<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462774220497088647</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 18:09:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Ramblings of a Wondering Heart</title><description>The journaling of someone who's heart's cry is "more of You Lord and less of me".</description><link>http://cindystroud.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Cindy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462774220497088647.post-1604658187940274668</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-11T12:28:34.255-04:00</atom:updated><title>My Double Portion</title><atom:summary type='text'>Isaiah 61:1-4,7 The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me,because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,to proclaim liberty to the captives,and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; 2 to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor,and the day of vengeance of our God;to comfort all who mourn; 3 to grant to those who mourn in Zion—to </atom:summary><link>http://cindystroud.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-double-portion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462774220497088647.post-7555115844590523283</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-01T11:01:23.938-04:00</atom:updated><title>Generations...</title><atom:summary type='text'>I love the music of Sara Groves. It seems to speak to my heart in such a personal way. She has a song called "Generations" that speaks of our legacy we leave for those who come after us. It speaks of choices that we can make to either pass on a curse or a blessing to those we may never know. That is such a powerful thought to me. What will my great-great grand children's lives be like - will my </atom:summary><link>http://cindystroud.blogspot.com/2009/09/generations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAANoPuuEp8/SqWkaaVrooI/AAAAAAAAABs/nX0Ou2o9zhs/s72-c/IMG_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462774220497088647.post-7032067239273262459</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-27T07:46:07.486-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Invitations</category><title>Invitations</title><atom:summary type='text'> I forgot I had taken this picture on vacation. We were in Savannah for the day just walking throughout the city. It is so beautiful and old. I love places like that where you feel the history. Anyway, for some reason that day I was very distracted by entry ways. I finally stopped and took a picture of this one- it was the moss growing on the old brick steps that attracted me. I am a visual </atom:summary><link>http://cindystroud.blogspot.com/2009/06/invitations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAANoPuuEp8/SkX9quO1xGI/AAAAAAAAABk/XxAvvfafx-M/s72-c/P5200073_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>