol to places like the Peace Officers Memorial, the Justice of the Peace building, outside of the governor's office, the house, the senate, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Field Experiences: These were hands on activities. They want us to not just learn about it but DO it. We had a crossfire debate field experience one time. Sarah Pollock and I partnered up and we just had to debate something simple. Lots of fun!  We were taken into the House and Senate for one and told all these interesting facts. It was awesome. There were also more. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legislative Session: We would actually read bills and debate them...then see if they passed or failed. We had to use proper terms when asking question to the "lady" or "gentleman" in the "well". :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Committees: We were split up into five different committees at the beginning of the week. I was a part of Judicial. That is where we went through bills and decided if they would pass or fail before we actually brought them into the legislative session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had worship every morning and night. It was really good. The last night the presence of God definitely was there. He touched many people and it was a really sweet time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we did not have something on the schedule to do we could play games, hang out around the camp, play ultimate frisbee, canoe, etc. Lots of things to do! One afternoon Sarah, Blake, and I decided to go take a canoe trip....well thats what it turned into. We did not know there was a place we were not supposed to go past so we went on an adventure. We ended up coming close to a road...oops. They did not tell us we were not supposed to go past the curve in the river until after we got back. Im secretly glad they did not because we had tons of fun. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One part of the camp that really drew me in was the verse the guest director spoke on every night when we went back to the camp. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%2012:2&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Romans 12:2&lt;/a&gt;. It is my life verse. It has always been one of my favorites. I have it on a sticky note in my room. I have it memorized. I know I have a calling to be different. To stand out in the crowd just like Jesus did. This verse has been my motivation I guess...what I am following. He talked about the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%2012:1&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;first part&lt;/a&gt; too. We need to be completely sold out for Jesus. Our life should be a complete sacrifice for Him. Romans 12:1-2 are just really good life verses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That pretty much sums up my week...well I am leaving out a pretty important part. Our trip home. We we SO tired. We (Mrs. Spaun, Lydia, Mrs. Redwine, Blake and I. Sarah had dance rehearsal so her and her dad left earlier) left around 6 and stopped to eat. Then we really got on the road closer to 8. We talked and laughed and took a detour. Yeah that sounds about right. I think around 10...maybe before we were just delirious. We had an exhausting and fun week so we could not stop talking about it yet we were so tired that everything we said was funny. Mrs Spaun was in a car by herself :( but Mrs Redwine laughed right along with us. That was the end to an amazing week! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o764kxYqI/AAAAAAAACig/ORxjchJE9DE/s640/SDC10620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o764kxYqI/AAAAAAAACig/ORxjchJE9DE/s640/SDC10620.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o764kxYqI/AAAAAAAACig/ORxjchJE9DE/s640/SDC10620.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8H_T6h2I/AAAAAAAACjQ/eNYm-qCe2BI/s640/SDC10635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8H_T6h2I/AAAAAAAACjQ/eNYm-qCe2BI/s640/SDC10635.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8H_T6h2I/AAAAAAAACjQ/eNYm-qCe2BI/s640/SDC10635.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o702ipVbI/AAAAAAAACiU/wzrS3MvZpIo/s640/SDC10616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o702ipVbI/AAAAAAAACiU/wzrS3MvZpIo/s640/SDC10616.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o702ipVbI/AAAAAAAACiU/wzrS3MvZpIo/s640/SDC10616.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8XtRNMMI/AAAAAAAACkw/SXvBG4xPhX0/s640/SDC10669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8XtRNMMI/AAAAAAAACkw/SXvBG4xPhX0/s640/SDC10669.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8XtRNMMI/AAAAAAAACkw/SXvBG4xPhX0/s640/SDC10669.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8ACdHLwI/AAAAAAAACi0/ZEKTrqOBNig/s640/SDC10625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o8ACdHLwI/AAAAAAAACi0/ZEKTrqOBNig/s640/SDC10625.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7746735116980588252-8801503392225933660?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://teenpact.com/' title='TeenPact'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8801503392225933660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/teenpact.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8801503392225933660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8801503392225933660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/teenpact.html' title='TeenPact'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S9o764kxYqI/AAAAAAAACig/ORxjchJE9DE/s72-c/SDC10620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8515129005124091948</id><published>2010-04-19T05:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T05:11:58.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TeenPact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>On the road again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I have been really busy lately...I am just always busy during the school year. I had a slow weekend a couple of weeks ago and I was able to catch up on everything. Like I said, I missed a couple of posts in that busyness. Oh well! Life goes on. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;You will for sure not be getting any posts the next four days though. I am headed out to Austin for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://teenpact.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;TeenPact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;. I am going with Lydia and Mrs. Spaun, Blake and Mrs. Redwine, Sarah and Mr. Pollock. I am super excited and know I am in for an exciting and challenging week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I am going to miss everyone! I hope you have a good week! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8515129005124091948?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8515129005124091948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-road-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8515129005124091948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8515129005124091948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again....'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5129705456978112196</id><published>2010-04-17T10:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:37:48.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual walk'/><title type='text'>Living in the Supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;This morning during my quiet time God revealed a lot to me through one scripture. John 16:33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I was studying scripture, and this verse has always been one of my favorites, but it struck new meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;God said to pray His Kingdom come to earth. It is in the Lord's Prayer. In Matthew 3:2, it says "the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand." It is right there. It is available to us to walk in the supernatural where God's kingdom is here on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So while I was reading John 16:33 I started thinking more and more about it. I always had a "surface knowledge" of what it meant. Yes, we can have peace because Jesus came to earth and died for us. I think this scripture means more though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Because God sent His Son to earth to overcome the sins, stress, and sickness of this world, we can walk in complete wholeness and completeness with God. Jesus overcame the world so we do not have to "put up" with anything this world tried to use to slowly pull us away from God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We can choose to live in the supernatural. We can choose to look at sickness in the face and tell it to leave because Jesus overcame it. We do not have to let the wolrd overcome us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Just think what we could do if we all walked in that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I am still trying to figure out how to put it into words but there its is, the best I could do for now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-5129705456978112196?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5129705456978112196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-in-supernatural.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5129705456978112196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5129705456978112196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-in-supernatural.html' title='Living in the Supernatural'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-5300977723962643803</id><published>2010-04-17T10:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T04:44:38.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Yardwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I was going to do all these posts last weekend and I didn't. I wanted to post about Easter, then we had major Saturday work day, then a fun Saturday night. Yeah, none of that got posted. I totally forgot to post about my older sister's(Rachel) and my dad's b-day. March 28 was my dad's b-day and April 3 Rachel turned 20. Well happy birthday to them! Love you both! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of what kept us busy last Saturday and lots of work on other days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkEP91OMI/AAAAAAAAChQ/6At0BAV2lfQ/s1600/SDC10578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkEP91OMI/AAAAAAAAChQ/6At0BAV2lfQ/s320/SDC10578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461780103517518018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad turned music on and we got to work =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkEP91OMI/AAAAAAAAChQ/6At0BAV2lfQ/s1600/SDC10578.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkD8ZZVCI/AAAAAAAAChI/HFYbzN5162s/s1600/SDC10579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkD8ZZVCI/AAAAAAAAChI/HFYbzN5162s/s320/SDC10579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461780098264421410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkDS90e7I/AAAAAAAAChA/31t5zVDMVuY/s320/SDC10580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461780087142906802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our garden was over grown so dad and ethan mowed it out. We all pulled weeds and level out dirt. Then we put down black tarp to kill the grass so we don't have to keep mowing inside of he garden. Eventually we want to lay pebbles everywhere so it looks nice. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkD8ZZVCI/AAAAAAAAChI/HFYbzN5162s/s1600/SDC10579.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wje2Q5yrI/AAAAAAAACg4/_GiyuMEnC-4/s1600/SDC10583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wje2Q5yrI/AAAAAAAACg4/_GiyuMEnC-4/s320/SDC10583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461779460963027634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjeQW0AvI/AAAAAAAACgw/l0mDLs4ilfI/s320/SDC10586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461779450787267314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doug(our family friends living across the street) hauled a truck load of dirt from our friend's house and dumped it in the field next to their fence, tore the fence down and just shoveled dirt into their garden. We would just walk over there with buckets and grab some. I thought the whole set-up was pretty funny so I took a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjd1kP2DI/AAAAAAAACgo/ICCFMwpqoAU/s1600/SDC10587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjd1kP2DI/AAAAAAAACgo/ICCFMwpqoAU/s320/SDC10587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461779443595860018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy chasing London...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjdbK8rqI/AAAAAAAACgg/jkzqX7oFKPE/s1600/SDC10588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjdbK8rqI/AAAAAAAACgg/jkzqX7oFKPE/s320/SDC10588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461779436510424738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me and London :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjc1o7YgI/AAAAAAAACgY/giqSM0I11N8/s1600/SDC10593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wjc1o7YgI/AAAAAAAACgY/giqSM0I11N8/s320/SDC10593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461779426435621378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is finished for now! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7746735116980588252-5300977723962643803?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/5300977723962643803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/yardwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5300977723962643803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/5300977723962643803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/04/yardwork.html' title='Yardwork'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S8wkEP91OMI/AAAAAAAAChQ/6At0BAV2lfQ/s72-c/SDC10578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746735116980588252.post-8107074148547338646</id><published>2010-03-31T22:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:38:56.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Spring Break Part 2 - Camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a week long trip in Tennessee we headed to go camping! It was sunshiney and beautiful Friday. Saturday and Sunday were cold and rainy but we still had fun. Friday we celebrated Blake's birthday by having a huge football game, an egg toss, and ate dinner together then enjoyed cake and icecream. :) Saturday we watched movies and played cards and did other fun things in the camper. We did make it out to go on a bike ride. We bundled up and endured the cold. Lydia had a crash and we all prayed for her and carried her back on her bike...that was an adventure. She was okay about 30 minutes later! The weekend was so much fun and we can't wait to go again. It is definitely a fun group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76foDHwNVI/AAAAAAAACao/ULMZDMaKhoQ/s640/SDC10520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 273px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76foDHwNVI/AAAAAAAACao/ULMZDMaKhoQ/s640/SDC10520.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were watching a movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76gLnX8zJI/AAAAAAAACc4/XJuKLTuaBoE/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76gLnX8zJI/AAAAAAAACc4/XJuKLTuaBoE/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0170.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 235px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76gLnX8zJI/AAAAAAAACc4/XJuKLTuaBoE/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think his partner might have thrown the egg just a little too hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76gX-Y_8TI/AAAAAAAACdk/Vb8UahfaJoM/s512/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 374px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76gX-Y_8TI/AAAAAAAACdk/Vb8UahfaJoM/s512/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan, Lydia, Me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S7vfHPvo3iI/AAAAAAAACZQ/CRz4iS2tqiA/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0110.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 261px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S7vfHPvo3iI/AAAAAAAACZQ/CRz4iS2tqiA/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Pain is weakness leaving the body"....Lydia's quote all week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S7vfF69VecI/AAAAAAAACZE/WsUnwqP47fc/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S7vfF69VecI/AAAAAAAACZE/WsUnwqP47fc/s720/Fairfield%20State%20Park%20Camping%20Trip_0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7746735116980588252-8107074148547338646?l=hmcarrigan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/feeds/8107074148547338646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-part-1-camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8107074148547338646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746735116980588252/posts/default/8107074148547338646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hmcarrigan.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-part-1-camping.html' title='Spring Break Part 2 - Camping!'/><author><name>Hannah Carrigan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00496538559216384213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/SmZ0lOscvII/AAAAAAAABxA/F493Xpt5WOY/S220/SDC10990.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eYhCJz8JPN0/S76foDHwNVI/AAAAAAAACao/ULMZDMaKhoQ/s72-c/SDC10520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
