<?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-8976565555299340905</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:55:25.193-06:00</updated><category term='moving'/><category term='skills'/><category term='trust'/><category term='Christians'/><category term='perseverance'/><category term='accountability'/><category term='uncertain'/><category term='broken hearted'/><category term='pursue'/><category term='pinched nerves'/><category term='stupid devil'/><category term='busy life'/><category term='ridiculousness'/><category term='war'/><category term='slacker'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='address'/><category term='perfection'/><category term='mob'/><category term='be careful what you ask for'/><category term='humility'/><category term='tears'/><category term='God is faithful'/><category term='Cosby'/><category term='save us Jesus'/><category term='where the heart is'/><category term='Adam'/><category term='focus'/><category term='sin'/><category term='kanakuk institute'/><category term='new direction'/><category term='mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmgood'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='oops i crapped my pants'/><category term='tommy lee jones'/><category term='brother'/><category term='memory loss'/><category term='mark driscoll'/><category term='college'/><category term='i need validation'/><category term='bored'/><category term='overrated'/><category term='twinkie'/><category term='k-life'/><category term='soapbox'/><category term='forensics'/><category term='life'/><category term='deceit'/><category term='beaver'/><category term='running'/><category term='sad day'/><category term='ms. peachez'/><category term='new classroom'/><category term='baba ganush'/><category term='church shopping'/><category term='if God is good...'/><category term='round 2'/><category term='walk by faith'/><category term='rewind'/><category term='love'/><category term='SLPS'/><category term='dazed and confused'/><category term='do-over'/><title type='text'>Keepin It Real</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-9051102530776276192</id><published>2012-01-27T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T15:04:29.339-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forensics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do-over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk by faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where the heart is'/><title type='text'>the things that make you go hmmmmm...</title><content type='html'>well...my life was in a bit of an&amp;nbsp;upheaval&amp;nbsp;the past few weeks, but i've managed to come out of it alive...the Lord must have something for me...i'd much rather go "home" but that's beside the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to get into (or relive) the juicy details of the wreck that has been my life, but on the upside of things i had an epiphany. since coming to the resolution to move forward in this journey, i've decided to go back to school to get another degree...this time in a field that i have a strong passion for...FORENSIC SCIENCE...yeah that spark of csi in me just blew up. i have george washington univeristy (DC) and university of new haven (connecticut) on my radar. been trudging thru studying for the GRE (nightmare) and essays, scholarship searches...all that crap. bleh! i kinda feel like a high school senior all over again--starting from scratch isn't the easiest or funnest thing, but i guess sometimes it's quite necessary?! so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;i could most definitely use your prayers and if you wanna support me in any way, don't hesitate to call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNH--Chargers?&lt;br /&gt;GWU--Colonials?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's take a vote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-9051102530776276192?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/9051102530776276192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=9051102530776276192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/9051102530776276192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/9051102530776276192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-that-make-you-go-hmmmmm.html' title='the things that make you go hmmmmm...'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-2694907633066943974</id><published>2011-12-15T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T11:27:35.328-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanakuk institute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k-life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dazed and confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is faithful'/><title type='text'>But God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Towards the start of this year I really started thinkingabout what I wanted to do with my life. I really began to realize thatvocational ministry was not for me. So I though of ways to use the “gifts” Ihave of being an anal, organized, task-oriented, results-driven kind of personand decided i wanted to become a teacher. My freshman year of college a &lt;a href="http://teachforamerica.org/"&gt;TFA&lt;/a&gt; corps member came and presented in one of my classes. I fell in love with the though of becominga teacher without having to change my major…I went to Baylor knowing that Iwanted to study FORENSIC SCIENCE so that’s what I did. And now that TFA was offeringme the opportunity to&amp;nbsp; continue to pursuethat and be able to teach I thought it was a match made in heaven… long storyshort, I graduated, got a little "side-tracked" did the (ministry-minded) &lt;a href="http://kanakukinstitute.com/"&gt;Kanakuk Institute&lt;/a&gt;, then went towork for (ministry-minded) &lt;a href="http://ventanaministries.com/"&gt;Ventana &lt;/a&gt;discipling girls and then signed a 3 yearcontract with (ministry-minded) &lt;a href="http://klife.com/"&gt;K-life&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;My energy meter continues to plummet as I’m doing "relationship" all day everyday and the “tasker” within suffers. As my last year with K-Life is coming to aclose I thought I’d apply to TFA so that I could get my fix. A little people here, &amp;nbsp;alittle task there and I’m good to go…all the people around me were saying that I’dmake a great teacher and if TFA didn’t choose me who knows what kind of personthey look for… SHOWS HOW MUCH THEY KNOW… TFA didn’t offer me a position, letalone even a final interview…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;so here i am trying to discern God's will. He knew TFA wasn't going to be what i needed/wanted...and so her i am with a million and one questions: (here's just 10 of them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) do i continue to pursue some way, some place to teach?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) is teaching for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3) do the gifts, desires, passions i have lend themselves to teaching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;4)what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks do i do with my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5) do i still move to kc? (that's another blog for another day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6) what about &lt;a href="http://memphistr.org/"&gt;MTR&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;7) do i pursue forensics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;8) why are there no entry level forensics positions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;9) do i even want to move to memphis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;10) do i go home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;as you can see, this uncertainty in life lends itself to asking questions, that i'm no so sure the Lord will give me direct answers to. in all honesty, i just want to be obedient...(Lord, did You hear that?!) I'm just not sure how that looks exactly as it pertains to my life, and the pursuit of holiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;so with all that said, feel free to present MY requests to the Lord with thanksgiving by prayer and supplication...and i'll be forever grateful. i'll let you know how things turn out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;in the meantime,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;HOLLA BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-2694907633066943974?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/2694907633066943974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=2694907633066943974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/2694907633066943974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/2694907633066943974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2011/12/but-god.html' title='But God...'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-6894121619675008739</id><published>2011-01-30T17:28:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:53:25.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark driscoll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if God is good...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Before Time... but only for "good people"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was listening to some old mark driscoll sermons (the trial series from 2009) and had a little revelation. He was talking about election and God’s foreknowledge…now before you get your panties in a wad I’m not going there… I’m merely going to talk about how the goodness of God is incomprehensible. A lot of people ask “if God was good, how could let/allow/make______________  (insert “bad thing” here) to happen?” but my question is, “if God is so good, how could He choose me and call me to Himself?” you may see the external me and think I’m a “good person” (or maybe you don’t…if not, let me know and I’ll show you just how good I am. HA!) anyway…a "good" and perfect&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God would simply keep His goodness to Himself and not even risk taking a chance on a human such as myself with the free will to deny Him at any cost. And that’s what I did for the first 18 years of my life. Yeah I know, you think I’ve loved Jesus since conception. NOPE! (that is impossible by the way) On the outside I may have been a “good person.” I did my homework (even so much to say that I LOVED school), I was a captain on the b-ball team, I did my chores, was responsible, got a job, was an upstanding citizen, did the speed limit (on most days), helped little old ladies across the street (and not just my own granny), was in NHS, the IB program, never went to juvie, obeyed my mom (again, on most days) paid my taxes (hail Caesar!), got good grades, the list could go on and on—that’s how “good” I was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yet, all these things were done in vain—because I just wanted to be “good”…there was no driving internal force other than myself. I wanted to be “good” because it was the right thing to do and with no other purpose. It wasn’t until Jesus found me (I didn’t find him, he knew where He was the whole time; I was the one who was lost.) that I truly began to understand the desire/purpose and outcome of all those good things I was doing and wanting to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was because I was made in the image of that “good God” and wasn’t made to be in this world and stay here. My home is not of this world, but rather of a much better place filled with perfect people who were made by that “good God.” so let’s break that down for a quick second.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Better place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Where God is (not necessarily heaven--but that’s too deep for me right now). Period. That’s where it all began. God spoke the world into existence and by His word declared all things “good.” And then sin entered the world. (we’re not going to discuss how if all things were good how sin entered—another blog, another day) but just roll with me. As sin entered the world ALL things got jacked up, so nothing was “good” anymore…all things were now CRAP (to say the least). So no one is “good’ anymore, no one seeks God and the knowledge of Him is even more remote than God Himself. So as knowledge decreased, so did the healthy fear, reverence, and obedience to Him. And this is why we are where we are today—the lack of the knowledge of (let alone an intimate relationship with) God. And by the way, there is ONLY ONE GOD—and only ONE WAY TO GET TO HIM. DON’T BE DECEIVED (that’s just where the enemy wants you to be)! So back to this better place. It all revolves around being in his presence, and knowing Him and living in that perfection that you were made for. Which is possible now, IFF (I didn’t spell it wrong, that’s a math term for ‘if and only if’) you have come to understand Jesus as “Lord and Savior.” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A lot of people think they’re in this boat, yet are sadly mistaken. I’m not judging, just calling it as it is…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Perfect people&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Well, like i said we were made in perfection until sin entered the world and all things went to hell in a hand basket…until Christ rolled in (unlike the way they were expecting…another blog another day. But needless to say, He lived His life in the perfection that we were made for and pleased the Father as He was sent to—serving as an example for us; Living a simply obedient life just as God had planned since the beginning of time. And really it’s just this simple. Once you realize that Jesus took on the punishment that you deserve for your disobedience (voluntary and involuntary) you receive His righteousness. YOU HAVE TO DO NOTHING…you can’t earn it, because if you really think about it, all the junk you’ve done (and trust me, I’m not exempt from that punishment) you could never really earn righteousness (which by the way, can be defined as "being in right standing" with God—meaning He can look at you and find no fault). The only one who really has righteousness in and of Himself is Christ. No, I wasn’t there to witness it, but then, that’s why it’s called FAITH. So when you trust that Christ’s righteousness is given to you only because you believe that it is, you are made perfect. God can now look at you and see perfection. No, you may not really be living a perfect life, but what you see doesn’t matter…it’s how God sees you that matters. BOTTOM LINE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Good God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Well, this just leaves this “controversial” phrase…can God really be “good” if all this bad stuff happens?? And the answer is a resounding YES. Regardless of what happens here on earth God’s character does not vary. He is, always has been, and always will be UNCHANGING. He was good when He spoke the world into existence; good when he destroyed evil with the flood; good when He allowed Satan to become the prince of this world (trust me, you don’t want to be one of his who faces judgment at the end); and good when He allowed you to be born into sin…so “good” in fact that He allowed a way for you to be restored to the perfection that you were originally made for. If He wasn’t good, do you think he would have even cared that you were destined for destruction?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No. He would have just complained that His plan went terribly awry and would not have provided a solution…BUT because He is good, He did provide a solution, and the best one at that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;OTHER THOUGHTS: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mark said something that I had yet another epiphany about…he talked about people coming out of the closet…and I got to thinking…yeah a lot of people are coming out of the closet to confess what they really are…no matter what it is, and yet we as Christians need to do the same… we need to come out of the closet and be UNASHAMED about who we really are. If we are really Christ followers then we need to profess Him all the time. Yes, there is a way to go about that, but at the same time we need to stop fearing man and be offensive. Use that sword He gave you and DO SOME DAMAGE. I’ll be the FIRST to admit that I’m a happy slappy, mamby pamby, light weight when it comes to sharing the gospel, but it’s about time to GET IT TOGETHER! This is a battle folks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;About this alleged battle. I look at my life and reflect on the fact that I’ve not been battling. I feel like I’m just tiptoeing on the battlefield looking at all the dead bodies around me grieving for the loss and yet my sword remains in its sheath. And I don’t really ever make it to the front lines to take the enemy head on. LAME! We’ve got to get in his face and beat him down; and really show him how much power he doesn’t have. I think our passivity is a greater detriment than we think…it’s exactly where the enemy wants us and he’s taking advantage of it like nobody’s business. So we can’t be mad that the world is headed in a downward spiral if we’re not &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;willing&lt;/i&gt; to do something about it—and then ACTUALLY DO IT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND ANOTHER THING:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let’s talk for a minute on tolerance… I just think it’s kinda funny about how people these days are talking a lot about tolerance…whether it be about abortion, homosexuals, or other religions, but when a Christ follower wants to share Truth, they’re not tolerated. I don’t know what to do about that…I just guess that the world will remain in opposition to the Truth until it slaps them in the face then they’re going to be on their face crying out to a God who’s always been there, seeking and pursuing them---yet they maintained their position to be blinded and turn their back on Him…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What a CATCH 22?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;PS. If God’s love were only for good people, none of us would be able to have it…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s all for now…I’m out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-6894121619675008739?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/6894121619675008739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=6894121619675008739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/6894121619675008739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/6894121619675008739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-before-time-but-only-for-good.html' title='Love Before Time... but only for &quot;good people&quot;'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-8944757806021415217</id><published>2010-12-02T15:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:08:00.345-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forensics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beaver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new direction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Who I'm Is...?</title><content type='html'>well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got 518 days, 15 hours, and 3 minutes and counting until my k-Life contract is up...not that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to get out of here or anything, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; coming to the realization that i need to find something else to do with my life. ministry is not my gifting. don't get me wrong, I LOVE WORKING FOR JESUS, i just can't do it full-time (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)... vocationally, there's just too much people involvement... as an inverted, task-oriented, beaver-like lion, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ISTJ&lt;/span&gt;, high in my DC tendencies, i must find something that suits the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;giftings&lt;/span&gt; the Lord has blessed me with... forensics?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teaching has also crossed my mind...but then it's straight people in the classroom...what to do?!&lt;br /&gt;maybe back on that forensics tip... it's kinda hard to find a job in such a field where they require you to have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;expereince&lt;/span&gt; and yet, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been working in ministry for the past 3 years... and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; poor so i can't really go back to school right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they want  you to have experience, but no one's really offering entry-level trainee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;positions&lt;/span&gt;... got any ideas about how to work that out?!! didn't think so...and you can't just "volunteer" investigating crime scenes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you know all things...help a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt; out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-8944757806021415217?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/8944757806021415217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=8944757806021415217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/8944757806021415217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/8944757806021415217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-im-is.html' title='Who I&apos;m Is...?'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-3174409157280283998</id><published>2010-09-01T16:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T16:31:45.577-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k-life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='round 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms. peachez'/><title type='text'>DING DING...school's in</title><content type='html'>yeah, so kamp is over...good summer. NEVER before (at the end of the summer) have i been able to say that "i could go another session if i had to..." seriously?! yeah, it was one of the weirdest feelings that i've ever had, and i'll admit, i definitely could've gone another round...even at the end...exhausted and spent... now don't get me wrong, i glad kamp ended when it did, it's just that i did things differently, and had enough energy to do it all again for another 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm back here in STL for round 2 of k-life...when all my cohorts (like that?) are finishing up their 3rd year i'm here barely startin my 2nd. i've come to realize that ministry is not my calling as a vocation...i think i knew that coming in to k-life, but pressed on anyway. and i'm here struggling to battle the turmoil within...as much as i don't want to do this (programmatic side of things...on top of the ridiculousness of working for the school district), i have bought in to the vision dom and jason have cast here, and want to stick it out for the long haul...how do you explain that? i guess i just need my role redefined...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see the city of STL transformed for Christ. i want to see these kids' lives changed for the better. i want to see these families living for the Lord...i guess for now, i'm ok with not using my degree...at least my undergrad degree...thanks J Lanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not an evangelist, and i feel that's what i'm doing here. gimme devoted followers to teach Scripture to any day and i'm like a fat kid in front of his favorite chocolate cake...but chasing kids daily is NOT MY GIFT--especially the ones who could care less. i'm not here to convince them they need Jesus. the Spirit will do that on His own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...that's my heart for now...more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, "you can find me in the tub playin with bubbles..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GautSlgAsN0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GautSlgAsN0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-3174409157280283998?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/3174409157280283998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=3174409157280283998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/3174409157280283998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/3174409157280283998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2010/09/ding-dingschools-in.html' title='DING DING...school&apos;s in'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-6842085867246070040</id><published>2010-05-08T16:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:16:16.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pursue'/><title type='text'>the TRUST factor</title><content type='html'>if you know anything about anything when it comes to my relationships, then you'll know that more often than not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been the pursuer...just last week, i had a revelation from our Father that it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be the pursuer in some relationships...just not ALL. so in regards to that "special someone" if you will, the Lord directed me to make the decision to no longer be the pursuer. no longer be the one to "keep things going..." no longer be the one to make sure there's still something there. He told me that i need to learn to &lt;strong&gt;TRUST HIM IN ALL THINGS&lt;/strong&gt;...including being pursued in a more intimate relationship with man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that my pursuit was merely a way for me to keep the thread going, to have control, and lastly...to feel secure in the relationship. we all know the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; relationship that needs security is the one with God. and that was&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; secured some 2000 years &lt;/span&gt;ago with the death of Jesus on the cross and then personally for me when i chose to lay down my life, my wants, needs, and desires to pursue the One &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ALLOWED&lt;/strong&gt; to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not going to lie, it was a very difficult thing to accept, but that's where the trust came in. God knows better than anyone what's best for me, what's best for him, and whether or not we're for each other. the time and distance between us is God's doing...FOR HIS GLORY! just like all other things are done for His glory--not my comfort, pleasure, happiness...those are all SECONDARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so even as i write this, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; filled with confusion, heartache, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being tossed about in a whirlwind of emotions, only settled by my faith that God is who He says He is...a Father to the fatherless, One near to the broken-hearted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am...all of me, take my life... and let it be pleasing to you oh Lord. Letting go hurts, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much rather let go, than hold onto something that the Lord is saying isn't for me...whether it be now or later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-6842085867246070040?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/6842085867246070040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=6842085867246070040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/6842085867246070040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/6842085867246070040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2010/05/trust-factor.html' title='the TRUST factor'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-4391594348748898299</id><published>2009-11-23T19:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:47:34.549-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be careful what you ask for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is faithful'/><title type='text'>watch yo mouth!</title><content type='html'>hmmmm...where to start this blogging business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a TON of stuff going on in my life, but i think the most note-worthy would have to be the past few times i've asked God for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time #1 don't tell anyone this, but it was our last game of the volleyball season. had just finished the regular playing season, and districts was about to start. our first game was against Roosevelt at an all girls school named Incarnate Word... i would have not enjoyed going there very much...they wore these hideous jumpers...reminded me of the brady bunch for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was sitting on the bench, and thought to myself "Lord, is it wrong for me to wish the season to be over?" didn't get much of a response, but then i said, "i don't want the girls to lose, but i do wish this was the end of the season." Lo and behold...they lost and the season was over. oops, my bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time #2 one of the girls in my small group decided she didn't want to come to k-life or small group anymore because she felt that i "always have attitudes" (exact words). i wasn't sure what she was talking about, and she didn't even want to talk to me about it... my heart was hurting because if i wronged her i wanted to apologize, but she wouldn't talk to me...teenagers... so i prayed that she'd reconsider k-life, small group, or that she'd find somewhere else to get some teaching about the Bible...well, she was back at k-life this past week and talking to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time #3 today was a LONG day. i pretty much work for Sumner High school now...only i don't get 2 checks...i work with the attendance officer there to try to "rescue kids" as Jason likes to put it... well i didn't rescue any today, but i did wind up asking the Lord for a break from small group...oops...my bad. i go to the gym to pick up the girls, and no one's there. i go over to the school to pick em up before they get on the bus. i only see 2 of them and they said they couldn't come. 2 of the other girls were nowhere to be found, so i just came home and met with a leader...we talked a little about where we should take small group, and how we can make it more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all that to say i need to start asking God for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s there's no such thing as coincidences&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-4391594348748898299?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/4391594348748898299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=4391594348748898299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4391594348748898299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4391594348748898299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/11/watch-yo-mouth.html' title='watch yo mouth!'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-4595365006516964700</id><published>2009-10-24T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:50:10.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save us Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken hearted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLPS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where the heart is'/><title type='text'>Sleepless in St. Louis</title><content type='html'>i finally heard my first gunshots...it was after school, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;volleyballers&lt;/span&gt; had just finished running their warm-up lap around the block. next thing you know we hear 6 shots...supposedly one of the football players got hit in the butt, and then i heard that he eventually died. WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD? so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been tutoring in a biology class and in an algebra class...oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;my Lord&lt;/span&gt;, it's so sad that these kids can't even do basic arithmetic. it seems as if trying to add or subtract negative numbers is not anywhere on their radar. Prayers for the public school system are greatly needed...The Lord is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; here...just pray that we're able to keep making a difference with no opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news...K-Life is going well. the Lord is doing BIG things...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; completely overwhelmed...STILL. i know that He'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;give me&lt;/span&gt; what i need when the time is right...i just gotta wait for the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and further still, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; become an official resident of st. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;louis&lt;/span&gt;. it matters not that i still have CO plates, a Co drivers license, and car insurance in CO. I HAVE A LIBRARY CARD IN ST. LOUIS! that's what it is to be official...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-4595365006516964700?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/4595365006516964700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=4595365006516964700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4595365006516964700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4595365006516964700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepless-in-st-louis.html' title='Sleepless in St. Louis'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-387082093324609379</id><published>2009-10-04T19:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:35:03.065-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deceit'/><title type='text'>on this journey...true signs of the deceived</title><content type='html'>so back to the post i planned for last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been church shopping, and had to go back to the journey for part II of the sermon on 1 John. they're doing this series on how you can be sure you know God. the first part was about how you can have "full, complete, and sustain joy." some of the main points that really hit home for me were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) God is light. and to understand joy, is to understand God for who He is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**it doesn't matter what we think about Him, but rather what He says about Himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*"knowledge of God comes from revelation, not speculation"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Darin (the pastor) then went on to talk about some false teachings that can deceive us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. (from v 6) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fellowship and walking in darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if anyone says that they have fellowship with God and walk in darkness, then they are a liar. you cannot do both. you do one or the other. Just as God is not dark nor can He be in teh presence of darkness...neither can we say that we have fellowship with Him there--in darkness...because He won't be there with us. i think of unbelievers or people who think they're ok because they go to church, or pray, or donate to charity, yet keep living any which way they please...unfortunately it don't work that way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B. (from v 8) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we have no sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to say that we have no sin...that's just the dumbest thing i've ever heard...if we ever feel guilt, that means that there was some standard to which we should be living that we didn't attain to. and when we don't reach that standard there is a sense of failure...which means that we lose...which means that we've sinned against some Higher Power that has a standard set...sin is just disobedience toward that standard...or as &lt;a href="http://dictionary.com/"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- noun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. transgression of divine law. &lt;em&gt;the sin of Adam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. any act regarded as such a transgression, esp. a willful or deliberate violation of some religious or moral principle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. any reprehensible or regrettable action, behavior, lapse, etc.; great fault or offense:&lt;em&gt; It's a sin to waste time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C. (from v 10) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we have not sinned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he goes on to talk about how we believe that sin s relative...and we begin to redifine it. the example he gave was "Oh, I don't get angry, I justhave a short fuse..." we just begin to make excuses and try to justify our misbehavior. LAME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some other things he says about darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) it's an illusion--&gt; he says hypocrisy is not saying don't do something and then doing it, but rather using religious activity to cover up your sin or using your theology to justify your sin...check the Pharisees on this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) it's only corporate--&gt; meaning that it's only in the system...meaning what we do is just a byproduct of the corrupt structures that run our lives... where's the responsibility in that? just takes us right back to the blame game...where everyone else is at fault. and we all know that's not true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one last point that he brought up that i thought was just fabulous:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;**confession doesn't restore union, but communion**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our union with God can NEVER be broken...it's just that our sin cause a riff in the communication department. our relationship doesn't change if we don't confess, it just sends us on this trip to allow the enemy to condemn us. our sin has been paid for...PERIOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week though, he touched on a few points that i'll hi-light and call it a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm just gonna put up his diagram of the civil war that goes on in us daily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcZNVAzhAU4/SslMXBPJsBI/AAAAAAAAABc/ikU9Hv_yFEc/s1600-h/diagram.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388922387478196242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcZNVAzhAU4/SslMXBPJsBI/AAAAAAAAABc/ikU9Hv_yFEc/s320/diagram.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8976565555299340905-387082093324609379?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/387082093324609379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=387082093324609379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/387082093324609379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/387082093324609379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-this-journeytrue-signs-of-deceived.html' title='on this journey...true signs of the deceived'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rcZNVAzhAU4/SslMXBPJsBI/AAAAAAAAABc/ikU9Hv_yFEc/s72-c/diagram.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-7499916613849885620</id><published>2009-10-02T19:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:08:02.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory loss'/><title type='text'>maybe later?!</title><content type='html'>many-a-things have happened since the last post...only Lord knows how'd i'd love to recount them all, but the age is catching up with me...i can't remember a thang! and now &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; never know cause i'm bout to go "Taste STL" with Mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-7499916613849885620?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/7499916613849885620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=7499916613849885620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7499916613849885620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7499916613849885620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/10/many-things-have-happend-since-thelast.html' title='maybe later?!'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-1123771055839143393</id><published>2009-09-20T21:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:53:54.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanakuk institute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soapbox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Adam...lonely?! i think not</title><content type='html'>so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been trying to find a church here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;STL&lt;/span&gt;...don't see myself actually landing one until about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt;...we'll see. church shopping/hopping...whatever you wanna call it is no easy task. especially when you've come from a few solid places that you compare everywhere else to...but my main reason for writing today is because today's pastor said that Adam was lonely in the Garden, which is why God made Eve...no i didn't discount his authority to preach the Word of God on this point alone, but i just wanted to explore this statement a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have to HIGHLY disagree with the idea that Adam was lonely in the Garden. He was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; before sin had entered the world, which i take as Adam had no &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;. no &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; for affection, no &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; for anything because all that he was was &lt;em&gt;completely satisfied&lt;/em&gt; in God and His presence. Adam would not have known any better had God not expressed that it was not good...THIS one thing was the only thing that God saw as "not good" and this was only so because God knew that Adam alone could not "be fruitful and multiply" as He would later instruct Adam and his new helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been cursed to have had such great teaching in the past...teaching that causes me to STOP and actually THINK about what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; being taught in the "church." Praise the Lord for His Spirit that raises red flags and helps us to discern truth from the pulpit. so many people go to church and believe they are getting 100% truth. it's just not that simple. we have to search the Scriptures for Scripture's sake...we CANNOT take everything our pastors say at face value as absolute...pastors are men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEK THE LORD FOR YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; off my soapbox now, thanks for reading)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-1123771055839143393?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/1123771055839143393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=1123771055839143393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1123771055839143393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1123771055839143393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/09/adamlonely-i-think-not.html' title='Adam...lonely?! i think not'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-33729577651997459</id><published>2009-09-16T10:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:03:39.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>play with fire? you get burned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't play with fire...don't try to "manage your sin"...get rid of it--now and fast. the flesh is so weak. even when the heart has good intentions, speaking words of truth, the flesh will always find a loophole, will push the limits and will always find itself very comfortable doing the things it's good at--destroying you...that's the ONE thing it's faithful in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't think you can do it on your own. don't play games. be real, understand that the enemy is prowling around and laughs at you when you fall. he's so proud of himself when you fall...don't give him the pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't set yourself up for destruction. you never know how many other people you'll affect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-33729577651997459?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/33729577651997459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=33729577651997459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/33729577651997459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/33729577651997459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/09/play-with-fire-you-get-burned.html' title='play with fire? you get burned...'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-7084036112582111654</id><published>2009-09-11T19:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:48:55.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i need validation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmgood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad day'/><title type='text'>oh my, karen!</title><content type='html'>today was the first experiential bout with the massage table. all i can say is... (now say this with a british accent) "please sir, may i have another?" I called yesterday and scheduled an appointment for a massage... i roll up there today, and feel so much better afterwards! Ms. Karen hooked it up! i'm definitely going to have to go back there. i got the chance to talk to Karen about working for K-Life and asked her how she got into massage. she said she's been doing it for about 7 years and before that was an occupational therapist, but got out of that because of the politics of health insurance. she said her conscience wouldn't let her rest...so she got out. she explained how much she loves massage and how God can take the bad and work them for good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is proof that God hears the prayers of the righteous...not that i'm super righteous or anything...TRUST ME! on my way to the massage parlor...do they call em parlors still? anyway on my way i asked the Lord to allow me an opportunity to have a conversation with my therapist...and BAM there it is...an opening. I wasn't too sure where to take the conversation after that, but at least i know a little about karen. relationships take time. she really worked it out though. i left there feeling much better...i almost had this sense that as she was massaging me, she was praying for me, but who knows?! needless to say, i had a great time, and will mos def be returning to get another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round 2:&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to the one and only nikkie c yesterday and had a revelation. there are people in your life that come and go...PERIOD. the problem that ihave is that i want to hold on to all of my relationships. i feel burdened if i let people go...i honestly think this stems from my abandonment and rejection issues i used to have about my dad never being around...but i'm no therapist...it's only an uneducated guess into the underlying thread plaguing most girls in today's society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've come to accept the fact that i can't hold on to everyone that i come into contact with. some people you just gotta let go...unfortunately. no, that doesn't mean i can't pray for them, but i don't have to stress myself out in order to find validation in who i am through them...or maybe the stress will just give me an excuse to go see karen. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are just in you life for a season. in and out...that is all. there's a million people that i remember from earlier in my life that i've stressed about trying to keep up with, and then when i think about it, i realize that they've already let me go...so why am i stressing? they've done nothing to invest in me through this time or give me reason to think they want to maintain relationship, so why am i worried about it? am i right or wrong in thinking this way? honest opinions greatly appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-7084036112582111654?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/7084036112582111654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=7084036112582111654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7084036112582111654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7084036112582111654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-my-karen.html' title='oh my, karen!'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-1527867677322238591</id><published>2009-09-10T19:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:04:20.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinched nerves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops i crapped my pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twinkie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosby'/><title type='text'>late knights and early mournings</title><content type='html'>i have the greatest job...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; well the greatest job would be getting paid to eat, travel, and take amazing pictures...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; on that. but until then, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; working for the one and only &lt;a href="http://urbanstlouis.klife.com/"&gt;URBAN K-life&lt;/a&gt;...in The Lou or "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;STL&lt;/span&gt;" or The 314 also known as Saint Louis (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;STL&lt;/span&gt; is the airport code for booking flights, just thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; throw that ...for those of you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ebonically&lt;/span&gt; impaired. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; outta the office at about 2:30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; where i then go home and spend countless hours uploading all my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as of day 3, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; 57 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; uploaded, and have 39 more to go...on top of the stuff that's already on my computer that i must scramble to figure out how to get it to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; because i no longer have the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;...for whatever reason...and behold...the files are protected!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i meticulously upload each disc i have been watching seasons of the Cosby show...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt; real...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on the last episode of disc one of season three as we speak...and there goes the bell..last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; for the night uploaded. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt; a break now for the night...last night i was up til 1 in the morning...can't do that again, i got back problems like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bidness&lt;/span&gt;. and my shoulders are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KILLIN&lt;/span&gt; me...that's why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to &lt;a href="http://www.massageenvy.com/"&gt;Massage Envy &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow! oh man...don't even worry bout me! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on that table like a fat kid on a chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah more about them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;...those 39 that i have to upload? they're all mix &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to have to manually enter in all the artist and song info...LAME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to important things: life in The LOU (that's Saint Louis) have been going....well, let's just say they've been going. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; way over my head in this K-Life thing. we've got so much going on that i am struggling to keep it all straight...still trying to find where i fit in, and what my responsibilities are. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but get this...so this guy that we're &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; with, Ed Watkins...(loves me by the way) has been working on this &lt;a href="http://vipapp.vipenews.com/Signup.aspx"&gt;VIP&lt;/a&gt; program to get people to volunteer...pretty much we just do whatever Ed says cause he's the kinda guy to raise $27 million in one year...he's a cool guy, honestly....he just gets things done! so anyway..he invites us to this prayer breakfast...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unbeknownst&lt;/span&gt; to me that this was an annual thing that happens in St. Charles county...so i wake up at the crack of dawn to haul myself outta bed to get all dolled-up (and if you know me, that took about 10 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INTERLUDE: just put in disc 2 of season 3 of the Cosby Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was i...? oh yeah! so we drive out to St. Charles and what do i see? power suits, power ties, men and women &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; the business world...this was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Businessmens&lt;/span&gt; Prayer Breakfast...so many big wigs in this place i almost peed my pants. TWICE (takes me back to 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade... the second to last time i messed myself. we won't talk about the last time.) so as i look back on that morning i try to understand why i was at that breakfast...1)i couldn't work any farther from the business world, and 2) last time i checked, i had 2 X chromosomes...but then i remember...I DO WHATEVER ED WANTS ME TO! and there it is...the answer to every question about why i do what i do...Mr. Ed says to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time...Rudy awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-1527867677322238591?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/1527867677322238591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=1527867677322238591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1527867677322238591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1527867677322238591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/09/late-knights-and-early-mournings.html' title='late knights and early mournings'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-1696467753106431382</id><published>2009-09-02T16:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:50:20.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='k-life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='address'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacker'/><title type='text'>Livin in The Lou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;well, i finally have a steady address...at least for the next 3 years...unless the place gets ransacked by the mob living on The Hill, or Jesus takes me home. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; moved to st &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;louis&lt;/span&gt; and now work for the urban k-life there. "urban k-life" i won't do it, but why does it have to have the urban tag attached?? whatever! that's the way things roll around here. it's a pretty sweet place to live...for now, until the neighbors bust a cap or break in to my place that you really don't have to "break in to" all you really have to do is gently tap on the lock and it'll open up! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, well i guess it's really not that easy, but might as well be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since being here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got a few rules...1) to work out everyday except &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, 2) no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; until after 6pm, 3) get to bed at a decent hour so i can wake up and hang with Jesus first thing, 3) keep the gas/electricity bills to a minimum, 4) do my job and do it well...that's it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the status on those:&lt;br /&gt;1) have YET to work out, let alone set up a workout schedule&lt;br /&gt;2) the first thing i turn on when i get home @ 2:30 in the afternoon is the TV (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3) haven't gotten the bills yet...only been here for 10 days&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a little behind on my small group planning, haven't designed a t-shirt, and i haven't been to one school lunch...they've been in school for about 2, maybe 3 weeks....SLACKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it...more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Holla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-1696467753106431382?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/1696467753106431382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=1696467753106431382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1696467753106431382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/1696467753106431382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2009/09/livin-in-lou.html' title='Livin in The Lou'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-5170883628668079490</id><published>2008-05-09T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:12:17.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my...life goes on</title><content type='html'>so the insitute has finished...and thus begins REAL life...got to find a job, need money, need a place to live, need food, and maybe a new car somewhere down the road. husband...yes please. guess i'm just bored and have nothing to do. there's really no reason for me to be blogging right now, but whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-5170883628668079490?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/5170883628668079490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=5170883628668079490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/5170883628668079490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/5170883628668079490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-mylife-goes-on.html' title='oh my...life goes on'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-8784426287785280406</id><published>2008-02-05T07:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T07:51:09.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>it turns out that we only have seven weeks left together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-8784426287785280406?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/8784426287785280406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=8784426287785280406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/8784426287785280406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/8784426287785280406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2008/02/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-7402850834082736528</id><published>2008-02-01T17:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:39:08.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>divine conspiracy?? who is d.w and what authority does he have to tell me that the "kingdom of God" is here and now?? bull crap. there is NO way that the kingdom of God is here-especially in the physical realm...if so explain to me earthquakes, fires, and other natural disasters...i thought in the kingdom, there would be no destruction??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm misunderstanding what he means by the kingdom of heaven/God--but that's ok because he's freely interpreted the Holy Scriptures to fit his agenda. i guess there are people who are "unworthy" of this treasure of the gospel...whose core is the kingdom here and now, not redemption of Christ. but don't let me step on your toes...i'm not calling them pigs or dogs, i'm just saying that they are unfit to eat and digest the nourishing Truths of God because it won't help them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get off me willard, i'm SO over you right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-7402850834082736528?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/7402850834082736528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=7402850834082736528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7402850834082736528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/7402850834082736528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2008/02/divine-conspiracy-who-is-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-566447123528129667</id><published>2008-01-25T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:26:55.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>elder? l-ship team? deacon? what's the diff?</title><content type='html'>so the biblia mentions qualifications for those wanting to be an elder in the church...FOR MEN...what about the ladies? so maybe a leadership team isn't as "official" but i assume that to be a part of the l-ship team of a church, YOU MUST STAY AWAKE IN PRECEPTS?? am i right, or am i right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fat?! mi hermano y yo estamos bien! odio todos los peleos, pero alguna veces, son necesarios. el no entiende las cosas de mujeres. pero no puedo expectar mucho de un chico que piensa que....no ira alla...quisas puedo aprender a comprender como funciona el mente de hombres, pero no puedo estar seguro....deja me ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se la vie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-566447123528129667?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/566447123528129667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-4736461808902902785</id><published>2008-01-24T19:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:34:20.661-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baba ganush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>Older brothers...??? COMPLETELY OVERRATED</title><content type='html'>so i've taken to adopting a fellow classmate as my older brother, and it seems that he's failing in every sense of the word. i try to love him, and i gets NO love. i try to encourage him...REJECTED! maybe i'm failing? could it be that trying to earnestly hold one to a higher standard warrants rejection and a lack of reciprocation of such affection? perhaps i shall seek counseling for this. i know several people who have developed sophisticated counseling guides from which they could assist me. Lord willing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, only time will tell if i'm to be loved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, i guess i'll just wait on it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i'm still waiting.......................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-4736461808902902785?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/4736461808902902785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=4736461808902902785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4736461808902902785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4736461808902902785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2008/01/older-brothers-completely-overrated.html' title='Older brothers...??? COMPLETELY OVERRATED'/><author><name>Teshia Tucker</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100096609457878137144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-90kpqztvV00/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/y5p-VQXD1Ag/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976565555299340905.post-4928016364831571022</id><published>2008-01-22T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:10:20.651-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new classroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tommy lee jones'/><title type='text'>Three days only!!! Tommy Lee Jones @ KI</title><content type='html'>so i was fascinated @ how much TLJ had to say on the purpose, workings, and fulfillment of the Holy Spirit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it was pretty stinkin awesome. imagine: yet another person referencing the infamous dupree scovell...perhaps there is a remnant of such a person in THE fanny pack?? one might wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a more serious note, i suggest that we expand the kaua'i property in order to fit this new classroom, which is actually being built as i type this...i figure if, at this point, there's only enough space to build .5 bathrooms, then we may need to get some more property...but then again, i could be wrong. speaking with some of the colleagues, i came to the understanding that perhaps this new classroom would take the form of bunks...you know, as in beds...and that students would literally be sitting on top of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess only the final product, that i won't be able to use, will alter my perception on this ridiculousness that i call insanity...ps. did i mention there's no space for a new building??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976565555299340905-4928016364831571022?l=allupinmybidness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/feeds/4928016364831571022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976565555299340905&amp;postID=4928016364831571022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4928016364831571022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976565555299340905/posts/default/4928016364831571022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allupinmybidness.blogspot.com/2008/01/three-days-only-tommy-lee-jones-ki.html' title='Three days only!!! 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