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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>This American Life</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 08:15:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-8164742651728448197</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcGZhXAi9M8" length="763" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><description>Check this out. I love the radio show, and the television show is playing on Showtime on demand if you care to watch.

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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Leaving Earnhardt Nation</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-cant-tell-you-i-wasnt-disappointed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 03:43:56 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-4018549753538143093</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>I can’t tell you I wasn’t disappointed last week. I can’t tell you how the announcement rocked my world. I never saw it coming, and I haven’t taken it sitting down, because not too long ago Jill and...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Could I Weep Today?</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2007/06/could-i-weep-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 10:13:13 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-1036029285895241358</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>I could weep today
but you would never
hear me crying

I could weep today
but it wouldn't bring me
any closer to happiness

I could weep today
but then you'd
question my sanity

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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>High Stakes Decorating</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2006/12/jill-said-to-me-other-night-about.html</link><category>Jill Stofel</category><category>Robert Stofel</category><category>Christmas decorations</category><category>decorations</category><category>Blair Stofel</category><category>Old Decatur</category><category>Christmas stories</category><category>Christmas competitions</category><category>historic district</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 05:31:53 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-6683121603187548179</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>We live in an old historic district that celebrates Christmas with a competition. This is a big deal in my neighborhood. The people in my neighborhood don't play when it comes to decorating their...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Shooting For the Stars</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2006/10/shooting-for-stars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 19:05:38 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-7085172487421190540</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>God took Abraham outside and said, ‘Look up at the heavens and count the stars—if indeed you can count them.’ Then he said to him, ‘So shall your offspring be’” (Genesis 15:5).


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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Vintage Path—Part One</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2006/05/vintage-pathpart-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 04:43:48 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-114708852471055855</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>(This week's message at Vintage Faith of Decatur)

See the chairs you’re seated in. Some of the members pooled their money and bought them this week. Nice, huh? Well Cinda and I have a small...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Fake Blood and the Da Vinci Code</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2006/04/fake-blood-and-da-vinci-code.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 12:24:46 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-114615582358938278</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>When we were in early teens, a bunch of us boys in Green Acres subdivision in Franklin, Tennessee thought it would be cool to steal Mrs. Erwin’s scarecrow she had in a rocking chair on her front...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>(Below is my message at a communion service for Vintage Faith Church 3/29/06)</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2006/03/below-is-my-message-at-communion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 11:23:19 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-114374628601006110</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Service for Vintage Faith Church 3/29/06

Last Thursday Sloan, my youngest daughter, turned sixteen. She’s an adult. She will have to get a job. She might even have to pay taxes. She will have to...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>What Shakil Taught Me</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-shakil-taught-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 11:14:53 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-113596986732765680</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Hello, Everyone! A couple of weeks ago, I told you about how my daughter, Blair, works with terminally-ill children, and how Shakil, one of the boys she worked with in New Jersey, when asked by the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>What I know about you</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-i-know-about-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 08:56:34 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-113449262934092025</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Hello, Everyone! This week I'm sending along a poem that Blair, my daughter, wrote for one of her patients, Shakil. Blair works with terminally ill children, and Shakil is one of the boys she worked...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>A Radiant Sliver</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/11/radiant-sliver.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 13:50:30 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-113088183070711820</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Mark 14:7 - The poor you will always have with you, and you can help them any time you want. But you will not always have me.

They came. They knocked. They said it. They walked away. All of this...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>The Wing of a Broken Butterfly</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/wing-of-broken-butterfly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 11:06:13 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-113024265237279117</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>1 Corinthians 13:12 - For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

A butterfly's wing floated along and dropped...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Audio Post - Why We Don't Fall in Love</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/audio-post-why-we-dont-fall-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 10:03:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112999973856436861</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>Looking for love? Robert talks about the reasons why some of us may be sabotaging love.

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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Why You Should Quit This Church</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-you-should-quit-this-church.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 08:05:59 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112981997545137321</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>I laughed the first time my friend told me where he attends church. Sure, it was in jest, but mere reality for most of us. My friend told me he was a member of “The Church of Me, Myself, and I.” He...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>My Crack Addict Group</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-crack-addict-group.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 05:43:14 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112920583160258594</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>Had a new guy in my group tonight. He doesn't have front teeth.

Maybe James Frey knocked them out. Who knows how he lost them? They're just gone. Hit the floor in some honky-tonk after some old...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Narrative of the Blood Part Two</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/narrative-of-blood-part-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 20:18:57 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112848161244664726</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>The Ark, the Blood, the blemished narrative, links us together. Different DNA codes. Same substance. Different types. Same narrative with different minds. This is a problem. We can never let the Ark...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Narrative of the Blood Part One</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/10/narrative-of-blood-part-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 20:01:14 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112839487405044866</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>(I'm back. Sorry for the long goodbye. It's been crazy.)

Blood is important. Blood can judge. Ask Pilate. “I wash my hands of this man’s blood.” Jesus said, “Those who eat my flesh and drink my...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Christ is Feet Accessible</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/08/christ-is-feet-accessible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 07:49:53 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112515402990282522</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>A college student needed a small two-hour course to fill his schedule. The only one that fit was in Wildlife Zoology. He had some reservations as he heard the course was tough and the teacher a bit...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>“Autobiography in Five Short Chapters”</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/08/autobiography-in-five-short-chapters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 17:53:42 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112441234057695604</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>“He who digs a hole and scoops it out falls into the pit he has made.” —Psalm 7:15 
Leadership guru, John Maxwell, shares in his book, Failing Forward, a story written by Portia Nelson called...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Audio Post: What's at the End of Day</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/08/audio-post-whats-at-end-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 12:21:45 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112386699579808699</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Have you ever wondered what should be in everyday? Click link below.

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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Audio Post - Fear Not!</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/08/audio-post-fear-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 12:22:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112361572306739448</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Jesus used the phrase, "Fear not," more than any other phrase in the Bible. Let this devotional soothe and take off the edge of your fear. May your worrying cease. (Click Link Below)

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[[ This is a content summary only. Visit MyWebsite.com for full links, other content, and more! ]]</description></item><item><title>Audio: Fighting Tigers in the Dark</title><link>http://strandedinskinandbones.blogspot.com/2005/08/audio-fighting-tigers-in-dark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Robert Stofel)</author><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 12:22:55 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185005.post-112354928553609444</guid><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>This post gives us a vivid parable of life. At some point in our lives, all of us face the terrifying task of fighting tigers in the dark. (Clink audio bar below)

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