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		<title>By: Nancy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nancy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 02:11:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Every week when I read these Friday posts, I wonder what is saving my life and I&#039;m never sure. Geof, I can understand how rote prayer could do that, because sometimes we just don&#039;t have the words to say. But I decided this afternoon that what is saving my life at the moment is the azaleas. They have been so gorgeous. I have a flame red one in my front yard that has lifted my spirits when I&#039;ve walked out the front door. It&#039;s fading now, as azaleas will do, but today I looked out my kitchen window and saw the wild azalea in my backyard. It&#039;s been there who knows how long. It&#039;s left over from when this area was a forest, and thankfully the houses in our neighborhood were built before clear cutting was the norm for a new development. It&#039;s grown really tall and has gorgeous pink blossoms. I look forward to it every year. Something else will have to save my life next week probably, but this week I&#039;m really thankful that this wild azalea is sharing its beauty with me.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every week when I read these Friday posts, I wonder what is saving my life and I&#8217;m never sure. Geof, I can understand how rote prayer could do that, because sometimes we just don&#8217;t have the words to say. But I decided this afternoon that what is saving my life at the moment is the azaleas. They have been so gorgeous. I have a flame red one in my front yard that has lifted my spirits when I&#8217;ve walked out the front door. It&#8217;s fading now, as azaleas will do, but today I looked out my kitchen window and saw the wild azalea in my backyard. It&#8217;s been there who knows how long. It&#8217;s left over from when this area was a forest, and thankfully the houses in our neighborhood were built before clear cutting was the norm for a new development. It&#8217;s grown really tall and has gorgeous pink blossoms. I look forward to it every year. Something else will have to save my life next week probably, but this week I&#8217;m really thankful that this wild azalea is sharing its beauty with me.</p>
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		<title>By: Geof F. Morris</title>
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		<dc:creator>Geof F. Morris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2012 20:18:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Rote prayer is saving my life.  I have been struggling with a lot of things of late, including some dark ones.  The other night it was really dark, and I just prayer the Lord&#039;s Prayer over and over again until I felt an easement.  I probably would not have done this had I not started praying an Anglican rosary a few months back.  I didn&#039;t think that rote prayer would do me any good, because it gave me no room for creativity in what I felt needed to be said.  I don&#039;t know about anyone else, but I was wrong about that.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rote prayer is saving my life.  I have been struggling with a lot of things of late, including some dark ones.  The other night it was really dark, and I just prayer the Lord&#8217;s Prayer over and over again until I felt an easement.  I probably would not have done this had I not started praying an Anglican rosary a few months back.  I didn&#8217;t think that rote prayer would do me any good, because it gave me no room for creativity in what I felt needed to be said.  I don&#8217;t know about anyone else, but I was wrong about that.</p>
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