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	<title>[...Always, ktsia] &#187; Quotes</title>
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		<title>You Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 01:42:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Katie Marie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[this summer, many long car drives have been spent with the worship music of Fernando Ortega&#8217;s In the Shadow of Your Wings spinning quietly through my thoughts . i love the earnest cries to God that the lyrics in this album embrace .  &#8220;Oh God, You are My God&#8221; is a particular favourite of mine&#8230; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this summer, many long car drives have been spent with the worship music of Fernando Ortega&#8217;s <em>In the Shadow of Your Wings </em>spinning quietly through my thoughts . i love the earnest cries to God that the lyrics in this album embrace .  &#8220;<a href="http://play.napster.com/track/17982958" target="_blank">Oh God, You are My God</a>&#8221; is a particular favourite of mine&#8230; simple truths, simple truths that go down to the depths of our being and identify with every individual&#8217;s cry to know and worship their Creator</p>
<blockquote><p>&#8220;Oh, God, You are my God&#8221;</p>
<p>Oh, God, you are my God. Earnestly, I seek you.<br />
My soul thirsts for you. My flesh yearns for you.<br />
In a dry and weary land, where there is no water.</p>
<p>I remember you at night, through the watches of the midnight,<br />
in the shadow of your wings, I sing because you help me.<br />
My soul clings to you, and your hand upholds me.</p>
<p>You alone. You alone. You alone. You alone.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Individual Strippings</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 00:56:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Katie Marie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Each separate experience of individual stripping we may learn to accept as a fragment of the suffering Christ bore when He took it all. &#8220;Surely he hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.&#8221; This grief, this sorrow, this total loss that empties my hands and breaks my heart, I may, if I will, accept, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>&#8220;Each separate experience of individual stripping we may learn to accept as a fragment of the suffering Christ bore when He took it all. &#8220;Surely he hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.&#8221; This grief, this sorrow, this total loss that empties my hands and breaks my heart, I may, if I will, accept, and by accepting it, I find in my hands something to offer. And so I give it back to Him, who in mysterious exchange gives Himself to me.&#8221; -Elisabeth Elliot, <em>These Strange Ashes</em></p></blockquote>
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		<title>Turned Toward Christ</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:07:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Katie Marie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Sound doctrine is important, and something every Christian should strive after. However, the importance of sound doctrine pales when compared to the importance of a heart turned towards Christ by the power of the Gospel. Any man can have the former, while only a man who has been born again of the Spirit, and is [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p><span id="1fec"><em>&#8220;Sound doctrine is important, and something every Christian should strive after. However, the importance of sound doctrine pales when compared to the importance of a heart turned towards Christ by the power of the Gospel. Any man can have the former, while only a man who has been born again of the Spirit, and is clothed in Christ&#8217;s righteousness, can have the latter.</em></span><span><em><strong>-stolen from Isaac&#8217;s status, which is stolen from Matt Hammer</strong><br />
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		<title>Like a Joke</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:43:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Katie Marie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Doing wrong is like a joke to a fool,
but wisdom is pleasure to a man of understanding.&#8221;
Proverbs 10:23
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p><span class="verse-num" id="v20010023-1">&#8220;</span>Doing wrong is like a joke to a fool,<br />
<span class="indent"></span>but wisdom is pleasure to a man of understanding.&#8221;</p></blockquote>
<p>Proverbs 10:23</p>
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		<title>Demands My Soul, My Life, My All</title>
		<link>http://ktsia.com/2008/demands-my-soul-my-life-my-all/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 21:52:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Katie Marie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>When I survey the wondrous cross<br />
On which the Prince of glory died,<br />
My richest gain I count but loss,<br />
And pour contempt on all my pride.</p>
<p>Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,<br />
Save in the death of Christ my God!<br />
All the vain things that charm me most,<br />
I sacrifice them to His blood.</p>
<p>See from His head, His hands, His feet,<br />
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!<br />
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,<br />
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?</p>
<p>Were the whole realm of nature mine,<br />
That were a present far too small;<br />
Love so amazing, so divine,<br />
Demands my soul, my life, my all.</p></blockquote>
<p>[When I Survey the Wondrous Cross, Isaac Watts]</p>
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