tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11180406022818173772024-03-13T03:45:02.658-04:00Frozen In TimeIm not a writer, but i don't like the sound of my own voice. So i right what i hear in my head. I am a photographer. I capture moments that make me smile,laugh,cry and even angry. I freeze time and study it. Over time it becomes my own, personal little moment, that i want everyone to be apart of.Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-60926694894222030102009-11-05T00:29:00.003-05:002009-11-05T00:34:48.955-05:00Rust-November<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj515AqZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/k-rSnTGEawI/s1600-h/IMG_6863.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj515AqZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/k-rSnTGEawI/s400/IMG_6863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400488748540537234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj5X4eeyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G0NfR3FupDM/s1600-h/IMG_6849.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj5X4eeyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G0NfR3FupDM/s400/IMG_6849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400488740485233442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj5JasnqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F1tGRpiInJs/s1600-h/IMG_6854.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SvJj5JasnqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F1tGRpiInJs/s400/IMG_6854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400488736602234530" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-14670123016520427382009-10-15T22:15:00.002-04:002009-10-15T22:23:34.453-04:00October<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYnrXAxBI/AAAAAAAAANw/6WCML6kO194/s1600-h/IMG_6196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYnrXAxBI/AAAAAAAAANw/6WCML6kO194/s400/IMG_6196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393017254965199890" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYnYlLaHI/AAAAAAAAANo/inSLy6UJg5w/s1600-h/IMG_6205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYnYlLaHI/AAAAAAAAANo/inSLy6UJg5w/s400/IMG_6205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393017249924343922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYm7obofI/AAAAAAAAANg/7DGiWgQTDFc/s1600-h/IMG_6220.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/StfYm7obofI/AAAAAAAAANg/7DGiWgQTDFc/s400/IMG_6220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393017242153361906" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-40581620868610577142009-10-02T13:23:00.002-04:002009-10-02T13:31:47.309-04:00Fall is lonely<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY35ZETsBI/AAAAAAAAANY/SCJFFyVCy8g/s1600-h/IMG_5827.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY35ZETsBI/AAAAAAAAANY/SCJFFyVCy8g/s400/IMG_5827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388055463316402194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY345k4s_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/8y07WpCxn4A/s1600-h/IMG_5851.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY345k4s_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/8y07WpCxn4A/s400/IMG_5851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388055454863111154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY34UjvYMI/AAAAAAAAANI/V5pBX-ZepUI/s1600-h/IMG_5705.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsY34UjvYMI/AAAAAAAAANI/V5pBX-ZepUI/s400/IMG_5705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388055444926193858" border="0" /></a>These photos would be better if i actually had subjects in them...Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-55256327491403862052009-09-30T13:52:00.003-04:002009-09-30T14:04:55.360-04:00Untitled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOdhnUxO7I/AAAAAAAAANA/CV8JtIqCrkU/s1600-h/IMG_5815.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOdhnUxO7I/AAAAAAAAANA/CV8JtIqCrkU/s400/IMG_5815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387322780082584498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcv_JJoRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/97d4d4bQ_FY/s1600-h/IMG_5515.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcv_JJoRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/97d4d4bQ_FY/s400/IMG_5515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387321927482843410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcvS8UN-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/oLrfkD1_rbc/s1600-h/IMG_5587.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcvS8UN-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/oLrfkD1_rbc/s400/IMG_5587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387321915617851362" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcvMOVCtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ykPvidcA274/s1600-h/IMG_5620.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOcvMOVCtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ykPvidcA274/s400/IMG_5620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387321913814354642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Life goes on.</span><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-4751784437472457822009-09-30T13:46:00.002-04:002009-09-30T13:51:58.001-04:00Once<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOaGK1HmEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Cklz1bnQISY/s1600-h/IMG_5455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOaGK1HmEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Cklz1bnQISY/s400/IMG_5455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387319010042288194" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Twice<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOaFi_NMYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/g_r51jDkasE/s1600-h/IMG_5408.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SsOaFi_NMYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/g_r51jDkasE/s400/IMG_5408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387318999347179906" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Three times _____<br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-1341285036216159432009-09-17T13:50:00.003-04:002009-09-17T14:02:05.896-04:00Thursday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SrJ5Qg1ZcqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hBeUG7kMhXQ/s1600-h/IMG_4878.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SrJ5Qg1ZcqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/hBeUG7kMhXQ/s400/IMG_4878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382497829259932322" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wish i could be proud of everything that I've done.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">To be able to look at my past and smile</span>.<br />-November 29th 2007-<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SrJ5RU9HaAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yuxd1CznGUM/s1600-h/IMG_5307.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SrJ5RU9HaAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yuxd1CznGUM/s400/IMG_5307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382497843250948098" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-69445270961301644492009-09-02T15:32:00.002-04:002009-09-02T15:52:25.998-04:00Tossed and Tumbled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K7iR3myI/AAAAAAAAAMA/i3U1axQ4c5E/s1600-h/IMG_4936.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K7iR3myI/AAAAAAAAAMA/i3U1axQ4c5E/s400/IMG_4936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376958129289796386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K60rp9QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0v2tZACQu0U/s1600-h/IMG_5012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K60rp9QI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0v2tZACQu0U/s400/IMG_5012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376958117049922818" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K6UQDtNI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yt1UwiNRTVc/s1600-h/IMG_4975.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K6UQDtNI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yt1UwiNRTVc/s400/IMG_4975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376958108344235218" border="0" /></a><br />Have you noticed my sleepless nights?<br />I sit in the dark, tug and toss.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">My mind is stagnate on one thought.</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K5jxLr7I/AAAAAAAAALo/2T3jcJ_Ekew/s1600-h/IMG_4993.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sp7K5jxLr7I/AAAAAAAAALo/2T3jcJ_Ekew/s400/IMG_4993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376958095329832882" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-34248232458197651092009-08-27T16:57:00.003-04:002009-08-27T17:14:45.635-04:00Life's simplicity<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb12LgU1WI/AAAAAAAAALI/d5-ZpIg_c_k/s1600-h/IMG_4748.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb12LgU1WI/AAAAAAAAALI/d5-ZpIg_c_k/s400/IMG_4748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374753516463379810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb12qNbpEI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QSaBsdUyZoQ/s1600-h/IMG_4767.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb12qNbpEI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QSaBsdUyZoQ/s400/IMG_4767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374753524705633346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb13AtYPEI/AAAAAAAAALY/BAW43PbMp78/s1600-h/IMG_4861.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb13AtYPEI/AAAAAAAAALY/BAW43PbMp78/s400/IMG_4861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374753530745207874" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb13ppmMDI/AAAAAAAAALg/JKDmuO2nWmw/s1600-h/IMG_4788.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Spb13ppmMDI/AAAAAAAAALg/JKDmuO2nWmw/s400/IMG_4788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374753541735198770" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"God, my shepherd! I don't need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quite pools to drink from.<br />...<br />Your beauty and love chase after me every day of my life. I'm back home in the house of God for the rest of my life."<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">(Psalms 23:1-3 and 23:6)</span><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-50340542433381188982009-08-21T00:34:00.001-04:002009-08-21T00:38:39.162-04:00Numb<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/So4kF5DxT-I/AAAAAAAAALA/y12PD8HZQQw/s1600-h/IMG_4655.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/So4kF5DxT-I/AAAAAAAAALA/y12PD8HZQQw/s400/IMG_4655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372271089134161890" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Even my own words don't keep me company.</span>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-45957728043585772342009-08-02T17:04:00.003-04:002009-08-02T17:11:09.588-04:00I smile for everyone to see<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SnYAWHR3HcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ff-3iozlVm8/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SnYAWHR3HcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ff-3iozlVm8/s400/IMG_4210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365476385969610178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;">Don't let the fear of others keep you from having the time of your life.<br />Hold your head high and make life happen.<br /></span></div><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-40419913159085024962009-07-20T16:17:00.003-04:002009-07-20T16:36:36.298-04:00Therefore, men revere Him<div style="text-align: center;"> Then the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Lord</span> answered Job out of the storm. He said:<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Who is this that darkens my counsel with words without knowledge? Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.<br /><br />"Where were you when i laid the earth's foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off it's dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were it's footings set, or who laid it's cornerstone-<br />while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?<br /><br />"Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb, when i made the clouds it's garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when i fixed limits for it and set it's door and bars in place, when i said 'This far you may come and no farther; here is where you proud waves halt'?<br /><br />"Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn it's place, that it might take the earth by it's edges and shake the wicked out of it? The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; it's features sand out like those of a garment. The wicked are denied their light, and their upraised arm is broken.<br /><br />"Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth?<br />Tell me, if you know all this."<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">- Job 38:1-18<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SmTUdpLRSEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/f5OPx5bv3kQ/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SmTUdpLRSEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/f5OPx5bv3kQ/s400/IMG_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360643062212151362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-11146941369875509972009-07-20T14:31:00.004-04:002009-07-20T16:36:58.216-04:00Who is in control?<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SmTLAsDao9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cz_7cmvlNk0/s1600-h/IMG_3580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SmTLAsDao9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cz_7cmvlNk0/s400/IMG_3580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360632669163660242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">We often struggle to rationalize when comprehension eludes us. We seek strength in ourselves and in others when our only true hope for strength and control lies in something bigger than ourselves.</span><br /><br />Like a child who is cared for by a parent, neither are we in immediate control of our lives.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Our hope and trust rests in Him</span>.<br /><br />-<span style="font-size:85%;">Luke Davidson</span><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-34853854008144841952009-06-25T02:34:00.002-04:002009-06-25T02:46:40.771-04:00The soloist<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbPle7YSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LdeDlHpSTU0/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbPle7YSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LdeDlHpSTU0/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150736820101410" border="0" /></a>Who are we to judge someone's solo?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbPzokVXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qi5W-k3B_Mg/s1600-h/IMG_2810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbPzokVXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qi5W-k3B_Mg/s400/IMG_2810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150740618630514" border="0" /></a>Do we dare question the rhythm of their heart?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbQNgNpUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oUIxOvheLOM/s1600-h/IMG_2901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SkMbQNgNpUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oUIxOvheLOM/s400/IMG_2901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150747562911042" border="0" /></a>Or the love of their hands?<br /></div><br />My God created with an open mind. We are the one's to small to comprehend...Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-18050095577504924012009-06-18T14:02:00.006-04:002009-06-18T14:23:53.176-04:00Where the river leads<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCrsLWiKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mbGz8xDr66o/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCrsLWiKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mbGz8xDr66o/s400/IMG_2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348731194560645282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCsHJmwaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8T_-v9_vfcM/s1600-h/IMG_2351.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCsHJmwaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8T_-v9_vfcM/s400/IMG_2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348731201801077154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCsmdtJAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G4aAQA_t_Kw/s1600-h/IMG_2317.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqCsmdtJAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G4aAQA_t_Kw/s400/IMG_2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348731210206880770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sometimes you just have to pack up and go...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Not knowing what is in the future...</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />To adapt...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />And overcome...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqEdcXHh8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/rGXJGKMaEgg/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SjqEdcXHh8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/rGXJGKMaEgg/s400/IMG_2366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348733148820113346" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-45550635311475869142009-05-21T23:15:00.003-04:002009-05-21T23:41:16.067-04:00What's your donkey?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/ShYZU-Ts1GI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dMn7gCbhO_k/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/ShYZU-Ts1GI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dMn7gCbhO_k/s400/IMG_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338482256408007778" border="0" /></a><br />One of my favorite bible stories is the one in Numbers 22:21-34. Ya know, the one where an Angel of the Lord with sword in hand stood in the path of Balaam on his donkey? The donkey would not pass because she saw the Angel, and eventually, laid down. Balaam was so mad, he beat her to get her to move. So the Lord opened the donkeys mouth....oh you'll just have to read the rest yourself!<br />What's my point? That the Lord uses all of his creation to speak to us, AND to save our lives.<br /><br /><sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-4408" class="versenum" value="32">32</sup><span style="font-style: italic;"> The angel of the LORD asked him, "Why have you beaten your donkey these three times? I have come here to oppose you because your path is a reckless one before me. </span><sup style="font-style: italic;" class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-4408c%22" title=""See">"</sup><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-4409" class="versenum" value="33">33</sup><span style="font-style: italic;"> The donkey saw me and turned away from me these three times. If she had not turned away, I would certainly have killed you by now, but I would have spared her."</span>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-48268230948663772422009-05-13T14:29:00.004-04:002009-05-13T14:47:13.139-04:00Creator<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> When was the last time we <span style="font-style: italic;">looked up</span> and realized how small we are?</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsTz5lHG1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jDr06vZ37vo/s1600-h/IMG_1663.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsTz5lHG1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jDr06vZ37vo/s400/IMG_1663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335379965901216594" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: arial;">When was the last time we thought how all of <span style="font-style: italic;">this is for us?</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsTzqUjFQI/AAAAAAAAAII/DZSGl0LaSUM/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsTzqUjFQI/AAAAAAAAAII/DZSGl0LaSUM/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335379961805214978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">My God is bigger than all seven oceans...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">and all the <span style="font-style: italic;">heavens</span>.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0ILgvAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ubJE-OO7GG0/s1600-h/IMG_1695.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0ILgvAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ubJE-OO7GG0/s400/IMG_1695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335379969820376066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0NzTB8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/CS0tSgDVGoo/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0NzTB8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/CS0tSgDVGoo/s400/IMG_1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335379971329427394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">My God can <span style="font-style: italic;">never</span> be contained...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0eMRj1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZcbqNBem_PY/s1600-h/IMG_1576.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgsT0eMRj1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZcbqNBem_PY/s400/IMG_1576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335379975729155922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-31075319650178775242009-05-07T20:20:00.002-04:002009-05-07T20:36:40.312-04:00i-65<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgN7cIHH9oI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5FtzICpxH8Y/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgN7cIHH9oI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5FtzICpxH8Y/s400/IMG_1533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333242106880718466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgN7cavFHZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_b0DUskUlFM/s1600-h/IMG_1548.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SgN7cavFHZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_b0DUskUlFM/s400/IMG_1548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333242111880142226" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family: courier new;">I am destined to always be on the road...</span><span style="font-family: courier new;"><br /><br /></span>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-31632388551158050362009-05-04T13:19:00.002-04:002009-05-04T13:25:12.187-04:00Little child eyes<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >When life is young, the world seems so much smaller. But every detail is noticed;<br />and a hug means more than a friendly hello...or goodbye.<br /></span></span> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sf8kkuKxUwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/wBGLeBp9--4/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sf8kkuKxUwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/wBGLeBp9--4/s400/IMG_1382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332020697117053698" border="0" /></a>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-17155099256792024522009-04-27T20:00:00.002-04:002009-04-27T20:05:39.103-04:00Don't let me go<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SfZHel1xcvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/loaOZQaIaGE/s1600-h/IMG_7145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SfZHel1xcvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/loaOZQaIaGE/s400/IMG_7145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329525799918858994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Empty.</span></span>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-442356856433568992009-04-17T23:21:00.002-04:002009-04-17T23:28:34.920-04:00Self titled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SelHrHKenpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kTko3BLWY60/s1600-h/IMG_1014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SelHrHKenpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kTko3BLWY60/s400/IMG_1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325866840325267090" border="0" /></a>I think this photo can be anything anyone wants it to be. So i leave it up for discussion, and for your own little imagination to drift away with the clouds.....<br />What does it show you?<br /><br />-It was such a lovely day, everything was just turning green. But i can't help but notice the tinge of sadness in this photo; a content sadness.-Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-79188214851781137362009-04-08T17:17:00.003-04:002009-04-08T17:26:10.098-04:00In precious memory<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sd0UnRTERNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/W6hS7ehRrgY/s1600-h/PIcture+%28373%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sd0UnRTERNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/W6hS7ehRrgY/s400/PIcture+%28373%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322432999512622290" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">May the angels rejoice at your return,<br />and the Lord's embrace give you peace.<br /><br />You served with love,<br />and shall always remain in our hearts.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">With all my love, i say good bye.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>4-8-09<br />Jeannette Scherzinger<br />My great grandmother.<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /></span></span></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-28556573341433271732009-03-31T14:14:00.003-04:002009-03-31T14:34:55.498-04:00accidental perfection<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SdJeHaeDexI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dzNxmsyVK1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/SdJeHaeDexI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dzNxmsyVK1Y/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319417591335451410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">For a while i didn't know what it was that attracted me to this picture. There is nothing special about it. It's grainy, too dark, and the focal point is all weird due to the giant black angle [bridge] crossing the photo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">But my eye always kept coming back to it.<br /><br />After staring at it for way to long the simple answer came to me; the photograph is fully Me.<br />It is everything i am, wish i was, or could ever hope to be. Far from perfect, yet what i believe to be captivating. The moodiness that comes from the rolling clouds and the warmth you feel when you look at the sun. It's simple; no color. Yet full of emotion.<br /><br />This photo was a complete accident, from my lack of paying attention to the giant bridge ahead. I just wanted to get a snap of the sunset.<br /><br />Who said good things don't come out of accident?<br /></span></span></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-29390841725655413152009-03-16T19:53:00.005-04:002009-03-16T20:06:00.572-04:00Call it what you want<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7nok4TvkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/axSxebvNwJE/s1600-h/IMG_9930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7nok4TvkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/axSxebvNwJE/s400/IMG_9930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939294624398914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Vastness<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7noYl5QxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C8TRzLD8oLw/s1600-h/IMG_9887.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7noYl5QxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/C8TRzLD8oLw/s400/IMG_9887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939291325940498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Loneliness<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7ooMxH6XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cYEGbndTzhU/s1600-h/IMG_9717.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sb7ooMxH6XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cYEGbndTzhU/s400/IMG_9717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313940387663440242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Emptiness<br /></span>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-22500307996353138972009-03-12T12:34:00.003-04:002009-03-12T12:40:26.893-04:00The value of my friend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sbk6SDqLB1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7XbNbPUe8qI/s1600-h/IMG_9773.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sbk6SDqLB1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7XbNbPUe8qI/s400/IMG_9773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312341317354456914" border="0" /></a><br />Sometimes, all we need is a friend to show us what we truly care about. Only then will our eyes glisten.<br /><br />Often, we just need our friends to grab our hand to say "Jump, i'll come with you".<br /><br />Maybe, the friend will point out all your flaws. So you can love them.Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118040602281817377.post-75946373246103988202009-03-12T12:30:00.002-04:002009-03-12T12:33:26.582-04:00Wish you were here...<div style="text-align: right;">Uh huh, YOU.<br />Because it's such a lovely day,<br />and i bet with you being here<br />we could make it fantastic.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sbk5DXZUGGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Xmw0IOt9Q_E/s1600-h/IMG_9804.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYLC8wuGzgc/Sbk5DXZUGGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Xmw0IOt9Q_E/s400/IMG_9804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312339965442791522" border="0" /></a>...at least think about it.<br /><br /></div>Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02893391396981022490noreply@blogger.com0