<?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-2367789226801433208</id><updated>2012-02-12T22:40:04.334-08:00</updated><category term='The Way'/><title type='text'>For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-5530111188645021005</id><published>2010-01-12T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:50:26.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-5530111188645021005?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/5530111188645021005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=5530111188645021005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5530111188645021005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5530111188645021005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2010/01/week-2-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-4044058662395461377</id><published>2009-08-23T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:59:21.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters... just doesn't.</title><content type='html'>These past few weeks have been filled with heartache, tears, laughs, old friends, and fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Chris Champion lost his battle to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to let go of someone when they are so young. Even though our Lord took him at 20, he still touched more people than I can ever imagine to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris was full of God's love. He was strong in his faith and never lost sight of who God was even when the cancer wouldn't let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of him. I don't know what else to say. I will always admire him. He was just as great of a man as his father was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them both terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to pretend that I understand why God needed to take both John and Chris because I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to pretend that I understand why a family that I love has to suffer with the loss of two loved ones within months of eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris' Memorial was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that Chris is no longer suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is walking right now with God.&lt;br /&gt;How I so longed for him to be able to get out of his bed and walk and now he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have been there to see Chris and his father hug for the first time in months. What an amazing sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings a sense of comfort knowing that John was able to be there first and was able to greet Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I don't have so say good bye because for us death has no sting only a promise of eternity with our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see you later Chrissy Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said I just wanted to share something I learned this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Chris passed I feel as if there is this weight upon my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if things that mattered to me really just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more important things in life than holding onto hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to see my mom's dad Ted this weekend at a wedding. I must admit when I thought about how I was going to interact with him I just cringed. He has done and said some pretty hurtful things to my family. The last time I saw him I said something very hurtful and I don't think he really understood why I said it, but when I saw him on Saturday night my first thought was Chris. I want to be able to make the impact that Chris made on all of his friends and family. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of guilt. What would God want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if that weight was lifted and I just didn't care anymore. Everything that happened in the past was just that. The past. It didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quitely got up from my table and walked over to Ted and wrapped my arms around him and and said "Grandpa I love you and I am sorry" and that was it. From there God just helped us talk about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not great between us. I really barely know the man, but God opened up a window and helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Chris for being such a great example in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory and praise be to you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-4044058662395461377?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/4044058662395461377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=4044058662395461377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/4044058662395461377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/4044058662395461377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-really-matters-just-doesnt.html' title='What really matters... just doesn&apos;t.'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-3786315680038437566</id><published>2009-01-01T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:40:26.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions</title><content type='html'>It has taken me forever to even begin to blog what I want to say... and I didn't even begin to put a dent in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never in my life met a family who I care about so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Dawn:&lt;br /&gt;I love you both so much. You have both encouraged me in every way possible. My life has been changed with not only the love you guys have shown me,  but through all the times you both believed in me even when I didn’t think I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worship team is probably my favorite memory I must admit. I remember us all trying to learn the song “Great King”. The song you both brought to us from across seas. I still remember Johns face every time we would sing it. We never quite did it the right way, but instead of correcting us John would just put his hand on the side of his face and just smile. It was a smile that always made my heart happy. We were going to make it our own sound not because we wanted to, but just because we couldn’t get the song right now matter how many times we tried. Every time I would look back at John I would think to myself “Uh oh… I think he just gave me the look… did he?” The look always made me feel a little self conscious. Not in a bad way, just in a way of whatever I did with the Champions I wanted to succeed. I wanted to give it my all because John and Dawn never held anything back when it came to serving us teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;We started out with a girl who could sing but not play an instrument, a boy who could play and instrument but not sing, a drummer who couldn’t keep beat, and a bass player  who had ADD when it came to the practices. There were frustrations and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn I remember when you wanted me and the rest of the team to “Free Flow” as you would call it. I thought you were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how to worship outside of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now look at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who couldn’t play an instrument is now leading worship with her brand new guitar at The Way!&lt;br /&gt;The boy who could play but not sing is leading worship in Colorado with an amazing voice that he worked hard to develop.&lt;br /&gt;The drummer that had no beat just finished serving at the Oaks as a Jr. High youth leader and is now waiting for the next step from God.&lt;br /&gt;And the bass player who had ADD is a strong warrior for Christ and continues to teach all those around him that no matter the circumstance God is good and faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this said I am just trying to get to the point of letting everyone know that if you have ever been lucky enough to meet this couple you know you can’t walk away and not be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They allowed God to use them in many ways and in all of those ways I can guarantee not only for myself, but to many others you were both a great stepping stone in all of our lives because you listened to God soft voice and trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end this blog with a heavy heart as we say good bye to  one of our dearest friends John Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a man of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An encourager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Husband and a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a great mentor who I was proud to tell people that I always looked at you as another dad in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cared for me and loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will greatly miss you, but I am looking forward to the day where we meet in the Golden city of the New Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn, as we continue down this road just know you are never alone and God has new and exciting things for you. I am here with you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, Chris, and Mihi... I love you guys so much! I thank God often for your friendships... every one is very unique and different... God is great at placing people in others lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be all the glory and honor and power.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-3786315680038437566?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/3786315680038437566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=3786315680038437566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3786315680038437566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3786315680038437566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2009/01/champions.html' title='Champions'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-3463006572317193159</id><published>2008-12-13T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:22:33.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Record</title><content type='html'>"What do you want to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many times I have heard that question this past year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I had hoped to be a worship leader overseas.&lt;br /&gt;2. I thought I would have been almost done with school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Married... or at least with Mr. Right in sight. (Yeah right, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Serving under people who craved to know God's words because it is unavailable to them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sitting with someone in the middle of no where just listening to their fears and telling them of  hope that Jesus Christ has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sending letters home to Mom and Dad telling them how much I miss them and how thankful I am for all of their support and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;7. I figured I would be a better person than who I use to be... in reality I don't think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the things I had hoped to accomplish by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes by too fast and I don't want to waste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this has been a year of blessings as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a great job with adorable children that drive me crazy but when I go home on the weekends I find myself missing them....&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends. New and Old. Always there for me when I need them. (Thanks guys)&lt;br /&gt;3. My family. I have grown so close to them this past year and I can't live without them.&lt;br /&gt;4. The Way is still going strong through God's provision.&lt;br /&gt;5. My new worship team family... (Karen, Boozer, Dawn, Sarai, and Katie)&lt;br /&gt;6. The encouragement and confidence I get from my Oaks family to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;7. Most importantly... God's reassurance that he is and has been watching out for me and will never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore by Him let us continually offer the sacrifice to God, that is, the fruit of our lips, giving thanks to his name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Hebrews 13:15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-3463006572317193159?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/3463006572317193159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=3463006572317193159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3463006572317193159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3463006572317193159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2008/12/broken-record.html' title='Broken Record'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-509408819624734602</id><published>2008-12-03T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:05:35.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a friend of God...</title><content type='html'>So I don't really like the song Friend of God.... but as I listen to the worship team practice it right now in my living room... They sound nice... Good jobs guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to have everyone back together....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-509408819624734602?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/509408819624734602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=509408819624734602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/509408819624734602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/509408819624734602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-friend-of-god.html' title='I am a friend of God...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-2819527786502610028</id><published>2008-11-26T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:43:06.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These things I will never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Take for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;Strumming a chord on my guitar...&lt;br /&gt;Being able to tell some one how much I love them...&lt;br /&gt;Waking up every morning and praising God for all he has given to me...&lt;br /&gt;Being able to put one foot in front of the other without a second thought on how...&lt;br /&gt;Reading, writing, and even talking...&lt;br /&gt;Singing praises to the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;Being with family...&lt;br /&gt;The laughter from friends...&lt;br /&gt;The hugs I get from my nephews and nieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the things I will never take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me greatly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-2819527786502610028?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/2819527786502610028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=2819527786502610028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2819527786502610028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2819527786502610028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-things-i-will-never.html' title='These things I will never...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-8909495744263534206</id><published>2008-08-16T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:08:42.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a simple prayer...</title><content type='html'>God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;So loving.&lt;br /&gt;So full of grace.&lt;br /&gt;So powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift us up in time of need and you hear us as we come to you with burdened hearts and overwhelming circumstances that we can not over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt; on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exalted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can hold us down even when we see no end to our problems.&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like the floods are closing in you hold us in your arms and carry us to higher ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God pour your Spirit into our lives that we may daily overflow into others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say your burden is light and your yoke is a feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name holds power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead us.&lt;br /&gt;Mold us into your masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be exalted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our worship be our offering.&lt;br /&gt;Let our praise be unto you a heavenly sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this prayer be the prayer of many.&lt;br /&gt;Thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of your love that we are able to love others.&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be our weapon against the ones who try to knock us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you are Master.&lt;br /&gt;You are Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our creator.&lt;br /&gt;Our father.&lt;br /&gt;Our strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-8909495744263534206?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/8909495744263534206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=8909495744263534206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8909495744263534206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8909495744263534206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2008/08/aching-heart.html' title='Just a simple prayer...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-1657677699830661248</id><published>2008-03-18T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:17:12.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I was looking back...</title><content type='html'>So I was reading some old posts and I came across this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, March 10, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8106678569136675105"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/gods-constant-reminder.html"&gt;Gods Constant Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so set in my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when talking to my worship leader about who needed to worship for our Celebrating Recovery class I was the lucky one chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds selfish.... so remember I am human and I constantly fail.First of all...I didn't want to give up part of my Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just hang out and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go down to the church and I am setting everything up. I felt as if everything was going wrong. I could tell that God was wanting me to break my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I grab a stool and I go and sit on the same level as the small group to worship. (Like instead of standing on the stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I feel like I am about to ruin everything God presses on my heart to tell them its okay to sing to him within a small group. Don't be concerened about the people next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we proceed to do a couple of worship songs and I am just messing up left and right with my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my fingers and my guitar are in a dispute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just thinking to myself why am I so disoriented tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is still waiting for me to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lower my voice and listen to the other eight people singing. It was beautiful. They were in his presence and I was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop playing the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my hands and I sing out to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I relize its not that my fingers arent meeting my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not meeting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cease to be in awe at what God has to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still tend to make the same mistake sometimes. Sometimes I get so caught up in myself  I forget what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am definately thankful for all the constant reminders God blesses me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-1657677699830661248?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/1657677699830661248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=1657677699830661248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/1657677699830661248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/1657677699830661248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-i-was-looking-back.html' title='So I was looking back...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-3599021345849445896</id><published>2007-12-18T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:52:08.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Contemplative State</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 The LORD is my light and my salvation—       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whom shall I fear?        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LORD is the stronghold of my life—      &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; of whom shall I be afraid?&lt;br /&gt; 2 When evil men advance against me        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to devour my flesh,         &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when my enemies and my foes attack me,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; they will stumble and fall.&lt;br /&gt; 3 Though an army besiege me,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart will not fear;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though war break out against me,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; even then will I be confident.&lt;br /&gt; 4 One thing I ask of the LORD,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what I seek:        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I may dwell in the house of the LORD        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the days of my life,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to seek him in his temple.&lt;br /&gt; 5 For in the day of trouble        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he will keep me safe in his dwelling;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and set me high upon a rock.&lt;br /&gt; 6 Then my head will be exalted        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;above the enemies who surround me;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sing and make music to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt; 7 Hear my voice when I call, O LORD;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be merciful to me and answer me.&lt;br /&gt; 8 My heart says of you, "Seek his face!"        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your face, LORD, I will seek.&lt;br /&gt; 9 Do not hide your face from me,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do not turn your servant away in anger;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have been my helper.        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not reject me or forsake me,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God my Savior.&lt;br /&gt; 10 Though my father and mother forsake me,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the LORD will receive me.&lt;br /&gt; 11 Teach me your way, O LORD;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lead me in a straight path        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of my oppressors.&lt;br /&gt; 12 Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for false witnesses rise up against me,        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;breathing out violence.&lt;br /&gt; 13 I am still confident of this:        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will see the goodness of the LORD        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt; 14 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait for the LORD;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be strong and take heart        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and wait for the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalms 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last night as I was spending some quiet time with God I came upon this Psalm. As I was reading it my heart became calm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life has been full of chaos it seems. Too many choices and not enough communication. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But through everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is always with me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-3599021345849445896?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/3599021345849445896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=3599021345849445896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3599021345849445896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3599021345849445896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/12/contemplative-state.html' title='The Contemplative State'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-7535069964514173322</id><published>2007-12-06T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:58:03.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfailing Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I am yours forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God of grace and power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise You, God of earth and sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And You never change, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, You remain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Holy One and my unfailing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my rock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The One I hold on to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I sing for You &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These Lyrics are Beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words make my heart happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141013307413395090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/R1iMXWXudpI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rzXkPlJF3z8/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-7535069964514173322?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/7535069964514173322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=7535069964514173322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7535069964514173322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7535069964514173322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/12/unfailing-love.html' title='Unfailing Love'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/R1iMXWXudpI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rzXkPlJF3z8/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-768939866755068167</id><published>2007-07-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T20:15:47.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I do I give my heart and soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefineartofangels.com/images/Created%20to%20Worship%205inch%20150res%20jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thefineartofangels.com/images/Created%20to%20Worship%205inch%20150res%20jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-768939866755068167?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/768939866755068167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=768939866755068167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/768939866755068167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/768939866755068167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-i-do-i-give-my-heart-and.html' title='Everything I do I give my heart and soul.'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-2676758487361002098</id><published>2007-06-21T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:09:47.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you Trust?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you ever really thought of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is so hard to trust God because you loose control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whatever we put in God's hands we can be assured it is safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;(~Nneka said this~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Trust in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 9:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you fully trust in God and you seek him out will he not grant you the desires of your heart? If your desires are for God's Glory and His Power will he not provide it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God is so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This week has been Good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Through fasting I am learning that I am content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am content in where I am at with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God has shown me that he is pleased with me and loves me for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am set apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For His works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For His people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have been chosen by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What calling is better than that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.stjohns-church.co.uk/images/worship/worship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-2676758487361002098?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/2676758487361002098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=2676758487361002098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2676758487361002098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2676758487361002098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-trust.html' title='Do you Trust?'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-7871033120603714175</id><published>2007-06-19T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:54:39.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strengthen Yourself to Lead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hebrews 12:12-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Therefore strengthen the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees, and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be dislocated, but rather be healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was looking through my bible last night and I found this highlighted and next to it I wrote Strengthen Yourself to Lead. When I saw this my heart just started racing. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; I am straighting my paths before God and I am preparing myself to Lead. These past couple of days have been amazing. God has given my taste of things that I can't even explain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; my church began a 7 day fast. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; to that because I feel it is important to support my pastors and leaders. Not only will I grow with God but I will be growing with my church family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another reason is I fully trust and believe my Pastors and Leaders. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I have ever doubted them I have asked and when they explain to me and I understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God has really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;poured&lt;/span&gt; out his blessing on these people. There is no one better I would want to follow when it comes to God's plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Unity has always been a big thing on my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This week that is going to be a Key Factor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We must be one in the spirit. We must be one in the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-7871033120603714175?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/7871033120603714175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=7871033120603714175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7871033120603714175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7871033120603714175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/06/strengthen-yourself-to-lead.html' title='Strengthen Yourself to Lead'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-5331454297554628511</id><published>2007-05-30T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:18:46.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?"- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Psalm 56:4" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?version=31&amp;search=Psalm+56:4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psalm 56:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought when I saw this verse was ick yeah right. We are horrible (as in all living beings). Then I thought of sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me... and once again i said to myself ick yeah right... words are always hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;But Gods words are so calming. So relaxing. One word whispered in our ears by God is worth more than a million compliments coming from friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why does this verse say what can mortal man do to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is God allows things to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becuase its part of this huge scheme that we will never understand or even begin to comprehend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we just have faith in God and truly trust him and serve him through are trials.... how amazing will that day be when God turns to you and says... Well done good and Faithful servent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why fear? Does God not say in Mathew "who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life.".... Fear I believe is from the devil.... without fear we would totally trust God... and that is exactly what the devil does not want us to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes down to it... by removing fear we remove satan. By trusting God we allow change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Good Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-5331454297554628511?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/5331454297554628511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=5331454297554628511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5331454297554628511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5331454297554628511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-3096282551298960831</id><published>2007-05-11T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:05:56.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a Going All the Way...</title><content type='html'>So yesturday I was able to go to the usual meetings for the Way Fellowship Church Plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been in a long time...  too long... but since there was a power outage at work I got the day off... Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As John Bryant was talking I found myself looking at him differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad different... just... different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really taking a step into my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he talked about Abraham, Issac, and Jacob and plenty of other things.. such as how we will be blessed... and all that fun stuff... I looked at him with deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself talking to God in my head the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we match up spiritually?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really going to give up my full time job and work part time to dedicate the rest of my time to Gods ministry under this man?&lt;br /&gt;Is he a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda in a daze when I left the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed about it all day yesturday while accompishing a lot of stuff for this Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I prayed about it the more I felt comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers were all yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I want to follow God and know God has told me to go with The Way... but now it comes down to really placing everything in Gods hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placing everything in Gods hands is one thing...&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time I know that God also wants to me to trust John. And I do completly... but it was hard enough giving control to God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited at where I am in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remind me of that when I get upset... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-3096282551298960831?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/3096282551298960831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=3096282551298960831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3096282551298960831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/3096282551298960831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-going-all-way.html' title='Im a Going All the Way...'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-8894879126013371705</id><published>2007-04-16T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:08:00.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>Long time no Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a TB test today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Needles and I don't mix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I only cried once... and that was before I even saw the needle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt bad because there was a little boy who had an IV next to me and his mom was telling me how he didn't even flinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Im 20 and still living at home" crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out and got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Full Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My goal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be out of the house by September!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am way excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus&lt;br /&gt;I still have the internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... This just in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush is giving a speech about a shooting happening right now as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-nine are dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I pray for the famlies of the students from Virgina Tech who are now gone. Lord hold their families in your arms and show them your love.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-8894879126013371705?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/8894879126013371705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=8894879126013371705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8894879126013371705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8894879126013371705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/04/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-7846674748210556612</id><published>2007-03-23T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:55:45.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demetri Martin Standup Comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qfYspe3yHvM' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qfYspe3yHvM'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha... Wait till the End...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-7846674748210556612?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/7846674748210556612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=7846674748210556612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7846674748210556612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/7846674748210556612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/demetri-martin-standup-comedy.html' title='Demetri Martin Standup Comedy'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-8024554116296519116</id><published>2007-03-23T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:06:37.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Rate is Rapidly Increasing</title><content type='html'>Massive Heart Attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continue to meet every Thursday morning for our Way meetings, God is continually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;showing&lt;/span&gt; me the wisdom he has given to the other team members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only wisdom, but heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These team members are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has placed us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; knowing that our personalities are different, our walks with Him are different, our family life and all of our struggles are different... but yet... none the less... We all fall into perfect little niches and fit right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;puzzle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; as I was sitting there listening to all of them talk... I really felt as if I had a whole new group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all ready family... but to me family means always having to care for them... but with friends you choose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not you want to care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians we are called to love all people.&lt;br /&gt;(I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; fail at that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-8024554116296519116?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/8024554116296519116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=8024554116296519116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8024554116296519116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8024554116296519116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/heart-rate-is-rapidly-increasing.html' title='Heart Rate is Rapidly Increasing'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-84187376467519365</id><published>2007-03-21T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:17:20.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Keep On Pressing.</title><content type='html'>Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong&lt;br /&gt;Move along, move along like I know you do&lt;br /&gt;And even when your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Move along, move along just to make it through&lt;br /&gt;                                      ~All American Reject Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God could say something to me right now... it would be those lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being an intern... but sometimes... you get a kick in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if there is so much I want to share with the students, but there is a HUGE WALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couple of months have been the hardest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally... am disapointed in myself. I feel as if I am missing the mark. I can feel God telling me that "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its okay. Just keep going. Your heart is in this for the students not for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is times like this where I want to step back and say "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Quit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I can't. I am way stronger than this... I just have to press through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on pressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-84187376467519365?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/84187376467519365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=84187376467519365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/84187376467519365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/84187376467519365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-keep-on-pressing.html' title='I Keep On Pressing.'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-5693540512573443071</id><published>2007-03-11T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:48:10.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Secret</title><content type='html'>I have a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its a secret that only God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we did a night of Praise and Worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we met two missionary women from Thailand. They are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a need for a Worship Leader in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bancock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (If thats how you spell it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, some where in the world is being called to fulfill this need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; they know it or not. God is planting seeds and placing people in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; path all within &lt;em&gt;His&lt;/em&gt; perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying about going to Thailand this summer. It has to be a God thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a me thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Please pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do have a secret that I will share one day, but not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-5693540512573443071?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/5693540512573443071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=5693540512573443071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5693540512573443071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/5693540512573443071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-secret.html' title='I Have a Secret'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-8106678569136675105</id><published>2007-03-10T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:08:26.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Constant Reminder</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I get so set in my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when talking to my worship leader about who needed to worship for our Celebrating Recovery class I was the lucky one chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds selfish.... so remember I am human and I constantly fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to give up part of my Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just hang out and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go down to the church and I am setting everything up. I felt as if everything was going wrong. I could tell that God was wanting me to break my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I grab a stool and I go and sit on the same level as the small group to worship. (Like instead of standing on the stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I feel like I am about to ruin everything God presses on my heart to tell them its okay to sing to him within a small group. Don't be concerened about the people next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we proceed to do a couple of worship songs and I am just messing up left and right with my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For some reason my fingers and my guitar are in a dispute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just thinking to myself why are so disoriented tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is still waiting for me to meet him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lower my voice and listen to the other eight people singing. It was beautiful. They were in his presence and I was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop playing the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my hands and I sing out to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I relize its not that my fingers arent meeting my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not meeting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cease to be in awe at what God has to tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-8106678569136675105?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/8106678569136675105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=8106678569136675105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8106678569136675105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/8106678569136675105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/gods-constant-reminder.html' title='Gods Constant Reminder'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-305600970519733713</id><published>2007-03-09T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:11:02.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeker vs Believer</title><content type='html'>Love God&lt;br /&gt;Love People&lt;br /&gt;Love the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our meeting on Thursday morning for The Way was good. We talked a lot about being Gods masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:10&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;10For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NASB)&lt;br /&gt;10For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NLT)&lt;br /&gt;10 For we are God’s &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;masterpiece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that way cool? We were crafted in such a way that is unexplainable that we are called his masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;So not only are we a beautiful masterpiece, but we have good things prepared by God for us to walk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Believer vs Seekers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When begining a church plant which direction do you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trick Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told John Bryant "How can you possibly choose? Whatever one you pick you are leaving out the other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Its pretty simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer Focus: We dig into the Bible with Great Depth and learn more of Gods word. Hopefully you will have some knowledge of who Christ is before you come. Because we want to grow and not wait for you to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker Focus: We have an alter call every week and God is saving people left and right! Everywhere you look a new believer is popping up. Now what? What do you we do with them? Ahh... Who knows... but lets keep saving them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I sound a little sarcastic and a bit over exagerated, but I was trying to do that so you understand what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we aren't Believer centered and we aren't Seeker centered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Drum Roll Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too easy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus appealed to both the Believer and the Seeker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Focus on Jesus and who he was and what he did and how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ultimate Focus is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Way Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is our vision you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Who knows. We can try to make what up, but whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gods Vision for they way?&lt;br /&gt;Wow I am glad you asked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love God&lt;br /&gt;Love People&lt;br /&gt;Love the World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-305600970519733713?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/305600970519733713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=305600970519733713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/305600970519733713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/305600970519733713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/seeker-vs-believer.html' title='Seeker vs Believer'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2367789226801433208.post-2990110746756979174</id><published>2007-03-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:33:49.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Way'/><title type='text'>The Way Fellowship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well this is where you all can read my thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good and Bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;God is Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2367789226801433208-2990110746756979174?l=kristinaruch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/feeds/2990110746756979174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2367789226801433208&amp;postID=2990110746756979174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2990110746756979174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2367789226801433208/posts/default/2990110746756979174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaruch.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-fellowship.html' title='The Way Fellowship'/><author><name>Kristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519877122428655282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iBPYkVS0UpE/SLIT4T5sziI/AAAAAAAAADg/ErNdgUTw_W0/S220/n638061022_1345910_5866.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
