<?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-2485396151096158134</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:06.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Inside</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-3242979222260051239</id><published>2008-12-02T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:26:11.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have blogged......I will promise to do better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-3242979222260051239?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/3242979222260051239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=3242979222260051239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/3242979222260051239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/3242979222260051239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-8822381559954534692</id><published>2008-02-24T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:28:12.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Voice</title><content type='html'>The other day i was talking with the youth pastor i help and he was talking to me about a student of ours. She has nothing and nobody wants. She is worried about her future and what will happen.  She doesnt realize that all of us at the youth group love her and are her family.  We are totally there for her whenever she needs it.  But something came to my mind in the fact that sometimes we do need to hear Gods voice telling us that He loves us and is here for us. So i hate the idea to write a song from Gods perspective telling us what he did for so we could be where we are at and how we are his heart.&lt;br /&gt;(V)&lt;br /&gt;The path is straight and narrow&lt;br /&gt;why do so few follow&lt;br /&gt;cast your cares upon&lt;br /&gt;im the lamp for your feet&lt;br /&gt;(V)&lt;br /&gt;Take a step and follow&lt;br /&gt;my child's heart I hold&lt;br /&gt;stand to your feet&lt;br /&gt;youre not alone&lt;br /&gt;(CH)&lt;br /&gt;I died so you'd be with me&lt;br /&gt;I rose so you could seek me&lt;br /&gt;I am your God&lt;br /&gt;I cry when you are crying&lt;br /&gt;I hold you when your falling&lt;br /&gt;you have My heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v)&lt;br /&gt;Come back my love&lt;br /&gt;your heavy heart is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;call to my name&lt;br /&gt;our two souls are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BR)&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I am alive (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-8822381559954534692?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/8822381559954534692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=8822381559954534692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8822381559954534692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8822381559954534692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2008/02/gods-voice.html' title='God&apos;s Voice'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-8007064885419961402</id><published>2008-01-26T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:09:47.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship &amp; Being Thankful</title><content type='html'>Me and the guys in my worship band, The Chronicle, did a worship night tonight for a church in westminister. It was different in the fact that there were probably only 15 people there and for worship we had to change things around because our homie travis, who plays drums, was out of town.  I remember in one of my morning devotions i read how now matter what we do, big or small, do you best and give it your all because we should be doing it for the glory of God.  So going into worship tonight we made it and acoustic worship with david on a acoustic guitar and dan just playing the piano.  I remember thinking to myself, i dont care how many people are in this room im gonna worship God right now with everything i got.  It went great! tonight was probably one of the most intimate worship times i have ever had with God while leading worship. There may have only been 15 people but God definitely was there. I feel so blessed to be able to lead worship no matter how many people are there because ever if we as a band only touch one persons life in a place filled with thousands of people or only five, i know that God wanted us there in that moment to shine for His glory so he could have an avenue into that one persons life so they might know how crazy in love God is with them.&lt;br /&gt; on another note, i was in san diego yesturday God really showed me something.  I walked by this homeless couple to turn in an application and the woman was honestly cring and asking me for food. she was soooo hungry! it was cold and had no place to go and were just sitting there with nothing but the clothes on thier backs.  i told them to hold on i would be right back with some food. now im not tell about this to make me look good but this really humbled me when i saw them.  i gave them both thier owe sandwitches and water. the guys was soooooo happy and thankful. his name is mike. just the joy in his voice and the happiness on his face gave me this crazy emotion inside because i just wish i could give him more. i sat and talked with both of them for a while and prayed for them and went about my day but i still cant get these two people off my mind.  the things i take for granted and the small things i get upset over and i seem to forget how awesomely good i have it.  im not hopeing that someone will buy me food from day to day or sleeping out in the cold every night with my wife.  i looked at that couple a realized that they are my brother and sister in Christ. who am i to just turn away and pretened that they are there and hurting?  God wants us to shine His glory throught and help those in need. Isnt it so true that when we feel like we have nothing and are tired, hurt and hungry, doest He always come to our need? doesnt he always make a way when there seems like there isnt. i will never forget mike and his wife. those two people touch me very deep somehow. i am no better than them....God loves them just as much as he loves you and me. i will never for get how a sandwitch made this guy forget his situation for a moment and feel as if he had it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-8007064885419961402?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/8007064885419961402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=8007064885419961402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8007064885419961402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8007064885419961402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2008/01/worship-being-thankful.html' title='Worship &amp; Being Thankful'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-8080551635869870518</id><published>2007-12-28T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:25:40.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love</title><content type='html'>Yesturday i was just chillin and thinking back on this year and how much has gone on.  I started to get really stoked because i realized in all the all the madness this past year, his love never left. So this i what came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v)&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without You&lt;br /&gt;i could not survive&lt;br /&gt;Your the living water&lt;br /&gt;You filled me with new life&lt;br /&gt;(v)&lt;br /&gt;I want to see YOu Jesus&lt;br /&gt;im hear to give You praise&lt;br /&gt;pour out our mercy&lt;br /&gt;i need Your lasting grace&lt;br /&gt;(ch)&lt;br /&gt;Your love&lt;br /&gt;more faithful than the morning&lt;br /&gt;it's hope for the journey (of life)&lt;br /&gt;Your grace&lt;br /&gt;is like a mighty river&lt;br /&gt;Flowing from the heavens (on us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(br)&lt;br /&gt;the price You paid for us&lt;br /&gt;how can i deny such life&lt;br /&gt;the price YOu paid for us&lt;br /&gt;How could i deny&lt;br /&gt;how could i reject Your life&lt;br /&gt;i need Your love, i need You God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-8080551635869870518?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/8080551635869870518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=8080551635869870518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8080551635869870518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/8080551635869870518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-love.html' title='Your Love'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-6694734276457625444</id><published>2007-12-20T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:37:48.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I see You in the break of day&lt;br /&gt;Heavien is calling Your name&lt;br /&gt;Creation looks to the sky&lt;br /&gt;The birds have stopped their flight&lt;br /&gt;People stop and see&lt;br /&gt;The light that died for me&lt;br /&gt;You are breaking throught the clouds&lt;br /&gt;My old man crashes to the ground&lt;br /&gt;You are reaching for your children&lt;br /&gt;As You call us to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Your angels dance around that sound&lt;br /&gt;It resounds from your children to the Holy Crowned&lt;br /&gt;The King has come&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE HOME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-6694734276457625444?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/6694734276457625444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=6694734276457625444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/6694734276457625444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/6694734276457625444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-738871665248566837</id><published>2007-12-14T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:59:36.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>I went and saw "I am Legend" this morning at 12am. Great movie and im going again to see it tonight with my brother and sister. After i got out of the movie this morning i was waaaaay tired and when i got home i thought i was gonna pass out....nope!! For some reason i couldnt fall asleep. I was sooo tired but something wouldnt let me sleep. so after laying there till about 5am i decided to start writing some things down. at about 10am, i had another worship song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see You in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are full of glory&lt;br /&gt;it took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;i hear the preachers preaching&lt;br /&gt;the choirs all are singing&lt;br /&gt;how You gave it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is all around me&lt;br /&gt;i live to show Your glory&lt;br /&gt;You are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel You in the evening&lt;br /&gt;the whispy clouds are glowing&lt;br /&gt;with your majesty&lt;br /&gt;Your people all are waiting&lt;br /&gt;for the sound of Your coming&lt;br /&gt;we are going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is all around me&lt;br /&gt;i live to show Your glory&lt;br /&gt;You are God&lt;br /&gt;You gave Your only Son&lt;br /&gt;So i would always know&lt;br /&gt;you're in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds better with a guitar and singing. i dont know......maybe you will get to hear it one day.&lt;br /&gt;stay stoked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-738871665248566837?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/738871665248566837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=738871665248566837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/738871665248566837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/738871665248566837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless Night'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-2991860697165453461</id><published>2007-12-13T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T17:56:43.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is everywhere</title><content type='html'>i believe sometimes we forget that God is in control of everything. i started to get all emo again yesturday and my friend showed me a verse or verses in Matthew 6. I'm in this time and place of my life for a reason and i know God is showing me things which i will cherish and carry till the day i see Him.  I looked outside today and began to look at the things all around me....not cars or housed but trees, the wind blowing throug the trees, the birds flying and remembered what they were doing, giving glory to God. This is what came to me a little while later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blowing through the trees&lt;br /&gt;its in the ocean breeze&lt;br /&gt;the highest mountain peak&lt;br /&gt;the fog that covers me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;you are glorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;the moon that lights the night&lt;br /&gt;the flowers at my feet&lt;br /&gt;the birds sing it out in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory to the coming King&lt;br /&gt;Creation shouts You are holy&lt;br /&gt;I cant see You are over me&lt;br /&gt;I will sing Your are holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and listen because there is never a time when something is not giving Him glory. This is how i hope i will always be, continually giving Him the glory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-2991860697165453461?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/2991860697165453461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=2991860697165453461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/2991860697165453461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/2991860697165453461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-is-everywhere.html' title='He is everywhere'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-3323892770087154972</id><published>2007-12-09T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:35:42.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Its sort of funny but eveytime i get some good ideas or crazy ones im usually in the shower, weird. Anyways i was thinking about when im singing worship songs, what am i singing about and who am i singing to? Well God of course but are the words in the song telling of how amazing He is? Do they tell of what he has done in our lives? Are we giving God the glory and honor He deserves with the words we use.  i was humming and then these words came to me......&lt;br /&gt;-You are the one who healed my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;-You bleed on the cross so we could never part&lt;br /&gt;-You're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;-You're glorious&lt;br /&gt;just a few words. maybe another song. we will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-3323892770087154972?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/3323892770087154972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=3323892770087154972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/3323892770087154972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/3323892770087154972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-sort-of-funny-but-eveytime-i-get.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485396151096158134.post-4237525982508734372</id><published>2007-12-07T13:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:47:14.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>This past week i have fell very confused. A person who hurt me deeply called and it brought  back alot of feelings of hurt and pain that i dont EVER wont to feel again. I have come to now my King, these past few months, alot more no and in a very person way and i dont want to be where i was months ago.  I finally found a love that wont leave and there is nothing like it!  At this moment in time i honestly dont know where my life is going. All i know is that i have a burning desire to keep writing worship songs and sing to my Love. I'm nervous and a little scared because i am so used to knowing where my life is going.  I keep having all of this emotion in me that sometimes all i want to do is scream.  I want to be where God wants me to be. There is no greater peace than knowing you are right where He want you to be.  I have been drawing close to him and it's all i have been caring about.  He is bringing me such a great peace when i need it the most. He sees the depths of my heart and know this passion that is burning inside me, for Him. I dont know whats happening in my life but God does, i just want to make a difference for Him before my time is up. I wish everyone could have this passion and desire the has been placed in me. If eveyone could only see how God is madely in love with them. ...if only.  When the call of God comes to you, start going and never stop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485396151096158134-4237525982508734372?l=tfisher1655.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/feeds/4237525982508734372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485396151096158134&amp;postID=4237525982508734372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/4237525982508734372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485396151096158134/posts/default/4237525982508734372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tfisher1655.blogspot.com/2007/12/remeber.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Tim Fisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15251982186222634540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LHCJCTa_ejc/STWHZbrEtyI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyxoHPAfjiE/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
