<?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-35168926</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:30:29.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a New Man</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a simple young man born at the sunset of the 80's, whose just begun to understand where he fits into the grand scheme of things.  I know above all things, God is there for me, and if I trust him then I can achieve anything.  Visit me on myspace at http://www.myspace.com/living_forever_in_sin
 I would love to hear what you have to say about what I post.  If there is anything that you need prayer about, leave me a comment here or on myspace, and I'll keep you in my prayers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-7214271522599667156</id><published>2007-05-02T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:38:02.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a funny thing.</title><summary type='text'>Lifes a funny thing isnt it?  I feel strangly at peace today, even though I know there is a lot for me to feel uneasy about.  I know that even though I could be afraid, anxious, lonely, worried, or any other dark feeling that I could be lost in, somehow, I know that I am cared for, looked after, and loved.  I have spent the last week especially feeling really unhappy, and fried over things that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/7214271522599667156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=7214271522599667156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/7214271522599667156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/7214271522599667156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/05/lifes-funny-thing.html' title='Life&apos;s a funny thing.'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-8851130857585371697</id><published>2007-04-21T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:58:32.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long do I wait?</title><summary type='text'>Lately I have been put in some interesting positions with my faith, and I really feel like it is being tested, because I have been led to trust that God is going to allow me to make it through the situations of financial need, and I have been almost too glad to do so, and lately I have been feeling some of those situations crumbling around me.  I honestly need a lot of money, and I dont know how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/8851130857585371697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=8851130857585371697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/8851130857585371697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/8851130857585371697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-long-do-i-wait.html' title='How long do I wait?'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-7557305031336196258</id><published>2007-04-17T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:40:46.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in He who gave birth to the heavens</title><summary type='text'>Trust can be a wonderful yet terrifyingly difficult task to complete. Some people have trouble trusting because they have been wronged one too many times, or because someone they love let them down when it mattered the most to them, or maybe their parents weren't what they needed to be for them to be able to take comfort in someone who is caring for them.Well for me, all of these issues and more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/7557305031336196258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=7557305031336196258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/7557305031336196258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/7557305031336196258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/04/trust-in-he-who-gave-birth-to-heavens.html' title='Trust in He who gave birth to the heavens'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-3452616030551805268</id><published>2007-04-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:46:45.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Prospective</title><summary type='text'>I have rescently had a pretty funny feeling about my life, and its almost erie that its not a feeling of pain, or anguish, or disgust, its a feeling of pride and joy in the love of my savior.  Lately I have wanted to tell everyone I come across the amazing love that God has for all of us.  I had a chance to sit down with a couple of my friends from here at Grubby Kupp and just converse about my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/3452616030551805268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=3452616030551805268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/3452616030551805268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/3452616030551805268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-prospective.html' title='A New Prospective'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-1116442225558900248</id><published>2007-02-15T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:27:37.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to make it through another day.</title><summary type='text'>How can someone tell who they are if there has never been anyone like them to ask who they are?  What if there are a lot of people that you can ask, but theres just no one speaking up to say what they found out.  What if you were so sure that you knew who you were that you drasticly altered your life to the point that you didnt think that you could go back, and then you found out that you were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/1116442225558900248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=1116442225558900248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/1116442225558900248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/1116442225558900248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/02/trying-to-make-it-through-another-day.html' title='Trying to make it through another day.'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-117078207809880349</id><published>2007-02-06T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:14:38.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venti Life Change: No Whipped Cream</title><summary type='text'>So, lately I have been going through a lot of changes in my life, I have a girlfriend now of almost 2 weeks, I got a job at Starbucks, and I am feeling insanely happy lately. Its almost funny how somethings in your life can seem so overwhelming, and yet they make you so happy that you want to tell the world. I am really proud that Monica and I are approaching our relationship maturly, and yet we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/117078207809880349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=117078207809880349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/117078207809880349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/117078207809880349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2007/02/venti-life-change-no-whipped-cream_06.html' title='Venti Life Change: No Whipped Cream'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116535871399202818</id><published>2006-12-05T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:45:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real World: Cincinnati</title><summary type='text'>So, my life feels like one big episode of the real world.  The only difference is these cameras can hear what I am saying in my head.  I dont know what to do sometime because I feel like I am headed for a mental collapse.  Its not like there is even a lot of weight on my shoulders or anything, its just that mentally I feel drained, economicly, I am empty, and religously I feel like a failure.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116535871399202818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116535871399202818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116535871399202818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116535871399202818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/12/real-world-cincinnati.html' title='Real World: Cincinnati'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116491420292286959</id><published>2006-11-30T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:16:42.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><summary type='text'>So I have been trying to figure myself out quite a bit lately, and all I have been able to gather is that I really have no idea who I am.  I know that I am not gay, and yet there is a part of me, who really believes that I still am. (usually just one specific part of my body that feels that way)  And aside from that, I am becoming more and more unsettled at Cheeseburger In Paradice, and I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116491420292286959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116491420292286959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116491420292286959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116491420292286959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116335746410320789</id><published>2006-11-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:51:04.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the woods...for now.</title><summary type='text'>So, I have come to find a clearing in my life that seems to be very calm for me right now.  I am not completely sure weather or not it will last, but I know that having it in my life is very reassuring.  I am happy to have friends in my life right now that I can depend on and not have to worry weather or not they will hold my mistakes against me.  I had a wonderful bible study this past thursday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116335746410320789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116335746410320789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116335746410320789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116335746410320789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/11/out-of-woodsfor-now.html' title='Out of the woods...for now.'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116248439902778590</id><published>2006-11-02T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:19:59.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming lost in the fog</title><summary type='text'>The past couple of weeks I have been finding it excrutiatingly harder to hear the words that God may be trying to speak to me.  I have been slipping quite a bit in the life that I have been trying to uphold.  I wish I had some sort of release, because I see myself heading for a mental break down.  It really scares me to think about, but I dont know what I can do about it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116248439902778590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116248439902778590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116248439902778590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116248439902778590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/11/becoming-lost-in-fog.html' title='Becoming lost in the fog'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116200771226575240</id><published>2006-10-27T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:55:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for Forgivness</title><summary type='text'>Searching for forgivness seems to be a fruitless task for me.  It sounds very inappropriate to say that, I know, but I feel that even when I recieve the grace of God, and he forgives me, that I am not forgiven.  When I say that I have not been forgiven, I mean by myself.  Thats the problem that I have been having lately.  I sin, and then I am so crushed by the fact that I wavered in my faith that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116200771226575240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116200771226575240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116200771226575240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116200771226575240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/10/searching-for-forgivness.html' title='Searching for Forgivness'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116145109571686309</id><published>2006-10-21T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:18:15.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The arms of my father</title><summary type='text'>This past couple of days I have been trying to think about the loving feeling of falling into the arms of my heavenly father.  The idea may sound a bit corney, but it really baffels me how awesome it truely would be.  Some times I lay awake at night thinking about the awesomeness that would surround me when that day comes.  But then, I wonder, would he even want to hold me in his arms.  Am I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116145109571686309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116145109571686309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116145109571686309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116145109571686309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/10/arms-of-my-father.html' title='The arms of my father'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116076136093298703</id><published>2006-10-13T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:42:40.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>! Update !</title><summary type='text'>Well, basicly, right now I am trying to make the most of the things that I can easily deciffer.  The first thing being that I went to a guy that I work with's place and I just thought that we would hang out even though I sort of expected him to be thinking otherwise, but I went over all the same, because I wanted to make up for blowing him off the previous night.  And I was right with what I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116076136093298703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116076136093298703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116076136093298703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116076136093298703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/10/update_13.html' title='! Update !'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-116024755306030120</id><published>2006-10-07T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:59:13.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do we fit in?</title><summary type='text'>I have been plauging my mind the past few nights trying to see something that may not be there.  I dont know really what my place is in the world right now.  I know that as a Christian, sometimes there is no place at all, but I feel like there are somethings that just dont fit with the way I feel right now.  I know that there are some parts of me that just seemed right before, but with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/116024755306030120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=116024755306030120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116024755306030120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/116024755306030120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-do-we-fit-in.html' title='Where do we fit in?'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-115980247655548641</id><published>2006-10-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T08:21:16.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't listen, just hear.</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking and praying about listening to the words that are being told to me, and really soaking them in. I feel that there is a greatness in language that is lost when we try to let our minds translate what we hear rather than our hearts. I have really come to the conclusion that there is more to words than what we hear. We have to hear the heart of what is being said. Feel the life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/115980247655548641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=115980247655548641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/115980247655548641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/115980247655548641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-listen-just-hear.html' title='Don&apos;t listen, just hear.'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35168926.post-115943496258428399</id><published>2006-09-28T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T02:16:02.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new birth in God's name</title><summary type='text'>I am begining this blog with the intention of learning what it means to become a new man/woman in the name of God.  I was reciently awoken by the voice of the God of Aberham, Isacc, and Jacob.  He spoke through the mouths of many, but his words were clear and strong.  The lord of all the earth looked into my heart and cracked the coarse exterior telling me that I needed to wake up and live the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/feeds/115943496258428399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35168926&amp;postID=115943496258428399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/115943496258428399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35168926/posts/default/115943496258428399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becominganewman.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-birth-in-gods-name.html' title='A new birth in God&apos;s name'/><author><name>Jeremiah in Porgress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09888580050682542028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h138/magna4ever/824949352_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
