<?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-928254450384218156</id><updated>2011-08-01T10:44:27.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoinghim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/928254450384218156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoinghim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03487456469957236889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-928254450384218156.post-1031801398153036340</id><published>2009-08-28T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:57:43.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! My heart is broken and my head is about to explode</title><content type='html'>Life has been a bit crazy to me lately, and I have been stressed for the first time in recent memory.  (I am generally a very calm, go-with-the-flow type of person, lately I've been very "Type A" if you know what I mean)&lt;div&gt;The other day as I'm trying to accomplish things and waiting for someone to come help me (because sometimes I can't do everything on my own - shocker, I know!) I began to realize that all my insanity is for nothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philippians 4:13 says "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 8:28 says "All things work together for the good of those who love Christ and are called according to His purposes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 37:4 says "Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few of the verses that address my fault that day (and so many other days, I'm sad to admit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has a purpose and His will will be done and it will be for my good because I have been called by him (and created to do good works, Ephesians 2:10) and the desires of my heart will be granted when/while I am delighting in my Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been listening to a song that brings that home for me too - You Won't Relent by Jesus Culture - the bridge says 'I don't want to sing like you're not in the room, I want to look right at you, sing right to you'  Man, if I spent my days remembering that I'm not hanging out by myself all the time, how different would my days (my mind-focus) be?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like everything suddenly got easier - I still have too much to get done, and too many ideas/wants in my head - but when I stop thinking about all of that for a second and realize that I have been redeemed, that Christ has taken hold of my heart and wants to give me good things and bring me joy as I delight in Him, that makes all the difference in the world!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, make me quick to remember and VERY SLOW to forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/928254450384218156-1031801398153036340?l=echoinghim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoinghim.blogspot.com/feeds/1031801398153036340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://echoinghim.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-my-heart-is-broken-and-my-head-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/928254450384218156/posts/default/1031801398153036340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/928254450384218156/posts/default/1031801398153036340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoinghim.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-my-heart-is-broken-and-my-head-is.html' title='Help! 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