<?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-2130609574107182278</id><updated>2011-12-02T11:16:54.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Baker's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a little rambling about everything in particular...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8271312309211716184</id><published>2011-12-02T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:16:54.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry for a Snowy Day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Forgetfulness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;By: Billy Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(One of my favorite modern poets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The name of the author is the first to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;followed obediently by the title, the plot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;which suddenly becomes one you have never read,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;never even heard of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to a little fishing village where there are no phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and even now as you memorize the order of the planets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever it is you are struggling to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it is not poised on the tip of your tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has floated away down a dark mythological river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;whose name begins with an L as far as you can recall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;well on your own way to oblivion where you will join those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;who have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No wonder you rise in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8271312309211716184?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8271312309211716184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-for-snowy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8271312309211716184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8271312309211716184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-for-snowy-day.html' title='Poetry for a Snowy Day :)'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7401714500759790137</id><published>2011-09-27T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:28:11.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me"</title><content type='html'>The title of my blog post is my prayer for the next several weeks.  With school, ministry, various responsibilities, work, etc.  life can be a little hectic.  I don't mean to complain.  In fact, I'm a very blessed individual:  I am receiving a wonderful education.  I have a job.  I am blessed with Godly friends.  I have a fabulous family (who I love and miss).  I am blessed with a wonderful church.  The list goes on.  Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got back from church (which is approximately 40-45 minutes away) and I felt so burdened down from the cares of life.  Not only did my body feel it, but my heart felt it, as well.  Weekends are generally my time to relax and sleep (a lot), but I haven't really had one of those this school year.  So, as a result of my weariness, I immediately went to bed and for some reason I couldn't sleep.  I was kept awake thinking about my day, about everything that the next day holds, about things that bother me, about things that don't bother me, about life.  Generally, when I'm like this, I'll chat with RaeLyn (until she gets tired of my rambling) and get it out my system.  Unfortunately for me, RaeLyn was asleep and I decided to "chat" with God instead.  He was probably the first person I should have "chatted" with, anyways.  Not only did He bring peace to my troubled heart, but He gently (as He always does) chided me for not coming to Him with all of my various worries/troubles/frustrations in the first place.  I am SO comforted and amazed at how God desires that we take every single thing (no matter how petty or how big) to Him to take care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand that this post hasn't been all that deeply theological or profound.  But, I don't care.  I am resting in God's guidance and I'm so glad that He governs my life.  I have found happiness, contentment, peace, purpose, and rest in Him.  I wish that everyone could know my Heavenly Father as I do.  It is my prayer that each member of my family, each friend, and every acquaintance will come to know Him as their personal Savior and Lord.  Oh, what a difference it makes in day-to-day living! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Jesus, Savior, pilot me&lt;br /&gt;Over life's tempestuous sea;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown waves before me roll,&lt;br /&gt;Hiding rock and treacherous shoal.&lt;br /&gt;Chart and compass come from Thee:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Savior, pilot me."&lt;br /&gt;                               -Edward Hopper/John Gould&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/2130609574107182278-7401714500759790137?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7401714500759790137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/jesus-savior-pilot-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7401714500759790137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7401714500759790137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/jesus-savior-pilot-me.html' title='&quot;Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me&quot;'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8242882309807173175</id><published>2011-09-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:30:43.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"In the Middle of the Crazy..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rs6C9vHCR4/TmjfLAOugFI/AAAAAAAAASI/auH4LjPImM0/s1600/Labor%2BDay%2BWeekend%2B-CB%2B004.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/-9Rs6C9vHCR4/TmjfLAOugFI/AAAAAAAAASI/auH4LjPImM0/s320/Labor%2BDay%2BWeekend%2B-CB%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650011112669610066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Ralph, Diane, and I watching the fireworks... Yes, poured...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hXyJn3c4ao/TmjfKtEthCI/AAAAAAAAASA/eDX7g6zEIaY/s1600/Labor%2BDay%2BWeekend%2B-CB%2B003.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/--hXyJn3c4ao/TmjfKtEthCI/AAAAAAAAASA/eDX7g6zEIaY/s320/Labor%2BDay%2BWeekend%2B-CB%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650011107527328802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Diane and I hanging out on the Serpentine Stairs during the Labor Day fireworks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow.  It feels like I haven't posted in forever.  As my title suggests, I feel that I am smack-dab in the middle of the crazy.  With another school year under way, among other things, life seems to be hitting me square in the face.  Although, I have to admit that I am loving a routine and a steady, consistent schedule.  Summer had a way of shaking things up and making me feel like I was living in a scramble of a sort. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the seasons, I am SO excited to announce that autumn has embraced our campus with arms extended!  I have been looking forward to this season for quite some time and have even made some pretty wild conclusions about how autumn will relate to my relational life.  Such as:  I just KNOW I will fall in love in the Fall, I want to get married in the Fall, and Fall just seems to be the perfect time to.... relate.  Haha!  RaeLyn calls me crazy, but I really feel that Autumn is a magical time....  Take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that being said, school is going great.  I have been enjoying my classes and am feeling that this year will be a good one. :)  I hope, anyways.  My good friend, Cheryl, is one of  my teachers... so, that is a new experience for me.  But, she is a wonderful teacher and I have enjoyed her tutelage.  A new year also brings new friends and I'm thankful for those with whom I've already bonded with.  It's great to know that I will always have someone to rely on in rough (and even pleasant) times.  God is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was Labor Day and in Cincy, that means a festivities galore.  Personally, I was privileged to hang out with some good friends.  Diane's brother, Ralph, decided to visit Cincinnati for the long weekend and it was a hanging out with the two of them.  We visited Findlay market, perused various ethnic restaurants, hung out at the mall, and watched the famous Labor Day fireworks at Riverfront.  Needless to say, it was a very enjoyable weekend and it was a fabulous break from schoolwork. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of what has transpired over the past few weeks, I have once again been struck by the realization that I am a very blessed individual.  I have been given so much.  May I always remember to thank the One that has bestowed such bountiful measures upon me.&lt;/div&gt;&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/2130609574107182278-8242882309807173175?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8242882309807173175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-middle-of-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8242882309807173175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8242882309807173175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-middle-of-crazy.html' title='&quot;In the Middle of the Crazy...&quot;'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rs6C9vHCR4/TmjfLAOugFI/AAAAAAAAASI/auH4LjPImM0/s72-c/Labor%2BDay%2BWeekend%2B-CB%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1668739272144975903</id><published>2011-08-08T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:34:13.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About</title><content type='html'>I saw this quote on a friend's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest enemy of the best is not the worst – but the good." - Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to consider, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1668739272144975903?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1668739272144975903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-to-think-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1668739272144975903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1668739272144975903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5266101724427294885</id><published>2011-07-25T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T19:24:35.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Farewell</title><content type='html'>Summer.  The name seems to fit the season.  Two syllables.  Brief.  Summer for me means a lot of things.  As a child who was reared in a Holiness home, it means youth camp.  As a college student, it means working long hours.  As a socialite, it means missing those who have gone to various places called home.  But, right now, it means peacefulness.  Summer is my favorite season.  I love sunshine.  I love warmer temperatures and gardens.  I love going barefoot, staying up late for no reason, and grilling out.  I'll never forget my summers as a child.  We lived in Joliet, IL and my daddy would stay outside with us as we snatched up each available minute given to us before bedtime.  Then, if we listened carefully, we could hear the cicadas and birds settle their selves for the evening.  The cool night air caressed my skin.  The stars would begin to pop out across the panel of sky and the neighbors would shut their garages and corral their tykes inside.  Sometimes (if we were lucky), my knowledgeable daddy would point out the various constellations and we would spend precious moments gazing into the night sky.  Ahhh... How I loved those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These evenings remind me of our summer camping trips as a child.  We've been to several different states and camping always seemed to be a natural part of our vacations.  Mom would tell us stories around the campfire and keep us in line. Daddy would pitch the tent(s) and "boyscout" the week out.  We've had s'mores, fire-baked apples, eggs, bacon, and a bunch of other typical camping foods.  Ahh...  Sadly, I feel that those days are behind us... but they sure are happy memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of my ramblings.  Summer 2011 is almost over for me.  How I will miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-5266101724427294885?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5266101724427294885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/summers-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5266101724427294885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5266101724427294885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/summers-farewell.html' title='Summer&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-446817996020668431</id><published>2011-07-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T09:17:02.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radical by David Platt</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aoicm4wnQ4c?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-446817996020668431?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/446817996020668431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/radical-by-david-platt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/446817996020668431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/446817996020668431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/radical-by-david-platt.html' title='Radical by David Platt'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aoicm4wnQ4c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6537454237202621336</id><published>2011-07-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:53:19.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On This Tuesday Evening....</title><content type='html'>On this Tuesday evening, I am pondering today and the events that it held.  Let me fill you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, I started a new job.  A babysitting job.  Needless to say, I'm so thankful that my parents raised me to think of others before myself and to always put God first.  Ha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating applesauce for breakfast and nothing else until 7:00 P.M. is always a bad idea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love friends who so sweetly share their pizza (Ahem... Tiffany Barr!) WITH feta cheese.  Love 'em.  I do, I do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Landscapers are creepy.  Period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a firm believer in air conditioning.  (Everywhere I go... There is warm, humid air!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiff has someone coming to look at her hamsters tonight!  It's oddly exciting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dread dramatic changes that may or may not change my near future.  They make my palms sweaty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a big tan.  It's nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's it.  Today has been weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-6537454237202621336?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6537454237202621336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-this-tuesday-evening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6537454237202621336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6537454237202621336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-this-tuesday-evening.html' title='On This Tuesday Evening....'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1653863910787229611</id><published>2011-07-07T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:03:10.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Experiment in Obedience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I read a book recently that told the story of a girl who prayed for her life to be an experiment in obedience.  At first, I didn't think too much about it, but as I continued reading her story, it told of her many afflictions and burdens that she bore.  For an average person, they were quite numerous, but always handled with a positive attitude and she simply obeyed God's plan for her life.  As I finished the book, I was convicted.  Deeply convicted.  I haven't gone through anything too life-shattering and still have found reasons to doubt, to grumble and complain, and (yes) to worry.  All of these attack obedience.  They interfere with a simple, obedient "yes" to God.  With this being said, I want, with all of my heart, to be an experiment in obedience to God and His plan for my life.  Although I may not understand or even like every decision that He may make for me, I'll trust Him. "The joy of the Lord is my strength." Nehemiah 8:10  "He is my light and salvation, whom shall I fear?" Psalm 27:1  "He who has begun a good work in you will be faithful to complete it."Philippians 1:6  &lt;/span&gt;I want to be a woman that is fully surrendered to the will of God and be obedient to do anything for Him.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As in the words of Moody, "By God's grace, I'll be that [wo]man!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1653863910787229611?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1653863910787229611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/experiment-in-obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1653863910787229611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1653863910787229611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/07/experiment-in-obedience.html' title='An Experiment in Obedience'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-9108502093401355614</id><published>2011-06-08T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:44:01.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy, This is for You!</title><content type='html'>My dear, wonderful Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;Since I was a small girl, I've always been told that I closely resemble you. When little, old ladies examined each of us children, they were quick to respond that I had your features and personality. Although, I could've cared less at the time, I have to say that I am proud to have your features and senguine personality! Now, that I'm older (and hopefully a tad higher on the maturity scale), there are some things that I want to thank you for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanks for being a wonderful example to me. You provided me with such a wonderful model of devotion to Christ. I don't think I'll ever forget those times when you would be praying in the living room or various sessions of family devotions. I'll also never forget how you faithfully prepared sermon after sermon when you pastored in Joliet. You're such an example of faithfulness to God. I appreciate that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanks for being a great pastor. To be honest, I've always been secretly proud of my preacher-dad. I think it would take a great while before I forget your Nebuchadnezzar sermon or the pearl illustration. Also, I find that having Bible questions is a great Wednesday night thing to do (FYI)!! I miss singing all the choruses and the wide variety of hymns that we used to do. :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanks for being fun! During a conversation at home quite a while back, Mommy was talking about how you always took time to play with us kids when we were younger. And I find this to be true. I remember this one particular time when you sat down in the middle of my Little Tyke's mess and we played with the house set. Also, I remember you sitting outside with us until it was dark on the sidewalk outside of our house in Joliet. You were a fun daddy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now, this is a bit random, but I love how you and Mommy always took us on family vacations. Apparently, we were very privileged children. When talking to other people, we must've been the only family that faithfully took some sort of vacation every year. I'll never forget staking out in my miniature tent with Mommy (same night that the bloody nose episode occured), our van breaking down near Columbus, driving down country roads in Lancaster, driving up curvy roads in Gatlinburg, Gettysburg's history, reading children's stories around the campfire, riding the Ducks in Wisconsin Dells, and going to Mackinack Island multiple times. As we were driving to PA this past weekend for my friend's wedding, I got teary eyed due to the fact that we passed several things that I distinctly recall from our trip there. I love that you sacrificed for those times of family bonding!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanks for being a quirky dad. You will not believe how many people say that they love you and Mommy. They don't even know you, but whenever I share a story about you guys... They instantly say that I must have the best family. :) The whole rolling your socks around your pant leg (to keep the drafts out) is the most hilarious thing ever. The list goes on: your infamous bird photos, your keen ability to use every dish we own when cooking, your junk-collecting abilities, your immediate magnetism toward anything written down in book form, and the list goes on. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, I am very proud to call you and Mommy my parents. You have been faithful to raise me right. You have always been there for me and I'm so thankful for you, both! Remember that I will always love you!! Happy Father's Day, Daddy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christianna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-9108502093401355614?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9108502093401355614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-this-is-for-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/9108502093401355614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/9108502093401355614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-this-is-for-you.html' title='Daddy, This is for You!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-283621944212101151</id><published>2011-05-31T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T17:45:16.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, You are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God, you are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My guide.&lt;/strong&gt; In the tough times, you are willing to direct me. In the good times, you don't allow me to become too comfortable with normality. You push me deeper.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My strength.&lt;/strong&gt; Too often I find that I can't do this by myself. I'm an extremely independent person and it isn't rare that I attempt to handle life alone.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My best friend.&lt;/strong&gt; I love my friends but there is ONE who stands out above all others. He's willing to stick by me through everything. He's faithful, loyal, and generous. He's always there for me. No matter what may come.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My song.&lt;/strong&gt; He's what I sing about. He's what gives me the joy and peace in my heart. He's given me the melody within!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My defender.&lt;/strong&gt; He went to the lowest "point" for me to save me from my sins. He's fought for me. He's still there to fight for me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My Father.&lt;/strong&gt; He loves me so much. He corrects me when I'm wrong. He comforts my troubled heart. He calls me His child.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;My Master.&lt;/strong&gt; He is in control of every situation surrounding my life. He takes care of every. single. thing.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; God.&lt;/strong&gt; Not only is He God.... but, He's MY God. He's personal. He's capable of loving &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with His love, tonight. I'm especially overwhelmed with His lovingkindness and love towards me. As most of you know, I am away from my family (whom I love very much!) and missing them terribly. Not only do I miss them, but I also miss everything about home. In other words, I'm homesick. Ha! For some reason, being away from home forces me to consider the future and what it holds. But, God is so willing to comfort me and love me. He tells me that He has everything under control and He knows what is best for me. I'm so thankful for that. He's such a marvelous, powerful, and yet, personal God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-283621944212101151?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/283621944212101151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/283621944212101151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/283621944212101151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-you-are.html' title='God, You are...'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7729991521114252414</id><published>2011-05-11T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:46:24.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Reflection Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1X6rS5DyLA/TcrmOeSsFtI/AAAAAAAAARs/MqQM45lU3MY/s1600/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1X6rS5DyLA/TcrmOeSsFtI/AAAAAAAAARs/MqQM45lU3MY/s320/Friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605545822540011218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(From Left to Right: Katie, Sarah, Joe, Me, Emily, RaeLyn, and Cesar - in front)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These last few weeks have been insane.  That's all there is to it.  Personally, I'm glad that finals, IHC, etc. is over for a while and summer is about to begin!  These past two semesters have been extremely beneficial to me as a person.  I feel that I have grown in the Lord and also with those around me.  He has been faithful to guide me and meet with me each to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other news, I am looking forward to a busy summer.  I am working a fast food restaurant (Yay for me.)  and am thankful for the job, by the way.  :)  I am also traveling for GBS and will be working a little in Cincinnati if everything works out right.  The fact that I only have a few more days left on campus is very exciting to me!  I'm anticipating seeing my wonderful family and living at home for a little while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up my little post, I would like to give a "shout-out" to those who have made an impact upon my semester.  First of all, Mrs. Frederick has really been a wonderful teacher and mentor.  Her attitude towards class and her love for her students is impressive.  She's great!  Secondly, RaeLyn Wood is the best roomie EVER!  She is easy to get along with and I admire her diligence.  I feel that I could take a few lessons from her. :)  Thirdly, I am truly blessed with wonderful, Christian friends!  I couldn't ask for better!  Thanks, Emily, Sarah, Katie, Cheryl, Tiffany, Nicole, Anne, and Cesar!  You guys make me smile.  Big time!  Last of all, I want to thank God for being faithful and helping me learn a lot.  He's my everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7729991521114252414?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7729991521114252414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflection-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7729991521114252414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7729991521114252414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflection-paper.html' title='THE Reflection Paper'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1X6rS5DyLA/TcrmOeSsFtI/AAAAAAAAARs/MqQM45lU3MY/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-2420663225520124884</id><published>2011-04-18T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:37:33.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I've Been vs. Where I'm Going</title><content type='html'>As I'm rapidly plunging into the most hectic time of the year, I pause to remember where I've come from.  With VIP Day coming up, I am forced to think on this.  Looking back and analyzing your progress is hardly a bad thing.  It allows you to remain solidly devoted to God's plan for you life and devotion is good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I came to GBS without a vision and without a clear, distinct notion of what I was to do with my life.  Yeah... I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; about it.  Yeah...  I had even prayed about it.  Yeah... I had talked to my parents about it.  But, it wasn't until I was actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; it till I found the direction needed.  I'll never forget my first semester.  Even though they don't have a clue about it, I missed my family miserably.  Frequent trips to the prayer room to cry and pray for comfort weren't rare.  Through my homesickness, I began seriously petitioning God to lead my life and direct my steps towards His will for my life.  I talked to faculty members who I held in high regard and it was through those talks that God began directing my heart towards His plan for me.  Although, I was rough around the edges, God still wanted me.  He loved me and desired for me to walk in His way.   Throughout the course of the year, I grew in Christ and I feel I have come a long way spiritually.  I feel I have direction in life and a purpose to be here, NOW.  God has given me a desire to share the Gospel with the lost and it is my duty (but, oh what a privilege!) to fulfill this desire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I am nervous and frequently become fearful of the future, I know that God will guide me and assist me along this journey.  He says that He will NEVER leave me or forsake me.  I'm so, so, so thankful for such a dependable and consistent Heavenly Father.  I am beyond blessed to call Him my Father and wouldn't want anything more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-2420663225520124884?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2420663225520124884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-ive-been-vs-where-im-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2420663225520124884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2420663225520124884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-ive-been-vs-where-im-going.html' title='Where I&apos;ve Been vs. Where I&apos;m Going'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-3434199659488968920</id><published>2011-04-01T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:20:42.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Tour.... Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByLHkIDlr_o/TZYjxQ7w0rI/AAAAAAAAARk/eoIoaU6OQ7Q/s1600/bandtour8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590695316693242546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByLHkIDlr_o/TZYjxQ7w0rI/AAAAAAAAARk/eoIoaU6OQ7Q/s320/bandtour8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mallorey Hartkopf. One word: Adorable. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2I6jWAEn80/TZYjxM6JEeI/AAAAAAAAARc/klCW37-xyeU/s1600/bandtour6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590695315612701154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2I6jWAEn80/TZYjxM6JEeI/AAAAAAAAARc/klCW37-xyeU/s320/bandtour6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Devotions! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j0ScYiIX3c/TZYjw1sQvnI/AAAAAAAAARU/b9jScqwffs4/s1600/bandtour4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590695309380468338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j0ScYiIX3c/TZYjw1sQvnI/AAAAAAAAARU/b9jScqwffs4/s320/bandtour4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They won first place for the "Biggest Flirts": Michael Olson &amp;amp; Bekah Dolan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zaxk7dSnKNI/TZYjwpiTwDI/AAAAAAAAARM/7230yTbGWro/s1600/bandtour2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590695306117496882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zaxk7dSnKNI/TZYjwpiTwDI/AAAAAAAAARM/7230yTbGWro/s320/bandtour2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh Cravens &amp;amp; Lucas Ryder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t7otuda00I/TZYjweBghtI/AAAAAAAAARE/prIXa5f2OrA/s1600/bandtour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590695303027132114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t7otuda00I/TZYjweBghtI/AAAAAAAAARE/prIXa5f2OrA/s320/bandtour1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell which garment bag is mine? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a young child, I thought it would be SO exciting to travel with a GBS music group! Whenever GBS students would come visit our church and stay in our home, I imagined that one day I would do the same. Now that I have been at GBS for almost 2 years and haven't pursued traveling with a group, my dream didn't seem to be going anywhere. Until this year. I decided to try out for band and made it! Not only did I make it, but I made first chair and have really enjoyed being a part of the group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that being said, I was able to travel on tour with the band for the first time this past week. Needless to say, I was very excited as I packed my luggage, labeled everything, and checked off each item on my checklist. It wasn't long before everything was loaded and we headed out west in the big bus. Throughout the course of the trip, I was able to make new friends, survive on a minimal amount of sleep, eat more food than I though was possible, drink more coffee than I thought was possible, and most importantly: grow spiritually through the quality of the services. God met with us in such a mighty way each night and I don't think I'll forget it for quite a while. I won't forget the times of prayer and praise. I won't forget the way the Holy Spirit moved. I won't forget the testimonies. I won't forget the power of the hymns and choruses that were played. All of this is said to say that God gave us such a wonderful sense of unity in Him and I'm so thankful that I have a part in this organization. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As one of the songs that we played says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"And can it be that I should gain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An interest in the Savior’s blood? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Died He for me, who caused His pain— &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For me, who Him to death pursued? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I encourage you look up the words to this song and reflect on God's marvelous, infinite, wonderous, amazing love. As another hymn (Deep, Deep Love of Jesus) mentions, this love of God is vast and measureless! It's free and available for the asking. Praise His name! &lt;/div&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/2130609574107182278-3434199659488968920?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3434199659488968920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/band-tour-check.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3434199659488968920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3434199659488968920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/band-tour-check.html' title='Band Tour.... 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p14fLb6Lb44/TZYiGhamhEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VIrfuhKdRec/s1600/BandTour1%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590693482871555138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p14fLb6Lb44/TZYiGhamhEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VIrfuhKdRec/s320/BandTour1%2B009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crazy bus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nrZYg75vkU/TZYiGW3_6yI/AAAAAAAAAQc/z-Y09bJChLY/s1600/BandTour1%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590693480042064674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nrZYg75vkU/TZYiGW3_6yI/AAAAAAAAAQc/z-Y09bJChLY/s320/BandTour1%2B030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katrin Crater &amp;amp; Ashlee Elliot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2130609574107182278-135766717353149406?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/135766717353149406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/band-tour-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/135766717353149406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/135766717353149406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/band-tour-photos.html' title='Band Tour Photos'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J65L_oVHuFo/TZYiHkqAIKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jNDQd2deuIU/s72-c/band%2Btour2%2B017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6232010211733277867</id><published>2011-04-01T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:57:49.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Tour Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1_sAuMeco/TZYeTolCkAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ecdzlfpvxuA/s1600/BandTour1%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590689310086172674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1_sAuMeco/TZYeTolCkAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ecdzlfpvxuA/s320/BandTour1%2B031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fernando Escobar &amp;amp; Joshua Klotz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIx1VLZUERI/TZYeTI45muI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JxzeFBqz-Qs/s1600/BandTour1%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590689301579537122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIx1VLZUERI/TZYeTI45muI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JxzeFBqz-Qs/s320/BandTour1%2B028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kimberlee Russel &amp;amp; Karlita Rivera &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATwkhH84Kn8/TZYeTCG6TnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OL-aZArrGKY/s1600/BandTour1%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590689299759255154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATwkhH84Kn8/TZYeTCG6TnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OL-aZArrGKY/s320/BandTour1%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernando &amp;amp; I playing a hoppin' game of Flarpball! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93sZIPMXS6k/TZYeS06t_QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zbIyHH_pk6M/s1600/BandTour1%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590689296218455298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93sZIPMXS6k/TZYeS06t_QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zbIyHH_pk6M/s320/BandTour1%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "roll-thrower" at Lambert's Cafe played the saxophone! So, the sax players wanted a photograph taken with him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9KV_fMU3rw/TZYeSj6RB_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/DnGIPYpOO3g/s1600/BandTour1%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590689291653154802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9KV_fMU3rw/TZYeSj6RB_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/DnGIPYpOO3g/s320/BandTour1%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anne Pears &amp;amp; I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2130609574107182278-6232010211733277867?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6232010211733277867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-band-tour-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6232010211733277867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6232010211733277867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-band-tour-photos.html' title='Band Tour Photos'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rw1_sAuMeco/TZYeTolCkAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ecdzlfpvxuA/s72-c/BandTour1%2B031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-2899256883117811751</id><published>2011-02-14T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T11:32:31.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"L is for the way you look at me..."</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... Valentine's Day.  Some love it.  Some are oblivious to it.  Some despise it.  Well, personally, I LOVE it.  Even though I have yet to spend it with someone I have any romantic interest in.... It thrills my gizzards to see happy couples exchanging kisses/hugs (or happy grins if you're here at G.B.S.), roses and candy, and all those other stereotypical things you do for the one you love on V-Day.  The feeling of love in the air is a happy feeling (to me, at least).  Some of my fondest memories as a "younger" child would have been on Valentine's day.  I'll never forget the year where my parents set up a scavenger hunt to find our gifts.  We had so much fun reading the riddles and searching the house in hopes that our gifts would soon be found!  Another year, my parents purchased matching teddy bears for each of us kids.  To this day, I still sleep with it (It's okay to laugh after reading that bit of info.)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the sake of this holiday, I would like to give a "shout-out" to those whom I love dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First of all, I would like to thank my Heavenly Father for being the epitome of love.  He sent His only Son (out of love) to take the sins of the world upon Himself for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.  That Valentine should be and is the most precious to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Secondly, my parents are the best parents in this universe!  Yes, I am biased.  They have been such wonderful examples to me and have demonstrated what a Christian's life should truly be like.  I couldn't ask for more!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my siblings.  They are phenomenal.  Vange is a great sister and I love being able to talk to her about anything.  Nate is the best.  He's funny, loads of fun, and cute.  Joshua is my little buddy.  He's such a happy little guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my friends.  Rae, you're such a wonderful person and I love you so much!  Katie, thanks for being there when I really needed it.  Emily, I'm glad you "get" my personality.  Ha!  Sarah, I'm glad we're both single and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semi&lt;/span&gt;-loving it.  HA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, who do you love?  Have you told them recently?  What about God?  Is He your ULTIMATE valentine?  Have you openly received His love?  You don't have to work for it or try to earn it.  He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; you to accept Him as His valentine!  I encourage you to spend time with God during this wonderful and joyous holiday.  Let Him know that you love Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-2899256883117811751?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2899256883117811751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/l-is-for-way-you-look-at-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2899256883117811751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2899256883117811751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/l-is-for-way-you-look-at-me.html' title='&quot;L is for the way you look at me...&quot;'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8392547625856232034</id><published>2011-02-09T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T10:38:27.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear!</title><content type='html'>I have entered a new phase in my life and feel that I am becoming the biggest scaredy-cat on the planet!  On that note, it is interesting how fear can govern one's life.  As I come to a crossroad in life, I have increasingly been finding myself wanting to curl up into a ball and hide from all the potential problems the choice of a crossroad represents.  Personally, I have always been a bundle of nerves and anything (well, almost anything!) can make me be afraid.  When I started Kindergarten, my dear teacher scared the living tar out of me to the point where I would become sick every morning.  My dear mom must have dreaded every school morning back then!  In high school, I got sick as a result of a test (or so we think!).  In college, I have found myself afraid of exams, fellow students, friends, teachers, the future, etc.  The list goes on.  Fear is something that is so small, but can engulf us to the point where we are unable to be effective in anything that we desire to do and do well!  Fear can be a result of pain, anger, impending danger and more.  Fear can be imagined.  Fear can be genuine. &lt;br /&gt;So, what does scripture tell us about fear? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psalm 27:1 - "The Lord is my light and salvation.  Whom shall I fear...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isaiah 35:4 - This verse is addressed to those who are fearful.  "Be strong!  Fear not!"  God will always be with us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Timothy 1:7 - Personally, I love this verse.  Those who are timid and fearful can find power in the Lord.  He is the source of comfort in fearful times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In other words, I have nothing to be afraid of with God.  He is my source of comfort.  He is my guide.  He is my loving Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8392547625856232034?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8392547625856232034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/fear.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8392547625856232034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8392547625856232034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2011/02/fear.html' title='Fear!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5015420963916350407</id><published>2010-12-27T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:55:16.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2011!</title><content type='html'>As a 20-year-old sanguine female, I have to admit that making "New Year's Resolutions" has never (or ever will be) a huge priority for me. Instead, I skip around the idea and toy with the thought of actually &lt;em&gt;having "&lt;/em&gt;New Year's Resolutions". Instead of committing myself to specific, stringent goals, I consider what life would be like if I actually &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; those goals. Get it? :) So, as January 2011 slowly creeps up on us, I have been considering what my "Resolutions" would be (if I actually had them). After much thought and "pondering", I have come up with a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spend More Time with My Heavenly Father.&lt;/strong&gt; There is no such thing as "too much time" with Him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Become More of a G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iver&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; especially where time is concerned&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I would love to spend more time doing "stuff" that really matters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Build up" My Relationships&lt;/strong&gt; with others. Too often do we overlook our relationships with our friends and family to pursue our own tasks/pleasures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus&lt;/strong&gt;. I am the most non-focused person at times. Yes, I could blame it on my personality, but that just doesn't cut it. My spiritual walk, schoolwork, and relationships all need my focus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Something.&lt;/strong&gt; I have really been wanting to learn to sew something really cool lately. Maybe is just a phase I am going through. Who knows?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work on My Attitudes.&lt;/strong&gt; (Says she who just reprimanded- rather dramatically- Joshua for basically breathing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blog More.&lt;/strong&gt; I know. I know. My blog is suffering and lacking and withering away and...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat Less.&lt;/strong&gt; There is no need to have 3 helpings of mashed potatoes. Really.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercise More.&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, now I'm just being stereotypical in my resolutions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it. By the way, I really do hope to keep most of these. :) If I think of more.... that I hope to keep... Then, I'll keep you posted. Goodnight, readers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-5015420963916350407?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5015420963916350407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5015420963916350407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5015420963916350407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-2011.html' title='Happy 2011!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7517952577176307028</id><published>2010-12-14T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:56:37.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it's good to simply count your blessings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;sun&lt;/strong&gt;, even when it doesn't shine,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;rain&lt;/strong&gt;, even when it ruins my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evangelyn&lt;/strong&gt;, because she's such a girl (just like me),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lots of friends&lt;/strong&gt;, though I hate when lots of miles separate us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;writing&lt;/strong&gt;, because it's so much fun to manipulate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gummy worms&lt;/strong&gt;, because even though they can't solve life's problems,&lt;br /&gt;they do make them seem temporarily small and silly&lt;br /&gt;compared to sheer taste-bud ecstasy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my brothers&lt;/strong&gt;, because there's never a dull moment with them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears&lt;/strong&gt;, because they wash away the emotional junk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt;, because without them I'd be wandering around aimlessly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt;,even when they're not long enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt;, because he reminds me of my brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;, because it keeps me sane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;criticism&lt;/strong&gt;, because it keeps me grounded,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confidence&lt;/strong&gt;, though there are times I second-guess myself,&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;relationship with Christ&lt;/strong&gt;, because without Him,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most bitter, unlovable version of myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Savior&lt;/strong&gt;, there's no such thing as too much time with Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music&lt;/strong&gt;, because it communicates with a place deep inside me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;, because it always remains,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, for taking the time to read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7517952577176307028?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7517952577176307028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-its-good-to-simply-count-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7517952577176307028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7517952577176307028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-its-good-to-simply-count-your.html' title='Sometimes it&apos;s good to simply count your blessings!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6447169545560758534</id><published>2010-12-01T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:17:12.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep....</title><content type='html'>Recently, I was browsing Facebook and happened to see a fellow G.B.S.&amp;amp;C. female post this as her status.  I have to say that this was more than amusing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I lay me down to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for a man who's not a creep,&lt;br /&gt;One who's handsome, smart, and strong,&lt;br /&gt;One who can sing me a romantic song.&lt;br /&gt;One who thinks before he speaks.&lt;br /&gt;When he promises to call, he won't wait weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that he is gainfully employed,&lt;br /&gt;and when I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Pulls out my chair and opens my door,&lt;br /&gt;Please send me a man who's not a bore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-6447169545560758534?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6447169545560758534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/now-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6447169545560758534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6447169545560758534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/12/now-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html' title='Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep....'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1311416031323047436</id><published>2010-11-23T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:26:51.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or Not.....</title><content type='html'>Stringed lights.  Christmas Band.  Pine-cones.  Kenny G.  Coffee.  Fake Trees.  Wrapped doors.  Digital Fireplace in the Cafeteria.  The "blue bulb". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do all of these things have in common?  Well, if you guessed Christmas at GBS&amp;amp;C..... Then, you are correct!  I have to say that I love the "festive-ness" that the Christmas season brings about.  It makes me feel warm and fuzzy. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm almost positive that this has been the most non-pertinent post ever..... but, hey!  Spontaneity is my middle name.  Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1311416031323047436?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1311416031323047436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1311416031323047436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1311416031323047436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-or-not.html' title='Ready or Not.....'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8513681222421157669</id><published>2010-11-16T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:53:00.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Band Geek is a rare and valuable creature most often found lurking near practice rooms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrgq13vI/AAAAAAAAANU/h0vLdZPSFWQ/s1600/Band5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrgq13vI/AAAAAAAAANU/h0vLdZPSFWQ/s320/Band5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237529727753970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrXDVdhI/AAAAAAAAANM/7gwMSl3Ucb4/s1600/Band4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrXDVdhI/AAAAAAAAANM/7gwMSl3Ucb4/s320/Band4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237527146133010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrLMFBzI/AAAAAAAAANE/CUNhjSVHwA4/s1600/Band3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrLMFBzI/AAAAAAAAANE/CUNhjSVHwA4/s320/Band3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237523961579314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgqY2fg0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/0hQ1opZxiXA/s1600/Band2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgqY2fg0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/0hQ1opZxiXA/s320/Band2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237510449267522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgqPp6TNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jlGcVI7QUcE/s1600/Band1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgqPp6TNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jlGcVI7QUcE/s320/Band1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540237507980578002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from the GBS Symphonic Wind and String Ensemble.  By the way, I love the title of this post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8513681222421157669?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8513681222421157669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/band-geek-is-rare-and-valuable-creature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8513681222421157669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8513681222421157669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/band-geek-is-rare-and-valuable-creature.html' title='A Band Geek is a rare and valuable creature most often found lurking near practice rooms.'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TOLgrgq13vI/AAAAAAAAANU/h0vLdZPSFWQ/s72-c/Band5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-4146005615456876680</id><published>2010-11-10T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:16:01.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"Holiness, not happiness, is the chief end of man." --Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-4146005615456876680?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4146005615456876680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4146005615456876680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4146005615456876680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1027082029045538594</id><published>2010-11-03T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T15:44:46.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And as She Drifted Off to Sleep.....</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in a coffee shop the other day with some friends and was considering updating my blog. For some reason, it seems so sensible to me to update a blog in a coffee shop! Absurd, I know. Unfortunately, I find it much easier to chat, sip my chai latte, and gaze at the artwork instead of focusing on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my academic life is thriving (I didn't know how else to put that.) and I am becoming increasingly busier by the minute. The academic "wall" has been reached. The peak of the semester is nigh. The crest of Mt. Semester has almost been scaled. There is a catch, though. The catch is to endure. Every morning, as I push "snooze" on my alarm..... I feel as if the endurance level is drastically exiting my veins. It's not until I use every particle of my willpower to arise and face the world (a.k.a. showering, combing hair, getting dressed, etc.) that I have to keep on plunging forward.  Yes, this time of the year may be the most stressful, but I must remember to focus on the goal.  What is the goal?  Well, graduation might be a good one.  Or wait.  What about a degree?  Well, I would have to say my goal, for now, would be to finish the semester strong (or at least still functioning as a human being, that is). &lt;br /&gt;Enough with the drama.... Time for an update.  No, I am not dating, in a relationship, or even considering it as an option at this point (This is for the grandmothers, mother, and sister in my life).  I still am rooming with RaeLyn Wood and am enduring her "Can you do my hair?" questions and dreamy sighs as she looks intently at her cellular telephone.  She is my best friend, by the way. :)  So far, I have all A's and B's.  I edit the GBS&amp;amp;C newspaper (&lt;a href="http://www.thehilltopherald.wordpress.com/"&gt;www.thehilltopherald.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;). My ministry of choice would be Prayer Station.... and I love it.  It's so encouraging to see how God can use us with all of our insecurities and lack of confidence to reach out to a lost and dying world.  Today, actually, we made oatmeal cookies to pass out downtown (along with Scripture verses and tracts).  It was so much fun baking together and teaching the male sect how to get flour from the bag... into the measuring cup... and into the mixing bowl.... with precision.  It was highly amusing.  I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of my rambling.  Life is good.  College is great.  God is even greater!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1027082029045538594?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1027082029045538594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-as-she-drifted-off-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1027082029045538594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1027082029045538594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-as-she-drifted-off-to-sleep.html' title='And as She Drifted Off to Sleep.....'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-144407974039703169</id><published>2010-09-24T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:23:35.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman After God's Own Heart</title><content type='html'>As the title suggested, I have been using the book by Elizabeth George entitled, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Woman After God's Own Heart"&lt;/span&gt;, in my daily devotions.  I highly recommend it.  To give you a little insight as to what the book contains.... I'll try to briefly highlight the points I have found to be enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;     This book isn't simply your average "devotional".  It is a call to action and change in the life of the Christian woman.  First of all, it is necessary to have priorities straight.  It is easy to want to do what WE want to do WHEN we want to do it.  Instead of surfing the internet, spend time in God's word or memorizing it.  Instead of frittering away time doing eternally useless things, talk to your Heavenly Father.  This has really challenged me.  Instead of doing things I love to do (ex. spending time with friends, etc.), I have been trying to dig deeper in God's word and spend extra time in prayer.  It is interesting what a little time in prayer and praise can do for your soul. &lt;br /&gt;     On Monday, I was struggling to find time to have devotions between classes, work, night class, and studying.  The enemy of our souls knows how to make us feel like we have absolutely no time to spend with God.  That's for sure!  But, I was eating lunch and felt that I should go up to my office a few minutes earlier than normal.  I had the time to do this and I am glad I did.  I was able to spend time reading my Bible and had a wonderful season of prayer.  Needless to say, that short time that I spent with my Lord refreshed my soul! &lt;br /&gt;    Also, the author mentions making our "good" the "best" for God.  It's so easy to give God our most feeble attempt.  It is my prayer and earnest desire that I give God the best in whatever I do.  I'm slowly learning that it is in the name of the Lord Jesus I do everything!  The verse in Colossians 3:17 says, "And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus..."  In schoolwork, actions, attitudes, work, lifestyle, the way I dress, etc.... I want it all to be the "best" for the Lord.  He gave HIS best for me and in return, I desire to give MY best.  May the Lord help us all to remember who we serve and represent, as Christians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-144407974039703169?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/144407974039703169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/woman-after-gods-own-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/144407974039703169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/144407974039703169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/woman-after-gods-own-heart.html' title='A Woman After God&apos;s Own Heart'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7241465760045282395</id><published>2010-09-14T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:27:51.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>A new blog is coming soon.  I'm sure you are sitting on the edge of your seats in anticipation of whats to come right as I am typing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7241465760045282395?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7241465760045282395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7241465760045282395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7241465760045282395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-3418920572500805709</id><published>2010-08-02T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:42:36.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctsfvSPMI/AAAAAAAAAME/HO4l2JQHZ3w/s1600/PARTY+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500915712313670850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctsfvSPMI/AAAAAAAAAME/HO4l2JQHZ3w/s320/PARTY+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctsE_IzyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/raMSeuQFFxY/s1600/PARTY+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500915705132404514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctsE_IzyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/raMSeuQFFxY/s320/PARTY+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctrikWTSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wt9JMDujW0g/s1600/PARTY+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500915695893237026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctrikWTSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wt9JMDujW0g/s320/PARTY+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctraN9_NI/AAAAAAAAALs/j0_iT8zCMwo/s1600/PARTY+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500915693651885266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctraN9_NI/AAAAAAAAALs/j0_iT8zCMwo/s320/PARTY+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctq3KxrTI/AAAAAAAAALk/AUAWq3uvLII/s1600/PARTY+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500915684243254578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctq3KxrTI/AAAAAAAAALk/AUAWq3uvLII/s320/PARTY+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-3418920572500805709?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3418920572500805709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3418920572500805709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3418920572500805709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-photos.html' title='Summer Photos!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TFctsfvSPMI/AAAAAAAAAME/HO4l2JQHZ3w/s72-c/PARTY+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7632867619916774327</id><published>2010-08-02T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:36:50.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All good things come to an end..."</title><content type='html'>Wow. I can truly say that this summer has flown by! Oddly enough, it has been one of my more "relaxed" summers. I have only been working limited hours and enjoying time with the family. Other than that, I haven't been all that busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I have really been enjoying some noteworthy books, lately. My dad has been "inspiring" we children to read more books about those who have been instrumental and key characters in the formation/leadership of our faith. So, I have been enjoying learning more about great Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, our church is holding vacation Bible school. I have to say that I miss the hustle and bustle around our home as we prepare for this annual event. My parents are not in charge of the event and it feels strange to NOT be preparing for a VBS of some sort. :) I'm sure that it's good to take a breather, though. Although, I am excited for what this week will bring! My part in this adventure is the skit. I have always enjoyed drama and I think that this should be interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have been trying to push school to the back of my mind. I've always been the one to get "butterflies" in my stomach once the school season starts to roll around. Even though I am excited to see friends and those that I haven't seen in a while, I am not a fan of the late nights and early mornings. :) I AM, however, excited to see my dear friend, Karen Olson! She is planning on spending a night with me and I can't wait to see her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pretty much sums it up! God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7632867619916774327?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7632867619916774327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-good-things-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7632867619916774327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7632867619916774327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='&quot;All good things come to an end...&quot;'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5507295549869464394</id><published>2010-06-24T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:39:17.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I My Brother's Keeper?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought about or wondered that you might be potentially responsible for other souls spiritually before God? If we allow things into our lives that God would not be pleased with, those who are looking up to us as examples, may be injured in their walk with God. If we allow any deflection from God in our lives, everyone around us suffers. "Whether one member suffers, all the members suffer with it" On the other hand, if we set the standard and try to have a clear testimony to all those around us, we will be able to maintain a body of unity and togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Being responsible for other souls spiritually before God, also means being a witness. How many of us are willing to spend our valuable seconds, minutes, and hours for Jesus Christ? That is the true meaning of being a witness according to God's word, the Bible. By patiently endeavouring to reach out and help the lost, we can be true witnesses of Christ. God has left us here on earth to not just simply be saved and sanctified, but to help others be just that as well. Are we willing to be used of Him? or do we just wish to sit by the sidelines? Do we want to see our churches grow? Do we want others to come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ? By being broken bread for Him, we are saying "thank-you" to God for His wonderful salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Remember it is quite possible for any one of us to be flung out as reprobate silver." "... lest that by any means when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castway".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-5507295549869464394?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5507295549869464394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-my-brothers-keeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5507295549869464394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5507295549869464394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-my-brothers-keeper.html' title='Am I My Brother&apos;s Keeper?'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-428405061647641653</id><published>2010-06-10T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:12:25.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Update</title><content type='html'>I have been having feelings of discouragement when it comes to my blog.  I feel like I lead such a boring and uneventful life sometimes.  Haha!  But, I know that that isn't true.  In fact, life is just perfect at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, I am reminded that I am so blessed.  When I say that I lead an "uneventful life", I mean that I'm not living the college life for a while.  Haha!  Taking it easy is what I will be doing for a while.  :)  And trust me, you will hear no complaining from this end of cyberspace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I did get my job back at Burger King and I am hoping and praying that my boss will give me the hours needed.  If not, I will be forced to get a second job.  I have been looking around for various babysitting jobs/housecleaning jobs, which I prefer.  So, if you know of any..... :)  Although, worry seems to be the easy thing to do when it comes to a financial crunch, I know that my Savior will provide.  He always does! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, besides working, I have been savoring every moment with my family!  I know that it's easy to take those that you have lived with for 19+ years for granted (sad to say), but I relish the memories that have been made and am a very fortunate girl to be able to spend my summer with them!  :)  Joshua has grown SOOO much and is such a cute, little goober.  I'm pretty much convinced that he will be very spoiled before this break is over! :)  We dug out and cleaned his little pool and have been making use of these wonderful, warm summer days here in Ohio.  He loves to splash and play in the water (and I don't mind getting wet, either).  Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, some good things come to an end.  For example, yesterday, I kept smelling this horrible, awful smell as I was downstairs in my sister's room.  I couldn't figure it out and came to the conclusion that Joshua must've done a XL job in his diaper.  So, I went upstairs and was confused to find that his diaper was clean.  So, I went back downstairs and couldn't imagine what the smell was.  Well, later on that night, my sister went to feed her hamster and was shocked to discover that it was laying dead in it's cage!  The smell was unbearable and we still haven't figured out why we didn't realize it was dead earlier.  On a more humorous note, Vange is relieved that "Hammy" is dead.  As she noted, "He was a pain to deal with, anyway."  No, she's not the sympathetic sort. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I won't bore you with the details any longer.  All I can say is, God is great and life is good!  Live your life for Him.  He will never disappoint you! Ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-428405061647641653?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/428405061647641653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/428405061647641653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/428405061647641653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-update.html' title='Life Update'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5402360149847546354</id><published>2010-06-03T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:07:24.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nate &amp; Mommy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9OpK7V0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/P8TNkQ_YwsU/s1600/Family+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478625899731179330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9OpK7V0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/P8TNkQ_YwsU/s320/Family+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9NwmOpxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/d5MtuAA4XqY/s1600/Nathan+when+he+was+2+years+old+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478625884544870162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9NwmOpxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/d5MtuAA4XqY/s320/Nathan+when+he+was+2+years+old+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9NhRuMhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DMWbVIThTNk/s1600/Nathan+and+girls+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478625880432325138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9NhRuMhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/DMWbVIThTNk/s320/Nathan+and+girls+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9M1y3hdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WiV9tUVVjYU/s1600/Family+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478625868760188370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9M1y3hdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WiV9tUVVjYU/s320/Family+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so this is sorta late.... Oh well. :)  Happy Birthday, my wonderful dear mother and brother. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-5402360149847546354?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5402360149847546354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-nate-mommy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5402360149847546354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5402360149847546354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-nate-mommy.html' title='Happy Birthday Nate &amp; Mommy!!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TAf9OpK7V0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/P8TNkQ_YwsU/s72-c/Family+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6766926192879747944</id><published>2010-06-03T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:56:48.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Christianna Joy Baker really wants a job.  A decent one, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, with that done and over with, Happy June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-6766926192879747944?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6766926192879747944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6766926192879747944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6766926192879747944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/06/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-840479630960904516</id><published>2010-05-24T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:44:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!!!!! :) :)</title><content type='html'>What can I say except that summer is here and I am loving every minute of it!  It is great to not have deadlines and papers to write. :)  Although I do miss my friends from school, I love being with my wonderful family and just relaxing for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as a job is concerned, I will probably be working at Burger King again... Blah.  Definately not my first choice, but I guess I should be thankful that I even have a job, huh?  On the brighter side, my sister and good friend, Sharree, will be working along side me.  So, this should prove to make a happier time at the workplace. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I hopefully will be attending Pilgrim Youth Camp this summer, again.  I am super excited about having one of my bestest friends, Hayley, attend with me this year.  She is looking forward to it and I am looking forward to spending a week with her.  Also, my cousins, Stephanie and Kelly Rish, will be traveling with us.  It is Kelly's first year, and I am excited to have her come with me on my last. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, my summer should be a good one. :)  Although, I don't know what all will take place and what all I will do, it will be a good one, anyhow! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great and life is good. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-840479630960904516?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/840479630960904516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/840479630960904516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/840479630960904516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer.html' title='SUMMER!!!!! :) :)'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-2372297549481118611</id><published>2010-05-08T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:54:09.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Reflection...</title><content type='html'>It is incredibly hard to believe that my freshmen year is done and through with. :)  For this, I am super excited and can't wait to see what happens next.  These past few weeks have been sooooo hectic!  I can't believe that I have actually made it this far!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we have been studying for finals and that sort of thing, but in other news, I have been enjoying my time with friends before we leave each other for the summer.  RaeLyn and I have been wondering what in the world we will do without one another!! Haha! Just kidding.  I am sure that we will live.  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Messiah" Oratorio was this past week.  I really enjoyed listening to my cute, lil' friendsies perform.  :)  Even though they had to wear those hideous black "costumes"... they did good!  Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reflection of the year, I have to say that I am really glad for good, Godly friends who build up and encourage me in the Lord.  They have been the greatest!!!!  Thanks RaeLyn, Eliza, Hayley, Leanna, Emily, Jon, Katie, Andrea, and Brandon.  We have had a great year and I love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-2372297549481118611?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2372297549481118611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2372297549481118611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2372297549481118611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-reflection.html' title='In Reflection...'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7610406414902565693</id><published>2010-04-26T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:21:17.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Along</title><content type='html'>You know... I have to say that life can be downright confusing at times.  Although, it is during these times that I can focus on God and determine to do His will.  Lately, I have been pondering my future.  Who knows what may come in the next years of my life!  I already am at a spot in life that I never thought I would be.  I mean, who knew that I would attend a Bible college and possibly be doing some sort of missions work in the very near future?  It's so hard to imagine what curves God will lead me down next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I have tried to think of what possibilites there are: college for the next few years, missionary to somewhere else, maybe married to a preacher boy, working at Burger King, etc.  But, the more that I thought of things, the more frustrated I became at the amazing amount of possibilities.  There is but ONE thing that I have to keep in mind.  That would be that "God's clock keeps perfect time."  I have nothing to worry about!  God will lead me and direct me in the path that He has chosen.  So, why should we sit around and come up with possible outcomes?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I will continue to walk in the path that He has chosen for me.  I know that God has chosen a specific place for me and He is preparing me for that calling.  I love Him and would never want to fail Him.  May I be found faithful to His will and willing to recommit to Him afresh at any given time.  My goal here on earth is to love God, serve God, and share God!  That is my ultimate desire above all other fleshly desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7610406414902565693?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7610406414902565693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-along.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7610406414902565693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7610406414902565693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-along.html' title='Moving Along'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5834687204851681561</id><published>2010-04-18T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:24:35.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh! What a Beautiful day..."</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the photos that I took during the annual Spring Picnic at GBS.  Thankfully, it was a beautiful day and the weather was gorgeous!!! We all have major sunburns (or in my case, a massive Holiness tan.  Haha!).  All in all, it was a good, fun, and happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLUE5-Q9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/KrBFVY_Pg5Q/s1600/picnic+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541781403222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLUE5-Q9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/KrBFVY_Pg5Q/s320/picnic+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys played flag football.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLThE3aeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-g5fGCIlpsc/s1600/picnic+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541771785234914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLThE3aeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-g5fGCIlpsc/s320/picnic+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My good friend Katie and myself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLTKuTqWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fkwom2ODWEI/s1600/picnic+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541765785037154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLTKuTqWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fkwom2ODWEI/s320/picnic+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RaeLyn, Eliza, Hayley, and my nose.  It took us forever to get a pic of all of us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLSztBbeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Y15ey_Sxw-0/s1600/picnic+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541759605632482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLSztBbeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Y15ey_Sxw-0/s320/picnic+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It still didn't work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK9lItEHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/likK8lwPbaQ/s1600/picnic+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541394917953650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK9lItEHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/likK8lwPbaQ/s320/picnic+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leanna, Cheryl, and I.... Love 'em! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK9XBUOGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/__6JBU7p1nA/s1600/picnic+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541391128868962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK9XBUOGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/__6JBU7p1nA/s320/picnic+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Posse (as the Buckland's affectionally call us)  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK86DiJZI/AAAAAAAAAII/beVY3wA7rqU/s1600/picnic+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541383353542034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK86DiJZI/AAAAAAAAAII/beVY3wA7rqU/s320/picnic+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Athletic skirts, Tennis shoes, and braids.... Such Holiness girls are we. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK8UJ_AwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/liRboDZcx-I/s1600/picnic+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461541373180052226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tK8UJ_AwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/liRboDZcx-I/s320/picnic+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"We're cute!"  Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-5834687204851681561?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5834687204851681561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-what-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5834687204851681561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5834687204851681561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-what-beautiful-day.html' title='&quot;Oh! What a Beautiful day...&quot;'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S8tLUE5-Q9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/KrBFVY_Pg5Q/s72-c/picnic+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6096265590540612111</id><published>2010-03-20T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:08:18.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Spring!!</title><content type='html'>I absolutely LOVE spring!!! Yesterday, I really enjoyed sitting out on the patio, here at schook, doing homework and having devotions. It has been wonderfully warm weather here in Cincy. Because of this, I am super-duper excited for summer! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have really been enjoying these last several weeks of my life. God has really been close to me and has been faithful to provide me with the comfort of knowing that He will guide me each day in the path that He has chosen for me. Also, I have been catching up on homework..... Can I say, again, that Doctrine of Holiness is gonna be the death of me? :) Haha! No, really... I have learned a lot from Dr. Brown's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a great time visiting the Cincinnati Museum Center with a friend and had a "wonderful" time getting lost in the deep dark depths of the city. Haha! Good times, good times! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, life is good and God is great!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450917900304297650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S6WM8zt0rrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CSudtB_bilA/s320/eliza+%26+I+skiing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random "ski" pic of Eliza &amp;amp; I :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-6096265590540612111?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6096265590540612111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/hooray-for-spring.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6096265590540612111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6096265590540612111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/hooray-for-spring.html' title='Hooray for Spring!!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S6WM8zt0rrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CSudtB_bilA/s72-c/eliza+%26+I+skiing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-699331453733048836</id><published>2010-03-15T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:32:13.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Faithful!</title><content type='html'>I don't know.  I may be totally crazy or something, but it just feels like it has been a while since I have had a personal "praise meeting" for my Heavenly Father.  For the past few weeks, I have been reading in Isaiah and am currently "stuck" on the Isaiah 58:9 &amp;amp; 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Then shalt thou call, and the Lord shall answer;  though shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am...." "And the Lord shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones:  and thou shalt be like a watered garden and like a spring of water, whose water fails not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Tonight, as I read this,  I was comforted by the fact that our wonderful Father will ALWAYS be there.  He is not a God that will just leave us by the wayside or desert us in the midst of a crisis.  He hears our lonely cry and wants to comfort us.  He guides us continually and satisfies our soul even in our times of spiritual battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Praise the Lord!! I don't know about you, but I was so encouraged this evening as I went before my Savior with praise and thanksgiving.  I am proud to say that HE is my Father and is in charge of my life!!  He deserves all honor &amp;amp; praise!  Hallelujah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-699331453733048836?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/699331453733048836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-is-faithful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/699331453733048836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/699331453733048836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-is-faithful.html' title='God is Faithful!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1591752593501106902</id><published>2010-03-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:32:55.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banquet 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjTSK8qpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L2nKPsjqAWc/s1600-h/Banquet+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447986988436990610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjTSK8qpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L2nKPsjqAWc/s320/Banquet+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjS6LbxQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OeLDsk1ZZe0/s1600-h/Banquet+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447986981996578050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjS6LbxQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OeLDsk1ZZe0/s320/Banquet+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjStsvYRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M8qW69nzl5c/s1600-h/Banquet+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447986978646614290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjStsvYRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M8qW69nzl5c/s320/Banquet+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjR7SYjUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8eKOlEdkT9E/s1600-h/Banquet+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447986965114293570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjR7SYjUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8eKOlEdkT9E/s320/Banquet+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjRTHxEMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BvThvT_7xV0/s1600-h/Banquet+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447986954332344514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjRTHxEMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BvThvT_7xV0/s320/Banquet+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for my first banquet, at GBS, I have to say that I had a good time. The food was great and the entertainment was amazing. The songs were hilarious. :) Eliza, Kent, RaeLyn, Byron, Hayley, Ben, Brandon, and I attended attended together and ended up having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2130609574107182278-1591752593501106902?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1591752593501106902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/banquet-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1591752593501106902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1591752593501106902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/banquet-2010.html' title='Banquet 2010'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5sjTSK8qpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L2nKPsjqAWc/s72-c/Banquet+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-653623550415516588</id><published>2010-03-09T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:20:57.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially</title><content type='html'>Well, I have officially gotten back into the daily grind of things around here. And just to inform you of my life at the moment.... DOCTRINE OF HOLINESS IS KILLING MEEEEE!!!! (clears throat nervously).... ok... I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I was saying, I woke up this morning, brushed my teeth, and am officially "at" school. I have been waking early, reading words, making runs in my hose, and grooving to Dr. Brown's lovely voice. This is my life. Woohoo! Let's make the best of it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, one of my b-e-s-t-e-s-t friends officially is engaged!!! The lovely Eliza Paige Holes will be marrying the dashing Kent Allen True on July 24 in the year of our wonderful Lord, 2010. I trust that they will always endeaver to serve our Heavenly Father and desire to follow His will for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446822021082104914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5b_xQlfxFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8PSF1sOUYo4/s320/cute+stuff+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kent, Eliza, &amp;amp; I on our "date" to Eden Park. :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-653623550415516588?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/653623550415516588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/653623550415516588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/653623550415516588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially.html' title='Officially'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S5b_xQlfxFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8PSF1sOUYo4/s72-c/cute+stuff+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-4055894078922653703</id><published>2010-03-06T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:08:44.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Winter Break! Woohoo!!</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I am LOVINGGGGG break!!  It has been great to be able to spend time with the family and just relax.  It's funny how that doesn't even seem to be in my vocabulary any more.  :)  Thankfully, I have had a great time and am counting the very seconds to when I come back for Spring break.  I know we're not suppose to "wish our lives away" or whatever, but it's hard sometimes to focus on certain circumstances and be optimistic.  Well, enough of the pessimism (or however in the wide world you spell that!).  I am super-duper thankful for all that God has given me! Really, I am.  The oppurtunity to study at a Christian college is amazing and I am REALLY  thankful to my Heavenly Father for this blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anywho, I have been up to nothing this last week.  Sleeping in, Facebooking, and hanging with the family is about it!  On Thursday, I told a story in Good News Club and it just so happened that we had the most that we have ever had that night.  Afterwards, I went home with my grandparents and that is were I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellll.... I'm not sure what else to update about, but I trust that you have a blessed new week!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-4055894078922653703?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4055894078922653703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/mid-winter-break-woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4055894078922653703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4055894078922653703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/mid-winter-break-woohoo.html' title='Mid-Winter Break! Woohoo!!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-715870064472369501</id><published>2010-03-02T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:00:10.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People I Know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43Bf9GZtCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Xv641DRyxQE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444220279282316322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43Bf9GZtCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Xv641DRyxQE/s320/Snapshot_20100205_33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BfpcGsHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wrzzMj7UAlw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444220274004635762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BfpcGsHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wrzzMj7UAlw/s320/Snapshot_20100205_25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BfaAZ6EI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zoI_59xj_2Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444220269861922882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BfaAZ6EI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zoI_59xj_2Q/s320/Snapshot_20100205_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43Be3YKtYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/M5YHiijOl-A/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444220260566349186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43Be3YKtYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/M5YHiijOl-A/s320/Snapshot_20100205_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BerxRH0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pOzoMdwfeWM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100205_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444220257450401602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43BerxRH0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pOzoMdwfeWM/s320/Snapshot_20100205_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been faithful about updating this thing!!  I have been super busy.  Although, that shouldn't be an excuse, it is a legititmate one.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an explanation for the pictures, we three girls stayed up fairly late one Friday night and were partying in the Fourth floor lounge at school.  Here are some pics.  Eliza is the one in the soccer uniform.  She is one of my closest friends.  Her family are Open-air evangelists and travel all across the U.S. preaching the Gospel at Public Universities, Streets, and urban areas.  She is an avid skier and loves God with all of her heart.  Hayley is the red-headed girl.  She is a perfectionist, an accomplished pianist, and a deep-thinker.  She always has something positive to say and a little on the shy side.  She brings out the best in us. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there ya have it!  Stay tuned for more in the future!  I PROMISE!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2130609574107182278-715870064472369501?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/715870064472369501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/715870064472369501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/715870064472369501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-i-know.html' title='People I Know.'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/S43Bf9GZtCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Xv641DRyxQE/s72-c/Snapshot_20100205_33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-6298064160377289518</id><published>2009-12-07T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:52:36.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh the joys! How I love school!  haha!  Especially the week of finals!! ahhh!!!! Thankfully, I am not too worried about them and I should do fine.  In the meantime, things are going fairly good!  With the Christmas season quickly approaching, the campus has come alive with all sorts of festivites.  Fourth floor, in the dorm, is having a Secret Sister party and we all can discover who our secret sister was!  I am really looking forward to that!  :)  On Friday, Mrs. Byer is having a Christmas party at her home and I can't wait for that, either.  Ash and I put up lights and wrapped our door with wrapping paper to give the room a cheerful, Christmasy look and feel to it.  :)  See?? You can have fun during final's week!! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just thought I would throw this in here.  I was reading a friend's blog and this paragraph was posted.  I found it intriguing and thought I would share it with you.  It is taken from a book by Frank Peretti, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...they worshiped and tampered and played with sin so much it became a thing with wings and scales and legs and teeth. People do that, you know, hang onto sin like it was a little pet. Problem with this pet is, it grows. It gets big and ugly and obvious, and before long it starts calling the shots. And it kills people, Benson[person being spoken to]. Used to be it was small enough to scarf you down in small pieces. Now it's big enough to take you down in two, three bites. It hooks you like a fish, hooks you right through the heart, and then it reels you in. Oh, and it can wait. It can choose the time. It might wait years, but it takes you sooner or later. Always does... Used to be sin was a dirty little secret you could keep inside. Well, not anymore. It's too big now, too mean, too hungry. It's pay day. Like God told Cain, 'Sin is crouching at the door, wanting to devour you'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you think just a little.  God helps us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-6298064160377289518?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6298064160377289518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-joys-how-i-love-school-haha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6298064160377289518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/6298064160377289518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-joys-how-i-love-school-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8936600097202143493</id><published>2009-12-06T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:48:33.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Has Happened to Our Heritage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;     What is a heritage?  Why does it matter?  Well, according to Webster's, a heritage is something that is &lt;em&gt;specifically&lt;/em&gt; reserved for an individual.  Our heritage, in the Holiness Movement, is deep and rich.  It ought to be carefully and precisely preserved!  Unfortunately, Holiness churches in today's generation are allowing the vision of Holiness to slip.  The standards that we have always held are being torn apart and altered.  Why are we changing the "building blocks" of what we believe?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8936600097202143493?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8936600097202143493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-has-happened-to-our-heritage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8936600097202143493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8936600097202143493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-has-happened-to-our-heritage.html' title='What Has Happened to Our Heritage?'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1413800119661071636</id><published>2009-11-15T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:45:52.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so Blessed.</title><content type='html'>Well, since it is near Thanksgiving, I figured that it would be appropriate to list things that I am most thankful for in life.  First and foremost, I would say thanks to my Heavenly Father for everything He has done for me.  He saved me from sin and has given me new life.  Second of all, I want to thank my wonderful parents for EVERYTHING they have done.  Mommy and Daddy, thanks for instilling Christian principles into us and thank you for remaining faithful to the cause of Christ! Thanks for giving us a wonderful home to live in and being there for us in our times of need.  I love you both so very much!!!  Also, I would like to thank Vange and Nate for being my bestest friends.  Vange, I will never forget all the fun times we have had (playing with Barbies on Sunday afternoons when we were supposed to be taking naps and hearing you play your violin).  Nate, you are the best little brother a girl could have (even when were are mad at each other for some "strange" reason.  haha.).  Joshua, you are my lil buddy and I love you sooo much! :)  Next, I would like to thank Grandma and Grandpa for being so loving and helpful to me.  I'll never forget your generosity or all the weekends that I have spent at your house.  I also am thankful for my good friends.  Sharree, Jennifer, Eliza, RaeLyn, Jon, Hope, Freda, Kara, Courtney, and Katie.... what a bunch we are! I am thankful for all of you!!  I'll never forget our mall trips and our crazy "studying" techniques.  haha.  Ash, I am so thankful that I have you for my first roommate! We have learned so much about dorm life and passing room checks.  :)  Oh yeah, Mel, you provide me with my Friday night entertainment when I have to work late while everyone else is gone having fun without me.  :)  Pretty much, I am thankful for those that God has given to me in this life.  He has provided me with the best family and friends a girl could EVER ask for.  I love you all!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1413800119661071636?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1413800119661071636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-blessed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1413800119661071636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1413800119661071636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-blessed.html' title='I am so Blessed.'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-2374340341125799845</id><published>2009-10-30T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:00:18.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2, 0.5, 50%</title><content type='html'>Yippee!! We're halfway through the semester!! I'm one happy chica!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-2374340341125799845?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2374340341125799845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-05-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2374340341125799845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/2374340341125799845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/12-05-50.html' title='1/2, 0.5, 50%'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8294463423015597682</id><published>2009-10-23T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:00:56.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and an Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCBJiTq2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/IVFN_02fDoY/s1600-h/collegestuff+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947891050392418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCBJiTq2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/IVFN_02fDoY/s320/collegestuff+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCAmDGgeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5tMewQmrF48/s1600-h/collegestuff+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947881524265442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCAmDGgeI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5tMewQmrF48/s320/collegestuff+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCATv3a5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/6RuFICkfNBI/s1600-h/collegestuff+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947876611746706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCATv3a5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/6RuFICkfNBI/s320/collegestuff+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJB_LLKLoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lkvNYKfP_wk/s1600-h/collegestuff+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947857130434178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJB_LLKLoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lkvNYKfP_wk/s320/collegestuff+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJB-79pjGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7D16v2Kz5UU/s1600-h/skating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947853047237730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJB-79pjGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7D16v2Kz5UU/s320/skating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... since I am pretty much incapable of figuring the whole "posting pictures AND identifing what is happening in each picture" thing out.... I'm sorry and hope you will forgive me.  :)  The first picture (drumroll, please?) is my side!! Yeah, I know... it looks terrible!  Due to the fact that Ash and I have hardly any room for our stuff, our room generally looks like this.  Except for on Tuesdays, when the "stuff" is moved to the closet.  :)  The second picture is of my "other" roommate, aka SONIA!!! Let me just add that she is one craZy girl! The third photo is of Ashley at this really cool bookstore/coffee shop downtown.  It has all these nooks and crannies that have random tables and really cool artwork.  I love it and it is a great place to study!!  The next picture is of my good friend Andrea and I.  She is from North Pole, Alaska (which I find pretty sweet) and is very much a nerd.  Haha! The last one is of Kara, Courtney, and I skating.  Let me just tell you, that I lovelovelove skating and it has become my favorite "sport".  :)  Yeah, I know, I know.  I am soooo NOT the sporty one, but skating is just sooo much fun.  In fact, I have become fairly proficient at it in recent days.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am not sure what else to tell you.  School is school and I am tired.... but hey! Life goes on! &lt;/div&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/2130609574107182278-8294463423015597682?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8294463423015597682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-and-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8294463423015597682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8294463423015597682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-and-update.html' title='Pictures and an Update'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SuJCBJiTq2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/IVFN_02fDoY/s72-c/collegestuff+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-9027063784776286555</id><published>2009-10-13T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:17:38.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school, swine flu, and study, study,study...</title><content type='html'>Wow!  The weeks are flying by sooo fast! I can hardly believe that October is already halfway through. It seems just like yesterday I was walking up onto the GBS campus for the first time with the intention of coming here to college.  Where has the time gone? :)&lt;br /&gt;    Well, with that out of the way, I must remind you that I have never been so busy in my entire life.  Deadlines here and activities there.  Work and attempting to study fills up my time.  I love it though.  I have been able to meet new people and most of all, learn more about God and how to further my knowledge of Him.  Just last night, I was reading in Acts and trying to come up with a devotional.  As I read through it, I was blessed to hear the different accounts of where the Holy Spirit came and met with the people.  May God help us to desire and yearn for the presence of the Holy Spirit more often. &lt;br /&gt;    When I mentioned Swine Flu in the title, I meant just that.  A weaker strain of Swine Flu has been going around on campus and is spreading quite rapidly.  A lot of the girls have been confined to their rooms and are "enjoying" the solitude of their beds for a few days.  Strangely enough, it just seems to have affected the girls and not so many of the boys. &lt;br /&gt;    Well, I'm not sure what else to say... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-9027063784776286555?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9027063784776286555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-swine-flu-and-study-studystudy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/9027063784776286555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/9027063784776286555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-swine-flu-and-study-studystudy.html' title='school, swine flu, and study, study,study...'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8816945027441702383</id><published>2009-09-21T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:16:20.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times, New Experiences, &amp; Good Memories</title><content type='html'>I think that we can all safely say that this has been a fairly decent weekend.  With all of the Connection Days activities that have been going on for the last couple of weeks, we have kept ourselves quite busy on the weekends.  On Friday, I tried my hand at ice skating.  I have to say that it was very enjoyable and I think I could totally get it down pat if I have more practice! Kara and I really enjoyed learning and hopefully are going to master this art!  But, this Saturday was a little different for me.  For you see, I was actually able to sleep in!! By saying that I was excited, is putting it mildy.  :)  I woke up at around noon and laid around for a bit.  It was good to just mope around and not have to worry about school or work.  After actually deciding to get dressed and attempt to look presentable, I went out for a light "breakfast" at Dunkin Donuts not far from campus.  Their Frozen Mocha Cappacino is amazing-- and it is really pretty... which is a dumb reason to get any type of food since pretty usually equals nasty.  Anywho, I came back to campus and tried to get myself into a game of ping-pong... as usual, that didn't work out.  Later on, a group of friends and I went to this mall and enjoyed meandering through expensive stores and reading the decorative plaques that The Olde Farmstead had to offer.  As a side-note, Jenni and I were talking about something that Mrs. Wolf has us sing in Marriage and Family class.  (To the tune of I have Decided)  "I have decided to stay married, I have decided to stay married, etc"...  and since I had read this certain particular plaque that pertained to marriage , Jenni started belting out Mrs. Wolf's signature Marriage and Family song.  The cashier thought it rather entertaining.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I have to say that the services were amazing.  Courtney did a great job with his message and I hope and pray that we find a pianist soon.  I do not enjoy playing in front of people at all! Also, I really enjoyed the Prayer Station ministry.  I was really encouraged and it felt good to get out of my comfort zone for Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I really know to tell you.  I had a great weekend, how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8816945027441702383?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8816945027441702383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-times-new-experiences-good-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8816945027441702383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8816945027441702383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-times-new-experiences-good-memories.html' title='Fun Times, New Experiences, &amp; Good Memories'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-564754097702211260</id><published>2009-09-17T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:59:23.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><content type='html'>Prayer has never been something that I have doubted.  I have always respected people that seem to have that ability to pray the heavens down.  But just lately have I fully began to acknowledge the truth that there is POWER in prayer!  Just simply having that connection with my Heavenly Father can make the seemingly impossible item possible! Just today, I had been worrying and fretting over a certain situation, and I had gone to the prayer room to be alone and to bring it before my Savior.  Then just tonight, I am priviledged to say that our wonderful, gracious God has answered it in full!  He fully relieved me of my worries!  He is worthy of our praise!  Praise the Lord! Hallelujah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-564754097702211260?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/564754097702211260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/564754097702211260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/564754097702211260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-7548376173947073207</id><published>2009-09-14T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:29:53.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry</title><content type='html'>I started my ministry at Vine Street Chapel yesterday.  There are about 5 of us that are in charge of the chapel: Ryan Watters (pastor/leader), Jenny Simpkins (food coordinator), Megan Walsworth (financial person), Courtney Raines (pastor), and me.  To give you more of a clue as to what we do, I'll tell you what we did yesterday.  We met in the girl's dorm and then headed towards Vine Street.  We open the doors and start the coffee for the homeless.  After all the chairs were set up, Ryan led us in a short devotional and a few songs.  After we had a prayer, we went calling and tried to round up people for the services.  A rather pitiful looking guy brought his equally pitiful looking guitar and could actually play halfway decent.  Another guy stole the box that the coffee maker was in.  After a few songs, Santiago brought the message that God had given him.  It was very touching.  Afterwards, we went into the adjoining room and had a small meal of chili.  I'm not sure if anyone noticed it besides me, but there was this man who was looking inside the door the whole time we ate.  Jenny had mentioned to me that Vine Street Chapel is more of a mission than Main Street is because of where it is located.  People in the area are just looking for a place to sit or get something to eat.  But, what is more important is a place to find spiritual food. &lt;br /&gt;     Once everyone is gone, we clean up the room and prepare the rooms for kids club.  I wipe the table and help stack songbooks.  Finally, we all pile into the cars and we're headed back to the school.  Ryan had said that one of the guys really opened up to him and is needing prayer.  So, please remember him if you think about it.  I'm not sure what is name is, but I will post it when I find out.&lt;br /&gt;     Well, that's pretty much what happened.  Just remember Vine Street in prayer.  I really enjoyed working there and am hoping that it grows with God's help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-7548376173947073207?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7548376173947073207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ministry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7548376173947073207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/7548376173947073207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ministry.html' title='Ministry'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-5845412016562317026</id><published>2009-09-12T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:03:54.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GBS Has Talent, baby!! woohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtzsWsC4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/j52iA5YGN2Q/s1600-h/talentshowjudges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655652159622018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtzsWsC4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/j52iA5YGN2Q/s320/talentshowjudges.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtzGLIJXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XMh-jRgIGGM/s1600-h/talentshow7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655641910584690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtzGLIJXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XMh-jRgIGGM/s320/talentshow7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/Sqvty55YuWI/AAAAAAAAADw/UywbG6_5I0A/s1600-h/talentshow6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655638614948194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/Sqvty55YuWI/AAAAAAAAADw/UywbG6_5I0A/s320/talentshow6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtyeaTPkI/AAAAAAAAADo/IcZCIDC30hI/s1600-h/talentshow5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655631236808258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtyeaTPkI/AAAAAAAAADo/IcZCIDC30hI/s320/talentshow5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Martin Sisters!! love the suits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtyJQdhPI/AAAAAAAAADg/ETSSSXX9szI/s1600-h/talentshow4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655625558394098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtyJQdhPI/AAAAAAAAADg/ETSSSXX9szI/s320/talentshow4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Freshman ensemble... no, I was not in it... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/Sqvr5qHgVYI/AAAAAAAAADI/SMyM0GTwjF8/s1600-h/talentshow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380653555615028610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/Sqvr5qHgVYI/AAAAAAAAADI/SMyM0GTwjF8/s320/talentshow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria Stetler, Hannah Emery, and Hei&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvsNzy3dqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RpAP1LXQLfs/s1600-h/talentshow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380653901810202274" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2130609574107182278-5845412016562317026?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5845412016562317026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/gbs-has-talent-baby-woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5845412016562317026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/5845412016562317026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/gbs-has-talent-baby-woohoo.html' title='GBS Has Talent, baby!! woohoo!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqvtzsWsC4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/j52iA5YGN2Q/s72-c/talentshowjudges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-4791062048751219544</id><published>2009-09-10T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:52:47.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower Power</title><content type='html'>As I lay dreaming of cottony shapes and happy things, the shrill sound of my roommate's alarm clock forces me to wake. I stretch and yawn, as I flip my legs over the edge of the bed. Stumbling towards the closet, I grab a towel and washcloth, snatch my robe from the hook, and stuff shampoo and soap in my shower bag. My flipflops could wake the dead at this hour of the morning. The steam of the restroom welcomes me and I walk to the showers and contemplate upon which one would provide me with the least amount of germs, fungus-ness, or whatever may be lurking inside. I finally decide upon one and lay my supplies on the icky green chair. The shampoo, soap, washcloth and everything else is in position and the water is turned on to get warm. Finally, everything is set up for success. As the warm water pours upon my head, I try carefully to not allow the creamy, yellowish shower curtain to touch me. Who knows what is on that beast. All of the sudden a gush of scourching water scalds my scalp and I let out a scream that would wake the dead (ok... so, maybe it wasn't all that dramatic, but you get my point). Obviously, someone doesn't know to read the signs that say, "Yell Flush before flushing-- otherwise, the person in the shower will be burnt to a crisp-literally". Fortunately for that poor soul, I am not bitter. There are some on this lovely floor that takes not yelling "FLUSH" personally. Trust me! I know... :) Well, enough of this drama... I think I will go and do some homework now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-4791062048751219544?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4791062048751219544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/shower-power.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4791062048751219544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/4791062048751219544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/shower-power.html' title='Shower Power'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-85869350684932778</id><published>2009-09-08T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:37:09.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thought...</title><content type='html'>This chorus was mentioned in a friend's blog and I just thought that I would share it with those who read my blog (probably like 4 or 5 people haha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gentle Savior lead me on, Let your Spirit light my way, Gentle Saviour lead me on, Hold me close, keep me safe, lead me on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This impacted me in a tremendous way tonight.  It was just what I needed.  Even in times when we may be in need of comfort or healing, He will ALWAYS be close by to direct us, keep us safe, and lead us on in the paths that were meant for us!  It seems like this has taken on a new meaning lately, for which I am thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-85869350684932778?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/85869350684932778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/85869350684932778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/85869350684932778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought...'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8723441791582704937</id><published>2009-09-08T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:30:24.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signal Gone.</title><content type='html'>My goodness gracious!  I can honestly say that I have never felt more braindead in my entire life.  I don't know whether this weariness is just from the stress of college life or from lack of sleep.  All that I know, is that my whole body could just collapse right where I am sitting.  Right now, I don't even think that I could form a sentence without stumbling and stuttering through it. &lt;br /&gt;    This morning I woke at around 6:30 to my roommate, Sonia's, alarmclock blaring in my ear.  So, I finally woke up, dressed, and tidied my room for roomchecks.  As I stepped into my first period class, the overwhelming sensation of weariness welcomed itself into my body.  Pinching myself was a hopeless cause since I just kept nodding off the longer I sat in the class.  Thank goodness I didn't actually fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;    Oh well! I'm trying to get a few extra hours of sleep in by going to bed earlier and studying earlier, too.  Today, I was able to finish most everything by 8:00 and was able an hour or so of social time.  Hope and I had a great time hanging out in her room.... *sigh* I'm beginning to ramble and I just need to hit the sack.... Goodnight! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8723441791582704937?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8723441791582704937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/signal-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8723441791582704937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8723441791582704937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/signal-gone.html' title='Signal Gone.'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8497693697002695655</id><published>2009-09-08T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:37:53.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayWG9RaeI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAfnAYJX6S8/s1600-h/kandice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379182897835108834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayWG9RaeI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAfnAYJX6S8/s320/kandice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayVyvtJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gRvYXnsj4So/s1600-h/junglejims.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379182892409497522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayVyvtJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gRvYXnsj4So/s320/junglejims.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayVfDFoLI/AAAAAAAAACw/FVfpxDsIkwI/s1600-h/fireworks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379182887122084018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayVfDFoLI/AAAAAAAAACw/FVfpxDsIkwI/s320/fireworks3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayU_dD5KI/AAAAAAAAACo/fIlzeZ6Gzbg/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379182878641087650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayU_dD5KI/AAAAAAAAACo/fIlzeZ6Gzbg/s320/fireworks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayUmKHd7I/AAAAAAAAACg/OWiM3r9f8lQ/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379182871850743730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayUmKHd7I/AAAAAAAAACg/OWiM3r9f8lQ/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8497693697002695655?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8497693697002695655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-stuff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8497693697002695655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8497693697002695655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-stuff.html' title='Fun Stuff'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/SqayWG9RaeI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAfnAYJX6S8/s72-c/kandice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-3700677045780616404</id><published>2009-09-07T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:27:07.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Drama...</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a girl.  She lived in a large house with many floors with many rooms.  In each room a different person dwelt.  She lived on the forth floor in room 409.  She liked people and liked to socialize.  Sometimes, she socialized too much and then reaped the consequences.  Like tonight, for example.  This girl had to complete a rather large assignment in the middle of the night.  By all means, this is not the end of the story.  For you see, this girl has a tendancy to be a tad scatterbrained when tired and can make a mess out of the simplest of tasks.  The girl focused her attention on her assignment and finally completed it.  With a sigh of relief, the girl put her books away. &lt;br /&gt;     Of course, she double checked her assignment book and, "OH HORRORS OF HORRORS!!". For there, written in bold handwriting, was the page number 77.  The girl snatched the book off the shelf and flew to the desk.  She began writing down answers and spent the rest of what was left of the p.m. re-completing the CORRECT assignment.  Her fingers were sore and her mind was completely fried.  But, alas! the work was done! The job had been completed and the girl lived happily ever after! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-3700677045780616404?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3700677045780616404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-drama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3700677045780616404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/3700677045780616404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-drama.html' title='Oh the Drama...'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-1715847088026509038</id><published>2009-09-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:15:43.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Like Jesus</title><content type='html'>Do you know the song entitled "To Be Like Jesus"?  The song was sung recently and I couldn't help but to ponder that question it presented.  Am I trying to live my life in a way that Jesus would be proud of? Is my attitude one in which Jesus would approve? What about my life ambitions or the small choices that I make from day to day?  Are they Christ-focused?&lt;br /&gt;     The cheif desire of every Christian should be to glorify and magnify God in everything we say or do.  We exist to glorify God and He wants us to live a life that is free from blemish.  The smallest thing we could ever do is to make Him our highest priority.  God is a god that is interested in the minute details of our lives.  We need to make Him the king of those details. &lt;br /&gt;    If we spend more time in prayer and reading our guidebook, the Bible, we will grow and become educated in the things of God.  It's rather interesting to point out at how much of a difference morning devotions can make in your life.  To be honest, I have always struggled with my devotions.  I would either forget about them or just push it out of my mind to do something that I thought would be more enjoyable.  But, I have to say that God can change all of that!  I have had some of the most rewarding times reading the Bible and spending time with my Savior lately.  Yes, I have had some changes in my life, but I think that I have grown immensly in my spiritual walk. &lt;br /&gt;    On a personal note, I would like to say that my only desire and goal for this life is to be fully surrendered to Him and "to be like Jesus".  He is faithful! He will be there for all your problems! Just look to Him, He'll be faithfully by your side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-1715847088026509038?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1715847088026509038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-be-like-jesus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1715847088026509038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/1715847088026509038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-be-like-jesus.html' title='To Be Like Jesus'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2130609574107182278.post-8634106941644581462</id><published>2009-09-02T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:19:35.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome One, Welcome All!</title><content type='html'>Oh the joys of new and fresh beginnings!  As I lay wrapped up in my blankets this morning, I thought of how much my life has changed in the last few months.  Life has become busy and chaotic... but through all of this fog, God has remained the same.  He's been by my side through various difficulties. He is faithful! Although, I don't entirely know for sure what God has in store for my life, I know that he is the Potter and I am the clay.... I don't have anything to truly worry about as long as I place my life into His hands be molded by Him.  I trust that you have the desire to be His and fully His.  Think on Him this morning and spend time worshipping and honoring our Savior, for He truly is worthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2130609574107182278-8634106941644581462?l=christiannajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8634106941644581462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-one-welcome-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8634106941644581462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2130609574107182278/posts/default/8634106941644581462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christiannajoy.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-one-welcome-all.html' title='Welcome One, Welcome All!'/><author><name>Christianna Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464725750498593173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aLCuNZfbmV0/TUcLVoEibSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6N66YQNYGyI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
