tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24019502778555118402024-03-13T08:46:20.035-07:00Happy BubblesKellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-24776272115404624452009-08-20T17:30:00.001-07:002009-08-20T17:38:49.498-07:00Oh How He Loves Us<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Happy Thursday everybody! I know today is the second day in a row that I've done song lyrics...but I absolutely have to share this. This song has gripped my heart and blesses me in a new way everytime I hear it. It's "How He Loves Us" ...alot of different people sing it but my favorite version is The David Crowder Band version. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Here are the lyrics: </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">He is jealous for me, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">afflictions eclipsed by glory,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And I realise just </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">how beautiful You are, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And how great Your affections are for me. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And oh, how He loves us so, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">How He loves us all </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">He is jealous for me</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">When all of a sudden, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I am unaware of these </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">afflictions eclipsed by glory</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And I realise just </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">how beautiful You are, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And how great Your affections are for me. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Yeah, He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And we are His portion and He is our prize, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">If his grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And my heart turns violently inside of my chest, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I don’t have time to maintain these regrets, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">When I think about, the way… </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Yeah, He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves us,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh how He loves.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Guys, I am so taken aback by how much our Jesus loves us. We don't deserve His grace and mercy and forgiveness and love, yet He gives it to us in ways more than we can even imagine...and we never even asked for it.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">This is truly a happy thought for me that will carry out throughout my life. I will always be amazed and thankful for my Saviors love. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Comment your thoughts and feelings.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">With love and laughter, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Kellee</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh, how He loves us so...Oh how He loves...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-62602144169768306812009-08-19T14:40:00.000-07:002009-08-19T14:49:03.337-07:00Let It Go<strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Kay, so a friend of mine told me about this song today. Its called "Let it go" by Tenth Avenue North, and I love them so I thought I'd listen to it. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Here's the lyrics:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">I've been holding on so tight</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Look at these knuckles</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">They've gone white</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">I'm fighting for who I wanna be</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">I'm just trying to find security</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">But You say let it go, You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say life is waiting for the one's who lose control</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say you will be, everything I need</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You said if I lose my life it's then I'll find my soul</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say let it go.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Well it's hard enough to hear Harder still,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"> to move beyond this fear</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">We know there's nothing I can bring,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">So tell me what do you want from me?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">But You say let it go, You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say life is waiting for the one's who lose control</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say You will be, everything I need</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You said if I lose my life it's then I'll find my sou</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">lYou say let it go, You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What do I love?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What do I hate?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What will I lose? </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What will I gain?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">How do I save my soul?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What if I bend?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What if I break?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">What will it cost</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">?What will it take?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">For you to save my soul.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say let it go, You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say life is waiting for the one's who lose control</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say You will be, everything I need</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You said if I lose my life it's then I'll find my soul</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say let it go, You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say life is waiting for the one's who lose control</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say you will be, everything I need</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You said if I lose my life it's then I'll find my soulYou say let it go,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">You say let it go</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">This song really touched my heart. It made me realize that sometimes i hold on to stuff in life that I just need to let go. I hold on to fears, and past mistakes, and past heartache...and while those things have made me who I am today, it's time to just release it all. It's time to let go of worrying about all kinds of stuff that God is going to take care of. Time to let go of wondering what people will say about me, of what people think. Time to start just living and every moment count, and to just live it out loud. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">That is what this song said to me, what does it mean to yall?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">"Life is waiting for the ones who lose control..."</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Livin, Laughin, Lovin, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;">Kellee</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-88394855671570467752009-08-18T16:23:00.000-07:002009-08-18T16:34:14.971-07:00Highschool!!<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Hey everybody. I know it's been a while since I've updated, but I have been busy. Well I'm back, and HappyBubbles shall continue, cause who else is gona write about this beautiful life we're living? So since the last time I blogged I have become an official highschooler and I am loving every single minute of it. Highschool is like the stuff, guys.Let me exhibit the differences between Middle School, and Highschool:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">1. You get to eat, drink, and chew gum in class.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">2. The restroom signs say "women" and "men" instead of "girls" and "boys"</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">3. The baskets under your desk are bigger!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">4. The milk comes in bottles and not cartons!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">5. You get to wear jeans with holes in them! Unlike middle school!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">If anyone can think of any other great Highschool things, just comment.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Livin, Laughin, Lovin,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Kellee</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-34660067821212664382009-07-08T13:57:00.000-07:002009-07-10T12:11:43.592-07:003 Year Olds...They're On To Something :)<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">So the other night I went on a babysitting adventure! haha. I watched precious twins, Chloe and Kinley, and their cute little cousin Collins. As I hung out with them, I was continually amazed by their imagination and the way they think the simplest thing is also the most amazing thing ever. They would walk around the house saying "Lets jump!" and then they'd just jump in the air, and then come back down laughing their heads off. It was precious. It made me realize that sometimes we just need to jump in the air, and come back down laughing. Instead of taking ourselves seriously, we need to just be amazed sometimes. I'm a very easily amused and amazed person, and alot of people tell me that I need to get a life, and get out more. But truth is, i love being the way I am. Life is more fun when you laugh at knock knock jokes, and when you think that a toaster has super powers. So join me. This week I challenge you to laugh something off, and be easily amazed by something instead of thinking "so what". This week i challenge you to channel your inner 4 year old, and have a blast with it!</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-90173828368034018152009-07-06T18:52:00.000-07:002009-07-06T19:05:05.066-07:00Man's Best Friend<strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">So Thursday, July 2nd was supposed to be an amazing day for me. Because I got my braces off, and that was totally exciting. But just as we were leaving the orthodontist...we get a call that one of my doggies (Lizzie...the other one's name is Roscoe) is missing. So long story short, we searched and searched and put tons of signs up. 3 days went by and we really didn't think we were going to get her back. Well, last night, we were at some friends house...and my mom gets a call. Someone has Lizzie. So we sped our way to McDonalds (the meeting place) and got our baby girl back. I was sooo happy. Lizzie is a special dog...she loves everybody. Shes Zach's playmate, Mom's cuddle buddy, Dad's bundle of happiness, and My best friend (hehe). So when we got her back, we were all so excited.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">While she was gone, we all had to keep reminding ourselves that we hadn't lost a relative, and that alot of people around us are going through some pretty rough times. But when she was gone, it felt like we lost a family member. Because we did. If you have dogs you love, you understand what I mean. There's just something about them that warm your heart and put a smile on your face. Maybe it's the way they cock their head to the side, kiss your nose, or seem to just be screaming "pet me! pet me! im cute!". There's something about them that make us fall in love with them, something about them that just breaks our hearts. A dog can be your friend, your running buddy, or just a companion to you watch movies with. Great Dane, Beagle, Golden Retriever, Cockapoo...and everything in between....Dogs really are man (and womans!) best friend.</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-55181933116430620082009-07-03T12:21:00.000-07:002009-07-03T12:28:49.858-07:00Dressing Up<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">So, two nights ago I had a friend over to spend the night (Celena). We were sitting in my room about 2:00 AM and wanting something fun to do. So, we just started taking pictures with funny faces and just being silly and stuff. Then, we started dressing up with random items of clothing in my room. We took pictures of being super stars....emo kids...cow girls...and more. We had a blast. Now, I bet you're like "I don't really care what you and your friend did spending the night together"...but I promise there's a point to the story! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">It doesn't matter how old you are, or how "cool" you are...you are never to old or to cool to play dress up with your friends and have a silly photo shoot. Some of life's greatest times come when you act younger than you really are...when you don't care what you look like...and when you just laugh at the simplest things. So sometime within the next week, I challenge you to have some fun doing something you haven't done in a long time. Play dress up, run through a sprinkler, or blow bubbles...be a kid. I don't care if you're 19 or 62. You never know what you might get out of it :). </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">With Love and Laughter, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Kellee</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-12794521816105855242009-07-01T11:21:00.000-07:002009-07-01T11:25:47.458-07:00Doggy Tails<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">So, the other day, I was petting one of my poochies, Lizzie. Her tail was going a mile a minute...and the thought occured to me... "Do dogs wag their tail on purpose or do they have a happy sensor in their tails?". You know what I'm saying? Like is it like a human's smile, completely voluntary, or is it like an involuntary movement? Is there a sensor in our doggie's tails that knows when the dog is happy...so the tail wags? This is a question I ask myself constantly...does anyone have any thoughts on this? Happy Sensors In Dog Tails...the world may never know.</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2401950277855511840.post-56888813840451577422009-06-30T21:32:00.000-07:002009-06-30T21:56:17.788-07:00Happy Bubbles<strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">Hiya! This is my blog, Happy Bubbles. I wonder if you're wondering how I came to the conlusion for the name...well let me tell ya!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">I was sitting in one of those chairs that you get your hair done in...and well I was getting my hair done. I had originally gone for a trim and some blonde highlights, but when I got there my hair lady had some pink dye. So...my mom said that I could go ahead and get a pink streak in my hair! Now, I am a girl who walks to the beat of her own drum...some might even say I have my own drummer...so I love me some pink hair! So i was getting so excited, and so giddy...I couldn't explain how I felt. So I said, "Mommy, it feels like I have Happy Bubbles bursting inside my stomach!" </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">So after talking with my mom, we got the idea for me to make a blog of my little life revalations and thoughts...what I now like to call my "Happy Bubbles". So I hope you enjoy this blog, get some laughs, and maybe it'll even brighten your day. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">With Love and Laughter,<br />Kellee</span></strong>Kellee Cochranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16864859633546411985noreply@blogger.com1