<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-2518969495764628195</id><updated>2024-03-05T02:59:22.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...of mine.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-7379474432810627504</id><published>2011-06-19T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:29:02.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths of my mind</title><content type='html'>Strength&lt;br /&gt;
Courage&lt;br /&gt;
Patience&lt;br /&gt;
Integrity&lt;br /&gt;
Honour&lt;br /&gt;
Respect&lt;br /&gt;
Influence&lt;br /&gt;
Faith&lt;br /&gt;
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These words all hold value to which people strive to afford.&lt;br /&gt;
But what must you do when some things do not have a price.&lt;br /&gt;
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Strength is a attribute of which brings security, safety, &#39;string pillar&#39; commonly&amp;nbsp;refereed&amp;nbsp;to. Strength has no price tag and is not built into our design. It is offered at a sacrifice. What does this mean? To have strength you must first embrace weakness?&lt;br /&gt;
No, to have strength you must first embrace the one who is strength. Strength may look like persistence,&amp;nbsp;perseverance or stability but to me it looks like a Man. One man who accepted and decided to put his body on a cross, bear the burdens of the world on himself and choose to die so that his son&#39;s and daughter&#39;s could&amp;nbsp;acquire his strength.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maths makes sense, whether its the process of adding something, subtracting or other terms associated with solving problems of the world, each term holds value and can be pulled apart and simplified. So why can these words such as Courage, Integrity, Faith and so on, not be simplified. Simplified in this sense meaning broken down, put into easy &#39;achievable&#39; steps to acquiring the desired outcome. Does Experience + Risk = Courage? Does Knowledge + Acceptance - Unbelief = Faith?&lt;br /&gt;
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The only answer to these questions can be found in the one who created them.&lt;br /&gt;
Why can you&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;scientists when they say the Earth was created in an explosion and Man was created through evolution when scientist can not explain why molecules stick together, why and how the Body has the capability and function to Heal, why there is a part of the brain that is only used during the use of God given gift of &#39;Tounges&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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God gave us the answers from the&amp;nbsp;beginning. Is a sunset not proof enough of his Glory? Is each breath not proof enough that he Loves us? We were created to have a relationship with him.&lt;br /&gt;
Put an equation to that.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/7379474432810627504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/06/maths-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/7379474432810627504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/7379474432810627504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/06/maths-of-my-mind.html' title='Maths of my mind'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-212419814960949015</id><published>2011-06-04T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:21:41.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Assumptions and Realisations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj08uiHTPvslsjveEvsMtys7W93ga5qY5IbUDVUF89mt4IzBTRZ5KVx0FmVpgwydSkgwIr6xhwereyrrPfgGNiZLWjBC3b8lzL9LuCDMF9Xb_0Oty-6cYm4f9Jlg7Rn9nlbK-wMFveNoyw/s1600/Black_White_Stream_Trees.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj08uiHTPvslsjveEvsMtys7W93ga5qY5IbUDVUF89mt4IzBTRZ5KVx0FmVpgwydSkgwIr6xhwereyrrPfgGNiZLWjBC3b8lzL9LuCDMF9Xb_0Oty-6cYm4f9Jlg7Rn9nlbK-wMFveNoyw/s320/Black_White_Stream_Trees.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Im Christian&lt;br /&gt;
Not hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;
But what difference does that make.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is there a common&amp;nbsp;misconception that &quot;Christians&quot; consider themselves &#39;better&#39; than non-Christians?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There seems to be a recurring statement i hear from non-Christians. &quot;You Christians think your all high and mighty, that your better than us&quot;, im sure you have heard similar statements.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;nbsp;labelled this addition to my blog &#39;Assumptions and realisations&#39; as i can only offer my opinions and wisdom from my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;
I thought into this&amp;nbsp;dilemma with no real conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
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We as Christians are not &#39;better&#39; or &#39;greater&#39; than anyone, rather we realise our mistakes, accept are faults and find a form of release we call &quot;The Cross&quot;. As Christians we label ourselves and&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;ourselves &amp;nbsp;from the rest because we have found and been lead into what life is about. Life can be viewed as getting through, gaining material&amp;nbsp;possessions, accumulating a wide array of relationships and living happy and fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;
As Christians our lives change forever. We are graced and lead into a life or fulfilment through Christ. Christian to me means Christ follower. This statement has no hidden agenda to suggest i am better than you, rather ive discovered the one who named my faults and died so that my faults do not consume me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Christians are not placed to persecute and demean non-Christians. Rather we are burdened with the knowledge of our creator and salvation, and set with the task of sharing this golden knowledge with others.&lt;br /&gt;
It burdens me to see Christians and non-Christians alike sitting in different boats.&lt;br /&gt;
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A story that really tested my Faith. A Christian asked an atheist why do you hate Christians. The atheist replied, all my life I have seen that Christians have the key to Eternal life and not one of them would give the key to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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All my assumptions lead to no real conclusion but rather put thoughts to page.&lt;br /&gt;
Any comments are welcome. Id like to hear opinions as all I have are my own.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/212419814960949015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-assumptions-and-realisations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/212419814960949015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/212419814960949015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-assumptions-and-realisations.html' title='Simple Assumptions and Realisations'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj08uiHTPvslsjveEvsMtys7W93ga5qY5IbUDVUF89mt4IzBTRZ5KVx0FmVpgwydSkgwIr6xhwereyrrPfgGNiZLWjBC3b8lzL9LuCDMF9Xb_0Oty-6cYm4f9Jlg7Rn9nlbK-wMFveNoyw/s72-c/Black_White_Stream_Trees.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-3118772139541243994</id><published>2011-05-26T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:41:04.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Someone please turn the lights back on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been wandering here for days, disconnected, and in search for new air to breathe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Some think I can fix this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Some think I could change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;But that&#39;s the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;We never speak to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Though our closing walls have cages in them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;And I can&#39;t quite remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;This was the first time I didn&#39;t say enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;This was the only time I kept it close enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Brace yourself! Co&#39;mon and Brace yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re not waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re not waking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re not waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re not waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Oh, my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Oh, my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;I hate the me that I&#39;ve become, this needy useless forgetting one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Truthfully I can&#39;t be the me, the me that I&#39;ve washed up to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t stop breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;the walls have just begun to spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Just let the water calm you this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s all around you, just open your eyes and take a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;It will never kill you; not this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t stop breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Just let the water calm you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t stop breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Not this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s all around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s all around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;We&#39;re surrounded for all I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;Brace yourself right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;lights out I&#39;m not breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t keep swimming, can&#39;t keep my head up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/3118772139541243994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/3118772139541243994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/3118772139541243994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-160060293335976137</id><published>2011-05-19T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:03:39.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisAo663CTeJBiEZ3X5fhSEMdDaE0NdcEKMpYYCDhSgaZlFNaKrV-SJ8QBFyCfIzJmrxqTeSgpoyvFA9BqjexM-3T2ukFiAIKvuwC_m_DeoD-iPEk5_PBPA_2otxW720NkU5mgBb63dw0/s1600/awsome.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisAo663CTeJBiEZ3X5fhSEMdDaE0NdcEKMpYYCDhSgaZlFNaKrV-SJ8QBFyCfIzJmrxqTeSgpoyvFA9BqjexM-3T2ukFiAIKvuwC_m_DeoD-iPEk5_PBPA_2otxW720NkU5mgBb63dw0/s640/awsome.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like Questions.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever taken the time to stop, think, analyse, consider, reflect on things before? I have...&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you the person who selects fast forward in life? The kind of person who decides they are old enough to date, to drink, to &quot;party&quot;, to go &quot;clubbing&quot;? Why fast forward? Is the life ahead of you better than the one&amp;nbsp;in-front of you?&lt;br /&gt;
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So many questions left&amp;nbsp;unanswered&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;many yet leaving these &quot;questions&quot; which I name burdens causes damage. Ignoring the ever present feeling that &quot;this is wrong&quot;, &quot;I want more in life than this&quot;, &quot;why am I like this&quot;, and filling the&amp;nbsp;chasm with a numbing tool offered by popularity. Tools such as drugs, alcohol, pain, self-harm... What good are these? Do these tools fast forward our lives to when the burdens have sorted themselves out?&lt;br /&gt;
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What&#39;s the answer to these burdens?&lt;br /&gt;
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What has the ability and resource to take pain, anger,&amp;nbsp;jealousy, self-hatred,&amp;nbsp;in-content, sadness, hunger for more?&lt;br /&gt;
Is there an answer or are we &quot;destined&quot; to feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;
What is destiny but a English word used to describe the meaning of the unknown, the ability to accept things as they come. I do not want to accept the way this world is. I do not want to accept that &quot;parties and clubbing&quot; are the only ticket to popularity. I do not want to accept that we have to deal with pain unanswered and unsatisfied. I want more. I want freedom but not freedom in terms of my life but in others.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why is it that I know people who disregard any inkling of doubt in the life they live? People who live life with the agenda of getting through, getting drunk and having fun. Is life really about the now? The satisfaction I can have now? People tell me that I should live for now with no regard for tomorrow... That I should&amp;nbsp;fulfil my obligations to my happiness and not worry about the implications for this.&lt;br /&gt;
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I live for tomorrow, I want to know that what I do in the now makes my future more fulfilling, enriched and prosperous. Today I chose to make a difference so that tomorrow I can see that difference&amp;nbsp;manifest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why live life without asking these questions? Will ignoring them truly solve problems? Will ignoring the flat tyre on your car allow for a safe drive home? What will you do when that small inconvenience causes a large disturbance? Answer me this...&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you got the influence to impact your life and others?&lt;br /&gt;
Or will you wait for others to influence yours?&lt;br /&gt;
Its your choice...&lt;br /&gt;
Start thinking</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/160060293335976137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-like-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/160060293335976137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/160060293335976137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-like-questions.html' title='I like Questions'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisAo663CTeJBiEZ3X5fhSEMdDaE0NdcEKMpYYCDhSgaZlFNaKrV-SJ8QBFyCfIzJmrxqTeSgpoyvFA9BqjexM-3T2ukFiAIKvuwC_m_DeoD-iPEk5_PBPA_2otxW720NkU5mgBb63dw0/s72-c/awsome.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-1107119309721646582</id><published>2011-05-19T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:04:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone asked my opinion on dating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCwdohdpVRzkCVm39Ccs8DNJiy9BALl3C8bQwKREoiK7M9X6Syamm_UxrhH38CpmvGf0ImLW1HKco96NXjKJ2-_t9_aNP_v6P5fFWWC2cKBCbH411qNlxo6Dq8Eqm3nojmHsAEx-9HgA/s1600/Helo.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;86&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCwdohdpVRzkCVm39Ccs8DNJiy9BALl3C8bQwKREoiK7M9X6Syamm_UxrhH38CpmvGf0ImLW1HKco96NXjKJ2-_t9_aNP_v6P5fFWWC2cKBCbH411qNlxo6Dq8Eqm3nojmHsAEx-9HgA/s400/Helo.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;well a relationship is created by God so should be defined by God, therefore everything taking Gods thoughts in mind. God created love and gave an example of it. When we are christian we try to be &quot;like christ&quot; therefore demonstrate his love.  A relationship for me is journeying with someone to discover more of God, encouraging each other in the process and learning what it means to love. I dont use the word lightly and it means a lot to me. Dating is difficult because it technically never starts and never ends. so what is dating? getting to know someone? but dont you do that with other friends to? so what defines dating and a relationship? in my opinion its the bond they share and that ability to better each others relationship with God&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1107119309721646582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/someone-asked-my-opinion-on-dating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/1107119309721646582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/1107119309721646582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/someone-asked-my-opinion-on-dating.html' title='Someone asked my opinion on dating.'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCwdohdpVRzkCVm39Ccs8DNJiy9BALl3C8bQwKREoiK7M9X6Syamm_UxrhH38CpmvGf0ImLW1HKco96NXjKJ2-_t9_aNP_v6P5fFWWC2cKBCbH411qNlxo6Dq8Eqm3nojmHsAEx-9HgA/s72-c/Helo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-8760731090830415151</id><published>2011-05-19T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:19:19.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs with meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;file:///C:/Users/James/Downloads/FITE%20Song%20Vocals%20v3.mp3&quot;&gt;More than you could know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If you cant figure it out, the Name of the song above is a link that hopefully links to the song. The above is the original, the below is the second take.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://joshbarr.com/media/FITESONG-FINAL.mp3&quot;&gt;More than you could know Final Cut&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8760731090830415151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/songs-with-meaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8760731090830415151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8760731090830415151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/songs-with-meaning.html' title='Songs with meaning'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-2631214912058275970</id><published>2011-05-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:53:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticks and Bones make Building Stones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyNEG0fmWr-RiqPhrwXXNJEYYg78ie7pqvoPf9-3mzAwChcnSVSbW006elE6OU1rxJl8FbFDU2Ddq-t1ZjiH-9UESCLVp9eJqMjGB28IUcvZ7V4wzeukDho0Lrhu-hn47sqnS_ys-cXk/s1600/Life.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyNEG0fmWr-RiqPhrwXXNJEYYg78ie7pqvoPf9-3mzAwChcnSVSbW006elE6OU1rxJl8FbFDU2Ddq-t1ZjiH-9UESCLVp9eJqMjGB28IUcvZ7V4wzeukDho0Lrhu-hn47sqnS_ys-cXk/s320/Life.jpg&quot; width=&quot;232&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My creation is perfect&lt;br /&gt;
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My creation is perfect and I am proud.&lt;br /&gt;
Each breath is original and individual in nature, yet each breath was created by me.&lt;br /&gt;
Why must my creation seek comfort and acceptance in others.&lt;br /&gt;
My only burden is seeing my creation lost.&lt;br /&gt;
What made my creation fall and stumble. What&amp;nbsp;separates&amp;nbsp;it from me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you not see,&lt;br /&gt;
My creation is you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2631214912058275970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/sticks-and-bones-make-building-stones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/2631214912058275970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/2631214912058275970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/sticks-and-bones-make-building-stones.html' title='Sticks and Bones make Building Stones.'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyNEG0fmWr-RiqPhrwXXNJEYYg78ie7pqvoPf9-3mzAwChcnSVSbW006elE6OU1rxJl8FbFDU2Ddq-t1ZjiH-9UESCLVp9eJqMjGB28IUcvZ7V4wzeukDho0Lrhu-hn47sqnS_ys-cXk/s72-c/Life.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-8505396099287555681</id><published>2011-05-18T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T03:51:02.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger...I tip my Hat.</title><content type='html'>Anger, I like you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your the only one that exerts emotion.&lt;br /&gt;
You listen to everyone and let them speak their mind.&lt;br /&gt;
You do not take anything but allow for everything to be taken from you.&lt;br /&gt;
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I may like you but I&amp;nbsp;despise&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;br /&gt;
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You draw out emotions that are not mine.&lt;br /&gt;
You get in my head and block out my friend happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
You sell your services so cheaply and abuse your consumers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anger you&amp;nbsp;deceiver.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8505396099287555681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/angeri-tip-my-hat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8505396099287555681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8505396099287555681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/angeri-tip-my-hat.html' title='Anger...I tip my Hat.'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-6097610428342858569</id><published>2011-05-18T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:55:09.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjfYVpR9fJeC4IeADZbd1MZCY4qcZ2tIxaJLCTBoVFg7DLaVG1Ze7T8EzdvisOPpU9w6CMs5HB8BxJz8DuKFRw-u1ddns04OzQ1ncPpM0rQHosKw0Q3iJKXaMheXxBWZu87C43U6lw15k/s1600/Cool.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjfYVpR9fJeC4IeADZbd1MZCY4qcZ2tIxaJLCTBoVFg7DLaVG1Ze7T8EzdvisOPpU9w6CMs5HB8BxJz8DuKFRw-u1ddns04OzQ1ncPpM0rQHosKw0Q3iJKXaMheXxBWZu87C43U6lw15k/s1600/Cool.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trust in me&lt;br /&gt;
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Trust in me and I will hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in me and your thoughts will become public.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in me and your life will get worse.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in me and you will only find pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Were we ever created to trust. When we try life on our own we fail. When we take things in our own hands they fall apart. So why?&lt;br /&gt;
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Why trust others?&lt;br /&gt;
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Trust in others and the burden is lighter.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in others and your life is known.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in others and your life has meaning.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in others and your life will gather pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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If we are all human then we are all subject to Sin. This word is thrown around and demeaned. The extremity of this word is that we all fall short of perfection. We are not capable of trust and to be trusted in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why Trust in him?&lt;br /&gt;
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Trust in him and see renewal.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in him and find peace.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in him and find grace and acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;
Trust in him and see purpose.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is the reason for trust. The only one worthy of trust. The only one that is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now take out the word &quot;Trust&quot; and put in &quot;my Life&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6097610428342858569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust-in-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/6097610428342858569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/6097610428342858569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust-in-me.html' title='Trust in me.'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjfYVpR9fJeC4IeADZbd1MZCY4qcZ2tIxaJLCTBoVFg7DLaVG1Ze7T8EzdvisOPpU9w6CMs5HB8BxJz8DuKFRw-u1ddns04OzQ1ncPpM0rQHosKw0Q3iJKXaMheXxBWZu87C43U6lw15k/s72-c/Cool.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2518969495764628195.post-8959807308813781001</id><published>2011-05-18T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:54:33.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...of mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLhqXS9n0fn5DNszDcYvbV_fp4DOKlSBo5QJKvrTW5-R7S2Dc4TCQmHD28yfmzjUIAGH-N9L2Nho_9njhkgENeDDlaFMUs9fjVTVz-fdcPGE25YlPDKZPmfrzXGu4SXs7UZNdZexGZjo/s1600/very+cool.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLhqXS9n0fn5DNszDcYvbV_fp4DOKlSBo5QJKvrTW5-R7S2Dc4TCQmHD28yfmzjUIAGH-N9L2Nho_9njhkgENeDDlaFMUs9fjVTVz-fdcPGE25YlPDKZPmfrzXGu4SXs7UZNdZexGZjo/s400/very+cool.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This life is mine and mine to own.&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes mine so different from yours?&lt;br /&gt;
If I was to tell you your life is not yours to decide, can you deny that?&lt;br /&gt;
My life is unique, individual, inspirational and reflects my passion.&lt;br /&gt;
These words define me yet have no meaning, unique describes the troubles I face. They&#39;re unique, different to yours and in many ways can not be replicated.&lt;br /&gt;
My life is individual, I live it, not you. I move my feet, I breath, I talk, I think.&lt;br /&gt;
My life is inspirational, I make decisions, those decisions have outcomes, people follow whether those outcomes be positive or destructive.&lt;br /&gt;
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I describe my life yet these traits relate to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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My life is not mine and not mine to own.&lt;br /&gt;
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What do I have to my name. A few years of sport and teams. A few years of study under my belt and begginings of a degree. A car. Physical belongings. Debt. Lost Friendships. Years of drinking and drugs. Past relationships. Failed Girlfriends. Mistakes and misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;
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This life intrigues me. What&#39;s mine compared to yours? We both buy into fashion, buy into love and affection. The world sells us fun and we need it. Is there nothing more?&lt;br /&gt;
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Unanswered questions and half thought out sentences lead to no conclusions only more questions. What&#39;s this all about. Life to me consists of family, friends, work, study and church. What gives me&amp;nbsp;persistence, patients and power to live life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Life cant be about the now and present. If the reality was that, then we face a world filled with lies, sex, drugs, violence, pain, untrust, war. What gives passion to the others. I will answer that for myself soon but first my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
Is this why the people i know find happiness in drugs and party&#39;s, because theres nothing else. The world markets fun in the form of alcohol and we wonder why kids drink so much. Wheres the fun when nothing else is marketed.&lt;br /&gt;
Im concerned for these people. If this is what lifes about then what future can posibly come.&lt;br /&gt;
is there any point? if so i cant see it and someone needs to explain it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;
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My life has meaning, I live in the same world as you but mine has a point and a future. This life of mine is not my own yet designed for me. My future doesnt define me like it does you but i do have one. My life on papers looks the same to you but mine has meaning and purpose and has someone that invests so much much in me and not you.&lt;br /&gt;
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My life is not for sale and not marketed, you cant have it. But would you like yours?&lt;br /&gt;
Your life has purpose beyond belief, the reason i write beyond belief is that you do not and will not understand the reason for your creation. Your life has a task and a goal, but one you can never achieve and never&amp;nbsp;accomplish. Your life is there for the taking. Stop living the life of the world, Buying into drugs sex and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you want your life? I have the means to get my life but i dont have yours. I know who does and i can tell you about him.&lt;br /&gt;
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My life is worth living because im set apart, designed to be great and mighty. Im a prince with the resource of the kingdom. I know the king and everyday my relationship with him grows. He takes my fear, my pain, my anguish. He gives life, affection, abundance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why have i got this life and you dont?&lt;br /&gt;
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I accepted Jesus as King.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blog continues as my mind allows me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8959807308813781001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifeof-mine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8959807308813781001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2518969495764628195/posts/default/8959807308813781001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamescbeyer.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifeof-mine.html' title='Life...of mine.'/><author><name>Life...of mine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12319926064198458307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1kGwqcZAkG8ce5CAFLbeLgS2ogI9XlWPlf4nJWE6Itx2Urm6oT3CDgdBU-uUU65RjfGcR2LhyQ5SM4DHpL7BXpWM6ZEvOCYAm5LxfdFnGFftbd5kKgns3vW6mY9EnYRI/s220/Cool.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLhqXS9n0fn5DNszDcYvbV_fp4DOKlSBo5QJKvrTW5-R7S2Dc4TCQmHD28yfmzjUIAGH-N9L2Nho_9njhkgENeDDlaFMUs9fjVTVz-fdcPGE25YlPDKZPmfrzXGu4SXs7UZNdZexGZjo/s72-c/very+cool.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>