http://fight.blogdrive.com/ Fighting Ground Tue, 23 Nov 2004 19:40:13 PST http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2004. Art Poetry Writing http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html Wed, 24 Nov 2004 03:38:41 GMT Sweet little girl with her eyes shining bright Innocence stolen away She remembers that day, when she was a child Like it was yesterday Betrayed and hurt by one that she loved Abuse in the cruelest of forms She let go of her hope and gave it away Surrendered to darkness' arms How can she praise You through all that has been How can she still wear a smile Why is it that You have given her this This torture so hellish and vile Her trust has been broken, along with her heart Her pain overflows to her tears She cries out in the night for someone to hold And chase away all of her... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=84 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html Sun, 14 Nov 2004 05:24:54 GMT Francine Rivers: Atonement Child. Dynah started to cry, deep wrenching sobs of releif. She heard the scrape of her mother's chair and then felt her mother's arms firm around her. Her mother cried with her, holding her and stroking her and saying over and over that it would be all right. Everything would be all right. She was home now. She was safe. They would take care of her. The long days of travel caught up with her. The stress that had held her in a vise for so many daysdissolved in the warmth of her mother's embrace. She leaned into her, Hanging on grateful to have expunged her... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=83 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/82.html Wed, 20 Oct 2004 02:03:11 GMT I still remember three feet tall Standing next to you I felt so small I would've walked a million miles Just to see you look at me and smile Would it have been so hard To give me just a little space Inside your heart Cause all I ever wanted And all I ever needed Was Just to hear you say You are loved my son To hear you speak my name And say well done Well done Staring at the sky I feel so small Still you see me underneath it all You tell me I have never been alone And that you even named me as your own You still wear the scars From when you laid down everything For my heart And all that... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=82 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html Sun, 03 Oct 2004 02:31:30 GMT *hic* I have the Hic ups Ive had them all day it's *hic* annoying. Elisabeth was gonna take me to the Calvacade of Bands for a small *hic* group thing but it didn't work *hic* out. sad day. *hic* I'm sick of these Hic ups *hic* they are sooo *hic* dumb! http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=81 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/80.html Tue, 28 Sep 2004 04:18:54 GMT i am not: happy with my teacher i hurt: cuz my knee is sore i love: my Jesus, cuz He's AMAZING AND WONDERFUL i hate: satan i fear: God. i hope: that I can i hear: music ...I love music. i crave: sleep i regret: a few unneeded words i cry: when I have to i care: for people i always: annoy michael. i long to: be held in the arms of one I care for and who cares for me... also, I long to rest in the arms of the One Who I care for and Who cares for me. heh...Niki's Statement works. I also Long to be Home i drive: My big sisters Crazy i sing: all of... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=80 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/79.html Wed, 22 Sep 2004 03:22:47 GMT 22Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead of him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowd. 23After he had dismissed them, he went up on a mountainside by himself to pray. When evening came, he was there alone, 24but the boat was already a considerable distance[1] from land, buffeted by the waves because the wind was against it. 25During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear. 27But Jesus... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=79 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/78.html Fri, 17 Sep 2004 02:00:01 GMT What if the armies of the Lord Picked up and dusted off their swords Vowed to set the captives free And not let satan have one more What if the church, for heaven's sake Finally stepped up to the plate Took a stand upon God's promise And stormed hell's rusty gates Chorus: What if His people prayed And all who bare His name Would humbly seek His face And Turn from their own way And what would happen if we prayed For those raised up to lead the way Then maybe kids in school could pray And unborn children see light of day What if the life that we pursue Came... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=78 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/77.html Fri, 10 Sep 2004 01:46:49 GMT 1. What time do you get up? Around 6:00 2. Gold or silver? Silver 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Princess Diares two 4. What is your favorite TV show? Uh…boy meets world 5. What do you have for breakfast? whatever 6. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? John Kerry… 7. Who/what inspires you? Depends on what you mean as in inspiring 8. What is your middle name? Nicole 9. Beach, City or Country? country 10. Favorite ice-cream? Homemade…*anykind* 11. Butter, plain or salted popcorn? Butter and salted 13. What kind of car do you drive? Heh, I wish 14. What... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=77 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/76.html Fri, 03 Sep 2004 03:35:26 GMT Bite me! http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=76 http://fight.blogdrive.com/archive/75.html Mon, 30 Aug 2004 02:40:54 GMT Now Playing: 100 Portraits and Waterdeep - Put in Me Oh, Mercy, fall on me like a warm blanket...on my cold, cold heart Clean me with Your blood that turns me white on the inside I'm on my knees again 'cause I'm breaking Your heart Everything I'm saying to god... "mercy, fall on me like a warm blanket on my cold cold heart" what a reflection of everything my heart is. Change my heart with your mercy, Lord. "clean me with your blood" I foud this ironic. what is the most ANNOYING stain to get out? Blood! I would know... I end up doing the stained laundry at my house. "I'm on... (more) http://fight.blogdrive.com/comments?id=75