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I've created a monster out of NOT blogging. So, as with everything else in my life, I'm finding a way to simplify. Hence, I'm now officially blogging on the go via the Blogger app! Yes, it is a bit of a soapbox about the legacy of the late Steve Jobs and still more amazing products from our friends at Apple, but I digress... I was told by a trusted and very dear friend that some dreams of mine I

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... You won't lose out on a thing!(as posted on www.YesIAm-US.blogspot.com on 01/21/2011 by MeaganAmanda)Download the order card for your Singing Valentine purchase now! In case you forgot, it's $25 per Valentine and orders can be turned in to Carrie herself or by emailing the form to YesIAm.US@gmail.com.As always, our mission is love; and this year, in showing boldly our love for our friends and

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I first heard this article read at a worship conference where Brian Doerksen was speaking about the revelation of going from orphans to sons and daughters of God. It has probably been the single most influential sermonette of the year for me. It isn't the entire article, although I'd encourage you to read it in it's entirety at some point. But this, just this little bit... This, I will never

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As I sit and review my hectic Christmas Eve, I am tired but pleased to have been as used as I was today. You see it's one thing to do one or two things that your good at, but if you're like me, creativity is what I'm good at. And how do channel that into one field or the other? You can't really, because all the ideas bleed together to create more of a kaleidoscope of possibility rather than a

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So much has happened in just a few short months! I'm nearing the end of my TEFL class and I'm in full Christmas-swing at Genesis Church (and LOVING it, I might add!). Also, I'm dreaming big alongside Carrie Bowen and Ashley White (the newest member of the Yes I Am staff) for service opportunities and musical journeys in 2011! It's going to be a fantastic New Year and the idea machines get no

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THE STORYIt's been a tumultuous time in my life.On the closing of one chapter, naturally, a new one begins and this time the transitions have been fraught with fear, heartache, uncertainty, insecurity, and yet GREAT expectation. If you look at temperaments on a sliding scale, I chronically slide to the terrified side of ecstatic. Let me start at the end of the last chapter and catch you up to

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I once bought a pack of cards which said, "Wisdom is close to the ground." That sentence has haunted me ever since.Gina, a long-time friend and one of my mentors, told me during a particularly low point, "God tends to make the somethings when there's nothing." Again... haunted.One of my favorite verses in Bible (Thanks to Haley Lamb!) starts out, "Hope deferred makes the heart sick..." (Psalm 13:

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Seriously...I had the opportunity (for the second year in a row! yehaw!) to go on a Historic Augusta Downtown Loft tour. This year, it happened to fall on First Friday, which is an excuse for all Augustans (and those nearby) to come out of the wood work and be a real city for a night. There are live bands on nearly every corner of downtown and there are stands set up randomly on the street

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The friends that I have, I hold very dear.I know a lot of people, but please don't misunderstand. I am close to maybe a handful of those beautiful smiling faces. In fact I used to have written criteria (not kidding, how sad is that?) for the qualities I look for in a friend. I'll have to find it and dig it out but I remember one of the requirements was humor. Evidently I can't be friends with

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I have walked across the stage at the James Brown Arena, wearing a black cap and gown with a white tassel and a gold medallion. I processed in, and back out, in perfect alignment with my peers participating in the event of "commencement."What does that even mean? (I googled it... very reliable)Commencement –noun 1. an act or instance of commencing; beginning: the commencement of hostilities. 2.

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(or woman :)Type in "Know your worth" into Google. What you get back is a list of Salary Wizard Calculators and Women's Empowerment blurbs. Yikes. Neither of those really resound in me. Clearly I'm not so naive to think that my self-worth is strictly the amount of money I could be making, nor do I think that because I'm a woman, I'm supposed to super-inflate my standards and expectations to an

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(I get in this mood from time to time...)I eat animal crackers.Generally I rehearse important conversations over and over before they happen.If I watch movies with sub-titles, I imagine what their voices would sound like in English.I prefer snuggling to pretty much anything else.There are old friends that I still want to stay close with that don't care a thing about me now.Probably once a week, I

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I am on Spring Break!I am sincerely thankful that my hometown is famous for it's championship golf week in April. I am even more grateful that, because I drive past the glorious Magnolia Way EVERY DAY on my way to school, the entire CSRA (Central Savannah River Area- for the non-locals) cancels school for the week and my family tends to get the heck out of town! I only had to spend 2 days in the

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It occurred to me that in all the hustle and bustle and blogging on a new project, I've forgotten to mention it here since my originally very vague post several months back. (Remember this?)I'm allowed to help!! And I'm loving every minute of it. Yes I Am is a newly formed organization that was the heart-child of singer, songwriter (and dear, dear friend) Carrie Bowen. Carrie's daughter, Maisey,

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Have you ever been hungry? I mean REALLY hungry; so hungry that you literally ached?Have you ever wanted to feed someone else, but knew that you didn't really have the money? Or maybe you've wanted to feed those people you see on the commercials with the distended bellies but you knew you'd probably never get to go all the way to their country. Has that ever happened?Visit the Hunger Site. Just

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I lead a small group of middle school girls. Can I just say right here, that if you've ever swore middle schoolers can not hear from the Lord or think deeper than the next five minutes, you have it perfectly wrong. See every week, I let them write down anything in the universe that they want to pray about, in a little square notepad. Back in the fall, I let them decorate the box that I bring with

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MeaganAmanda invites you to SocialVibe.com

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I'm nobody! Who are you?Are you nobody, too?Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!They'd banish us, you know.How dreary to be somebody!How public, like a frogTo tell your name the livelong dayTo an admiring bog!~Emily DickinsonWhat do you think she was trying to say? If you know anything about Emily Dickinson, you know that after returning from Female Seminary, she was extremely content to be a

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And I feel fine.Ahhh... Thank you REM for such a perfect tune. But seriously...I was watching the news last night (on accident- I hate watching it unless it's local or documentary type stuff on world issues- otherwise they talk too fast and use all their vocabulary words at once and give me a headache.) and they were discussing what this 200-something decade would be called. The auts? The nauts?

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I skipped my monthly posts (AGAIN) at the beginning of November and December and thus here is the compiled list of wall-wisdom (from my calendar at work):*Stand up for your high principles even if you have to stand alone.*Read biographies of successful men and women, to translate their success more specifically.*Take your dad bowling.*When asked, take the time to give out-of-town visitors

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I was sitting at the piano in my living room a while back, remembering a "holy moment" from a prayer service that we did at my church, specifically for the youth, some months back. That night of prayer I had been helping to lead worship and in a lull between prayers and scriptures going forth and singing choruses, my hands left the keys and I sang out what my heart was crying to God. "Whatever

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So I've always had this theory that less is indeed more. In marketing, it leaves mystery which is a far better draw than overloaded ads. In writing (although I haven't mastered this), it leaves a far clearer picture of your thesis than ramblings of miscellaneous details. In decorating, it leaves a cleaner feeling space than rooms with far too busy or too cluttered schemes. Anyway, you get my

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In the switch from writing "notes" on facebook, to posting on my "big girl blog", I forgot to maintain my wisdom from the wall routine (for those of you who don't understand what I'm talking about... I usually post all the "instructional verses" from my wall calendar at work, mixed with a little of my own... Needless to say I am behind). SO.. Here we go:For September:Remember that everybody has

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I'm working on a project with a friend... it's called yes I am and it's her brain/ heart child. She's a mother and wife and church staff member with little time to offer the world as far as trips to foreign lands or even typical state-side social mission projects. So out of a place of needed to fulfill that desire and answer the call of God on the life of EVERY believer (Matt 28: 18-19), she is

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--I wrote this song earlier this year when things were a little rough. I think I needed to just put into words the determination I knew I had to find. This is the best I could do.-- Sleepwalking while fighting with fists and heels, We’ve been warring with eyes closed and hope tied down. But this is the end-of-the-day dream. We are awake, now alive. So we empty our chests, Of everything left. We

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It's been too long since I felt this way.I love my little life with days that start and end with night.I'm nothing more than what I am and finally, I am fine to be.I still dream and stretch, and push others too.But if my life stays quaint and small, My deathbed will find me with a smile.I will have slain my dragons in closets and cavernsAnd bundled in old blankets amidst billowing changes.I will

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1 and 1 became elevenWith judgement on the brink.Forsook belief and the law i love,And here we go again...Sequestering soul parts into deathAnd letting the body count soar.Welcomed by me only once, Cried, then became hunted.3, now 6, and i stopped for a blink.Caught their eye and turned to run.Kicked with screams but barely a little,Only half praying for a different sum.Shamed with damages, sorry

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I do not love this world as if it were mine to keep But conversely as an entrusted, neglected treasure Damages seem insurmountable,  Too many darkened corners with falsely fat children Homes of clay and rock and trash clutter the scenery Destroyed by injustice, preconceptions, and neighbor’s bullets Infected waters or dehydration, equally agonizing burials So great is the suffering, and so too

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Dear Self, Please make the following vow:I will not now, nor ever, present myself in a way that is grander than my actual life and/ or being. I commit to being only me, no matter how often that puts me in a position to be passed over for promotion, to be overlooked for consideration, or to have my opinion ignored or forgotten. I will not now, nor ever, falsely advertise or promote myself or my

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So today we had a cookout at the Hands' house and as the women-folk were gathered around the table, a lull in the conversation struck and someone asked if we wanted to play a game. No one initially responded and slowly a "word association" game developed. It sort of grew into a game where each person added one word only, to form a group-effort sentence. Here are some of the results of our

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So I've done it. I've taken the plunge.No, I didn't elope over the weekend... but I did officially start my big-girl blog.Supposedly I'm supposed to have a theme or focal point to my overall writings in this blog, but unfortunately my Sanguine points are far too high for that. I do, however, feel quite strongly about social justice, passionate living, vivacious Faith, and unrestrained dreaming.

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