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		<title>By: alyce</title>
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		<dc:creator>alyce</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:03:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>like 7 years ago when my daughter was one we couldn&#039;t find her easter hat come  easter morning...we had just had it...........it was really important to me at the time(though now i would be like screw the hat lets go,lol)so my husband while  listening to me rant and rave i am  sure.... helped me tear the apt apart to find the hat......after we had  created a huge mess my daughter stood up from  the shoe box she was sitting on and proclaimed&quot;hat&quot; ....she had hid it in the box then sat on the box,ahahahahahaha....we were very late for church that day!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>like 7 years ago when my daughter was one we couldn&#8217;t find her easter hat come  easter morning&#8230;we had just had it&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..it was really important to me at the time(though now i would be like screw the hat lets go,lol)so my husband while  listening to me rant and rave i am  sure&#8230;. helped me tear the apt apart to find the hat&#8230;&#8230;after we had  created a huge mess my daughter stood up from  the shoe box she was sitting on and proclaimed&#8221;hat&#8221; &#8230;.she had hid it in the box then sat on the box,ahahahahahaha&#8230;.we were very late for church that day!</p>
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		<title>By: Stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 20:45:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I agree....it always seems like there&#039;s something that comes up as you&#039;re walking out the door for church.  Some of the things that have happened in the last year that come to mind.....poopy diapers (a few blowouts), car wouldn&#039;t start, forgetting Bibles once we are already in the car, ice all over our car, etc.  Your story definitely tops any that I can think of :)   Great post....I enjoyed reading it!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I agree&#8230;.it always seems like there&#8217;s something that comes up as you&#8217;re walking out the door for church.  Some of the things that have happened in the last year that come to mind&#8230;..poopy diapers (a few blowouts), car wouldn&#8217;t start, forgetting Bibles once we are already in the car, ice all over our car, etc.  Your story definitely tops any that I can think of :)   Great post&#8230;.I enjoyed reading it!</p>
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		<title>By: Val Bohlen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Val Bohlen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 01:53:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, we rarely late to church as the kids were growing up.  There were a few experiences that I won&#039;t forget.  One Sunday, Steve took Steph to Big Bear for pancakes before Sunday School.  She vomited them up...  Once, when Steph was driving, she turned into the snowy parking lot at church and ran into Craig William&#039;s new red car...  I was always impressed with Ryan.  He always got up and was ready every time.  We never had to bribe or plead him to go to church.  One Sunday, we pulled out of the garage (the kids were probably in elementary school) and Ryan noticed that someone took the new basketball hoop net we had put on the day before.  We prayed for &quot;that person&quot; before we drove to church.  

Abigail, I love your insight, stories, thoughts, etc.  It is fun reading your stories. 

Val</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, we rarely late to church as the kids were growing up.  There were a few experiences that I won&#8217;t forget.  One Sunday, Steve took Steph to Big Bear for pancakes before Sunday School.  She vomited them up&#8230;  Once, when Steph was driving, she turned into the snowy parking lot at church and ran into Craig William&#8217;s new red car&#8230;  I was always impressed with Ryan.  He always got up and was ready every time.  We never had to bribe or plead him to go to church.  One Sunday, we pulled out of the garage (the kids were probably in elementary school) and Ryan noticed that someone took the new basketball hoop net we had put on the day before.  We prayed for &#8220;that person&#8221; before we drove to church.  </p>
<p>Abigail, I love your insight, stories, thoughts, etc.  It is fun reading your stories. </p>
<p>Val</p>
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		<title>By: abigail</title>
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		<dc:creator>abigail</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 23:08:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, I feel your pain, Sarah.  Been there.</description>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 23:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nope -- unless you count the nursery teacher&#039;s comment that we must live far away since we&#039;re always running late!  After that comment, I determined that I *would* be on time this week.  As we pulled out of the driveway at the time we were supposed to be at church, I was a mess.  When we got to church, I was &quot;just in time&quot; to help a friend&#039;s mom who was dropping off my friend&#039;s kids and didn&#039;t know where their rooms were and to talk with a new friend who will join our shepherd group this month.  So, in His gentle way, God reminded me that He is sovereign, even when I mess up and that I needed to apologize to my family for reacting in frustration.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nope &#8212; unless you count the nursery teacher&#8217;s comment that we must live far away since we&#8217;re always running late!  After that comment, I determined that I *would* be on time this week.  As we pulled out of the driveway at the time we were supposed to be at church, I was a mess.  When we got to church, I was &#8220;just in time&#8221; to help a friend&#8217;s mom who was dropping off my friend&#8217;s kids and didn&#8217;t know where their rooms were and to talk with a new friend who will join our shepherd group this month.  So, in His gentle way, God reminded me that He is sovereign, even when I mess up and that I needed to apologize to my family for reacting in frustration.</p>
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