<?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-10359229</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:46:28.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greggy-D</title><subtitle type='html'>Lover of God, Music, Poetry and all things beautiful.  </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-116339891190332761</id><published>2006-11-12T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:21:51.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/640/DSCN6165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN6165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This weekend was amazing!  I got to do my 2nd cyclocross race, I played trombone in a musical (4 shows) and I had a hot date!  Anyway, I haven't blogged in a while and figured it was about time.  Hopefully I can get back in the habit.  I am truly blessed :) And SO thankful for it... &lt;br /&gt;BTW, didn't my mom get some great shots? I love the one with the blurry background.  I think it's my fav!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/640/DSCN6153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN6153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-116339891190332761?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/116339891190332761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=116339891190332761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/116339891190332761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/116339891190332761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/11/race-day.html' title='Race Day.'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-115596733719760355</id><published>2006-08-18T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:02:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Confessing...</title><content type='html'>I'm learning about the power of confessing sins.  My friend and I are both learning this.  I think what I'm learning in particular, is the power of not only confessing my own sins, but confessing those sins that were done against me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean this in the true sense of confessing when I speak of confessing sins that were done against me.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessing, &lt;/span&gt;not gossiping, not slandering, nor anything that could resemble this in the slightest.   The kind of sin that has been done against me  gets so easily intertwined with my own sin.  It is for that reason that it is confessed... it must be confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am learning is to let Christ love me as he lives in a fellow believer.  Skeletons, and the kind of sticky darkness that they can be, are the kinds of things that don't get talked about. In the VERY same instance they are the kinds of things that make me question God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How could you love me after this, God?!? After THIS? Are you sure you haven't made some mistake?  Maybe you didn't see this one in your record book.  How could you love me when I'm so vile?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By not confessing, by not sharing with a fellow believer I'm basically not letting God love on me.  I have truly believed that the dark places in my heart are too much for another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;person's&lt;/span&gt; ears to hear... well, that idea - that LIE- gets transferred over to my relationship with God.  Namely, that it would be too much for God to hear as well.  Fear of rejection basically from people, and Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Jesus love me through my friend is powerful.  Shards of light got to break up and break into the darkest parts of who I am tonight.  Healing occurs with confession.  Strength comes with it as well.  This only makes sense, because we are all stronger when we are healthy.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="menu" href="http://www.biiible.com/cgi-bin/dispchapt.pl?ver=NIV&amp;book=James&amp;amp;chapter=5&amp;verse=16&amp;amp;instring=confess"&gt;James 5:16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore &lt;span class="searchbold"&gt;confess&lt;/span&gt; your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="menu" href="http://www.biiible.com/cgi-bin/dispchapt.pl?ver=NIV&amp;book=1st%20John&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;instring=confess"&gt;1st John 1:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we &lt;span class="searchbold"&gt;confess&lt;/span&gt; our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-115596733719760355?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/115596733719760355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=115596733719760355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115596733719760355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115596733719760355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/08/power-of-confessing.html' title='The Power of Confessing...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-115523363155014369</id><published>2006-08-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T11:13:51.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, just sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;it is possible to step outside of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;And realize that life is bigger than you are.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than I am.&lt;br /&gt;That God make actually have you play&lt;br /&gt;a role in someone else's life for a change&lt;br /&gt;That you may have the opportunity to serve&lt;br /&gt;in some capacity that is bigger&lt;br /&gt;than figuring out a way&lt;br /&gt;to accomplish your own&lt;br /&gt;my own... selfish desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biiible.com/cgi-bin/dispchapt.pl?ver=NIV&amp;book=Matthew&amp;amp;chapter=6&amp;verse=34&amp;amp;instring=Worry"&gt;NIV&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; display: inline; color: rgb(51, 102, 204);"&gt;Matthew 6:34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-115523363155014369?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/115523363155014369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=115523363155014369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115523363155014369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115523363155014369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-115371138262572970</id><published>2006-07-23T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:24:25.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I become less... He becomes more.</title><content type='html'>My life.  My wants.  My desires.  My goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless... if it isn't about God's Glory.  Your will be done, oh God. Not my will, but yours.  For it's only in your will that I am truly free.  Free to live.  Free to want.  Free to desire. Free to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, your holy spirit is a radiant candle within my heart.  Reading in Hebrews... I'm astounded to think about the heavens, the very stars extinguishing their light- that they too will pass away, but you won't.  They may seem eternal, but they are not; You are.  You will fold up this heaven and earth like a garment and put out a new one.  You have promised me so much Jesus.  Help me to live my life in its entirety to your Glory.  Guide my steps.  Guide my wants.  Guide my desires.  I submit to you in humble adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-115371138262572970?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/115371138262572970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=115371138262572970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115371138262572970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115371138262572970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-become-less-he-becomes-more.html' title='I become less... He becomes more.'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-115182214997683814</id><published>2006-07-01T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:36:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My God will not be shaken...</title><content type='html'>Though life can toss me about, though my emotions can be affected by life... God is my rock.  He is my ever-present help when I struggle.  In my darkest moments his light is at its most radiant.  My God will not be shaken.  I have joy in the midst of sorrow.  I am his.  I am loved and nothing can seperate me from his lovingkindness.  If I have something to brag about it is only in Christ Jesus, and compared to knowing Him everything else is refuse.  He is life.  Jesus knows my heart better than I do and it is for that very reason that He is the only that can make it whole.  He made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="en-NIV-28137" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? &lt;span id="en-NIV-28138" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As it is written:&lt;br /&gt;  'For your sake we face death all day long;&lt;br /&gt;   we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.'&lt;span id="en-NIV-28139" class="sup"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28140" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28141" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/span&gt;." Romans 8:35-39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this truth settle deep into my bones as I rest tonight.  God let me drop my burdens and carry yours because you promise that yours is light.  I need you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-115182214997683814?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/115182214997683814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=115182214997683814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115182214997683814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/115182214997683814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-god-will-not-be-shaken.html' title='My God will not be shaken...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114946940737862320</id><published>2006-06-04T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:03:27.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I mentioned...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/640/DSCN4002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN4002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  After stumbling upon (quite literally, &lt;a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com"&gt;www.stumbleupon.com&lt;/a&gt;) the cooking blog, bakingsheet.blogspot.com, I've decided it was high time I post something on mine about food.  After all the culinary arts (and all things to do with food) are some of my deepest passions.  The above is one of my most recent concoctions from my cuisine cauldron.  Caribbean Jerk Tuna with tomatoes, and chunk avocado served with rice.  For lunch I had that with a "premature vineyard" (i.e. read: grape juice :-), but I know it would be good with a nice red wine as well.  It was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope the pic and the descriptions make your mouth water... It does mine.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Gregory&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114946940737862320?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114946940737862320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114946940737862320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114946940737862320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114946940737862320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-i-mentioned.html' title='Have I mentioned...?'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114699133834714217</id><published>2006-05-07T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:43:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too much to think about...</title><content type='html'>Currently you might ask? Tired and grumpy, but overall it's been a good day.  I'm just in need of a good bit of slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began today's adventure at 4am.  That's right 4 am!  Tossing and turning trying to get the last few drops of sleep that I can muster.  I then head out to do my very first triathlon with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race is pretty much canceled.  What's left of it after the barrage (sp?)  of weather  is a 5k run.  I've never kept pace for that sort of distance so my goal was just to be able to run the entire time.  I had 3-4 moments where I walked for about 20 feet at a time... but ran the entire length save for those.  I finished it at an average speed of 9:20/mi.  AWESOME!  I hope only improve with time and more training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch with the incredibly supportive fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And afterwards, I went ahead and biked the course.  It's just as well that it was canceled.  I got a flat in the process.  That would have been pretty frustrating to encounter on my first tri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest and talking with a new friend in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piano students gave thier spring recital this evening and I couldn't be prouder of them.  They played wonderfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading on into the evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A buddy of mine was having his engagement party.  I was more than happy to be there.  Even though there was a good handful of folks that I didn't know there.  Good food, good visiting, and a bit of karaoke.  The older crowd (parents and the like) left and it was us "young-uns" left at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sentiments?  I think that if someone is going to drink excessively, then they automatically give up thier rights to get what they want and care for themselves.  It reduces them to a state of infancy - complete with temper tantrums.  Understandably, I'm WIPED because of the long day, and I'm just looking to go to bed.  Karaoke continued well past inebbriation, and then the "liquored-ups" thought it'd be a fun idea to go out past 1am on the boat and cart around a bit.  Does anyone else think this is a BAD IDEA?  Eulogys don't need to be written after an engagement party.  One of the sober folks took action by hiding the keys.  That was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep still wasn't happening because of all the drama, so I just left and drove home.  20 mins.  (For the record... not the best idea to wake someone just to tell them they can sleep somewhere else.  Why wake them?)  I know my irritation has a lot to do with my perspective though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tired and grumpy.  But overall good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following God is at my heartbeat right now.  Specifically wondering about his direction for me in the future... :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much on my mind, and it's a good thing that I'm headed to bed now.  Rest will do this weary body and soul a lot of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May blessings arise for you and yours.  Seek out Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114699133834714217?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114699133834714217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114699133834714217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114699133834714217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114699133834714217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/05/too-much-to-think-about.html' title='too much to think about...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114654815615911134</id><published>2006-05-01T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:35:56.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/640/DSCN1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Psalm 86... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 For you are great and do marvelous deeds;        you alone are God.&lt;br /&gt; 11 Teach me your way, O LORD,        and I will walk in your truth;        give me an undivided heart,        that I may fear your name.&lt;br /&gt; 12 I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart;        I will glorify your name forever.&lt;br /&gt; 13 For great is your love toward me;        you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I ponder as of late... God has already proclaimed my freedom.  Enabling me to dance in "Fields of Grace" as a popular Christian song says; However, more often than not the above is my vantage point.  Not my true &lt;em&gt;position&lt;/em&gt;, but it is the self-inflicted &lt;em&gt;perspective&lt;/em&gt; which is simply untrue.  I believe that the more I ponder and meditate on the fact that I have been "delivered from the depths of the grave" the more I will fall in love with Jesus and the healthier I will be spiritually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114654815615911134?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114654815615911134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114654815615911134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114654815615911134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114654815615911134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/05/freedom.html' title='Freedom...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114637405643177693</id><published>2006-04-29T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:16:41.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another single Saturday night...</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get around to it, maybe I will tomorrow.  I was going to watch a movie about Charlie Parker.  I did start it, but then I got distracted and lost in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I just need some sleep.  I kind of enjoy these pondersome evenings though.  It's a nice chance to reflect on things, and relax.  Speaking of... a cup of tea sounds nice right about now.  I'll have to do that after I wrap it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I need you.  Fill my heart.  Fill this time. Lead me beside quiet waters this evening and let the beginning of tomorrow stir my soul towards you.  Help me to die to self... "for to live is Christ and to die is gain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the blessings lately... they've been tremendous :-)  You are awesome.  May I celebrate in your love for me.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114637405643177693?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114637405643177693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114637405643177693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114637405643177693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114637405643177693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-single-saturday-night.html' title='Another single Saturday night...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114606160972728105</id><published>2006-04-26T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:27:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/1600/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/200/sushi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had one of the best birthday outings!  I went out for sushi with a long time friend and my mom.  Afterwards we went to a coffee house where there was an open jazz jam.  Of course... I brought my trombone so that I could join in ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes my heart flip!  I loved it!  One of my buddies was able to make it out and then he and I just went to a wine bar to try out a vino rojo.  Great ambiance the ENTIRE evening and great conversation.  I got home and there was a calming rain for finishing touches.  Absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout yesterday there were birthday messages in phone calls, ecards, and emails.  It was like lil' love sprinklings :-) OH! And when I checked my mail when I got home there was a package of chocolates that was mailed to me from my apartment complex!  I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the celebration will continue throughout the rest of this week...  I think I'm gonna be able to out with friends for dinner and live jazz tomorrow, and this weekend will probably be celebrating with the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't get much better :-)  I feel loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114606160972728105?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114606160972728105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114606160972728105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114606160972728105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114606160972728105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-one-of-best-birthday-outings-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114486521612586239</id><published>2006-04-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T11:14:50.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/toastforbrekkie/127199316/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/127199316_7fb57020d4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/toastforbrekkie/127199316/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever feel like your laundry soap actually includes a shot of miracle grow?  I mean... this stuff just seems to keep on coming! (laundry chores that is...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably one of my least favorite things.  I like ironing, and I don't mind loading/unloading the washer and dryer it's just the folding and hanging of articles that I really don't care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby steps... baby steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114486521612586239?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114486521612586239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114486521612586239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114486521612586239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114486521612586239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/04/laundry.html' title='Laundry...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114357361854552406</id><published>2006-03-28T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T11:20:18.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watering my soul...</title><content type='html'>I haven't cried in a while, but I do today.  Maybe it's the rain... or it could be just this subtle, yet persistant way that God is loving on me.  "I love you and because you are mine..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus waters my soul with these moist cheeks.  Though, I'm not sad.  Discontent - maybe, but in a good way.  I'm in one of the most wonderful places that I can be as a follower of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this insatiable desire to love others, that they would know Jesus more.  I long to do ministry, but I feel that right now I'm in a holding pattern waiting for God to flag me down in order to give me instructions in the next part of this journey.  He is making me more like himself throughout this process.  It is hard.  It is rich.  It is worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is my river of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114357361854552406?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114357361854552406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114357361854552406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114357361854552406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114357361854552406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/03/watering-my-soul.html' title='Watering my soul...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114298004534994213</id><published>2006-03-21T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T14:27:25.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/nedbekavac/78179481/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/Triathlon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've signed up to do my first triathlon.  May 6th and counting down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogged yesterday, and did my first swim training last night - 350 meters.  This morning I biked 17miles.  Hopefully as the training continues the actual event won't pose too much of a formidable task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)  Maybe I should grow a 'stache like this guy ---&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triathlon registration ~ $70&lt;br /&gt;Gym membership ~40/mo.&lt;br /&gt;Aerodynamic Facial Hair - No.  Getting attention for the retro 'stache - Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this is all said and done, I'll be the trimmest and in the best shape of my life.  I don't have a moustache but I've got the beard thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the challenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114298004534994213?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114298004534994213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114298004534994213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114298004534994213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114298004534994213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/03/training.html' title='Training...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114111175611663619</id><published>2006-02-27T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:32:17.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokenness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/joecashin/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/Clipboard01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God you are SO good to me, yet so frustrating at the same time because of my lack of understanding.  There are broken relationships in my life that I am helpless to heal or mend to what they used to be.  I'm not really even desire the "what used to be"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desire NEW - from- OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate the chasm between those that have hurt me and myself.  It feels impossible to traverse.  I long for the healing and desire mutual laughter, but the fear of being hurt again subsides any wreckless abandon to forge a rope bridge.  I don't want to be burned again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW creation out of the ashes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, please be the bearer of the burden of my grief.  Your grace is radiant and sufficient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114111175611663619?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114111175611663619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114111175611663619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114111175611663619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114111175611663619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/02/brokenness.html' title='Brokenness'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114024132977614113</id><published>2006-02-17T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:44:39.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Website...</title><content type='html'>So I thoroughly enjoy writing.  I "stumbled upon" this great website for all you creative types:  &lt;a href="http://www.oneword.com"&gt;www.oneword.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.  It's worth a visit.  It may help with those late night writers' blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114024132977614113?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114024132977614113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114024132977614113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114024132977614113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114024132977614113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/02/website.html' title='A Website...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-114006519687705418</id><published>2006-02-15T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:46:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/1600/DSCN3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN3388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was going to go see Br549 tonight.  Them and the Avett Brothers... It would've been a great concert.  Timing is such that I have to practice.  There'll be other concerts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-114006519687705418?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/114006519687705418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=114006519687705418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114006519687705418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/114006519687705418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/02/practice-night.html' title='Practice night'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113978015821565202</id><published>2006-02-12T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T13:35:58.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Slate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/1600/DSCN3356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6551/797/320/DSCN3356.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of going to try out bikes again this weekend; Instead of going out to lunch with new friends; Instead of letting hurt settle into the broken places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some time this afternoon to sit outside, play guitar, and enjoy the weather.  I was purposefully going out there to do some songwriting; however, sometimes the most cathartic thing isn't so much the writing as it is having the clean slate - more ways than one in my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113978015821565202?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113978015821565202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113978015821565202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113978015821565202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113978015821565202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/02/clean-slate.html' title='Clean Slate'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113912551723695197</id><published>2006-02-04T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T23:48:53.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/28/3157/1024/road%20rash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/28/3157/320/road%20rash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm in the process of selecting a new bicycle.  I took one out today and took a spill.  It's been a long time since I've had some road rash going on... it's a good feeling to be getting myself out there.  "Bones knit, wounds heal, and chicks dig scars." It's a challenging thing to find one with the right frame size and the right geometry, but it will be worth it.  I look forward to hitting the pavement and hitting the trails.  I hope to learn a lot more about cyclocross.  Maybe I'll do a race this winter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see ;-)&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113912551723695197?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113912551723695197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113912551723695197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113912551723695197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113912551723695197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-im-in-process-of-selecting-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113868973172976912</id><published>2006-01-30T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T08:57:54.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loitering</title><content type='html'>This taste...&lt;br /&gt;this taste, in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;it lingers&lt;br /&gt;tarrying as it tears apart my insides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flavor that is more potent&lt;br /&gt;than that of onions, and garlic&lt;br /&gt;Their afterthought is still a "present-thought"&lt;br /&gt;by the way they loiter around my tastebuds&lt;br /&gt;clinging to the thought of a livelihood&lt;br /&gt;that was chewed up long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of this acrid, acidity is that&lt;br /&gt;This sulfur: in "the now"&lt;br /&gt;satiated me: in "the then"&lt;br /&gt;with its infantile sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;The taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste began as juicy and as promising&lt;br /&gt;as delight found in a Navel Orange.&lt;br /&gt;A goblet of goodness past its skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've found that once-again...&lt;br /&gt;The rinds have stuck in my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The once delicious, has soured.&lt;br /&gt;Undergone memory-metamorphasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get rid of its membrane!  Clinging...&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to between my teeth and gums&lt;br /&gt;like that of irritating gristle after a good steak.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm stuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck with this flavor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite ready to savor the rigors of life-floss, soul-wash,&lt;br /&gt;and a gentle scrubbing of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113868973172976912?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113868973172976912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113868973172976912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113868973172976912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113868973172976912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/loitering.html' title='Loitering'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113678657077609680</id><published>2006-01-08T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:04:53.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cup of tea waltz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The water’s boiled &lt;br /&gt; The timing is right &lt;br /&gt; For my thoughts and some tea  &lt;br /&gt;By the night’s candlelight      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I could drown out the world  &lt;br /&gt;With my herbal-brewed spice  &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin’ things are so strange  &lt;br /&gt;But, “Oh, this is nice”      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time I’ve come ‘round   &lt;br /&gt;To know my place with myself   &lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll be feeling alright   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am feeling alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113678657077609680?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113678657077609680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113678657077609680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678657077609680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678657077609680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/cup-of-tea-waltz.html' title='Cup of tea waltz'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113678199040822225</id><published>2006-01-08T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:46:00.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;If God's power is made evident in my weakness, then he is POWERFULLY working in my life. Lately there have been a lot of tears, and a lot of dependence on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will boast all the more in my imperfections because it is through my weaknesses that His strength is revealed, and made perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like there are so many things that are making me "knee-bent" lately; to relinquish my abilities and control in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove by a middle school today that an old highschool friend of mine went to. It was hard being reminded of her because it brings up so much emotion. She was killed by a drunk driver in 2004 and I am still upset about it. I'm mad with God. I'm frustrated to think that she may have died not knowing Jesus and may not be in Heaven right now. I never knew about the accident until months later and I wish I could have gone to her funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our mutual friends was at church tonight. It was good to talk to her. She had been able to attend the funeral, but she admitted that not knowing where our friend stood spiritually was a hard thing about the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is teaching me many things about the role he plays in my life, and the needs I have that he satisfies... well basically how only HE can fit in that position. There is no substitute. I'm living on my own (let me clarify... without any roommates) for the first time in my life. It's very hard for me. God is using this time to mold and shape me into a more "Godly" man than I already am. I think he's also using it restore me. I'm a big crier and the last few living/social situations that I've been in were very hindering when it came to me feeling safe enough to be that vulnerable. It's me and God now (and my pet cockatiel;-) and it's safe to cry at ANY time. So... I'm doing it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few thoughts which comfort me on the subject from an email a friend sent me a while back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tearless grief bleeds inwardly and  destroys." - Christian Nevell Bovee&lt;br /&gt;   "Let your tears come when they do. Let them water your soul." - Eileen Mayhew "Time engraves our faces with all the tears we've felt but have not shed." - Natalie Clifford Barney "Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are like rain upon the blinding dust of the earth, gently soaking and softening our hardened hearts." - Charles Dickens, Great Expectations, 1860&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I run across many people who are afraid to let themselves really cry - afraid that it might look weak and pathetic, afraid that they might never be able to stop, sick and tired of the constant feeling of wanting to, and therefore not truly "allowing" themselves to. But we have the desire to cry for a reason. God gave us this ability for a reason, and it is a blessing, and it has a sacred purpose, so let the tears flow whenever the urge hits. Forget all of the invalid programming of your past, about what's allowed and what's not, what's strong and what's not. Tears are the necessary lubricant of the heart and the place in which the deepest connection to God and each other is possible." -  Jim Spivey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the deepest challenges we face as men. It is my hope that in my ability to fearlessly approach vulnerability... that that is attractive and not viewed as weak or pathetic. That it in turn is what sets apart a "real man" as opposed to one is afraid to cry. This is my hope and my fear at the same time. That latter quote is especially encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been since you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only other thoughts/encouragement comes again from my friend that wrote the email to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the person who can't start crying and wants to, my coaching can only come in the two words, "let it go". It will be hard, spiritual, counter-cultural work for sure.     And for the person who can't seem to keep from crying, welling up in tears from the smallest things, and you want to stop, my coaching can only come in the two words, "let it all go".&lt;span class="343561018-14072005"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="343561018-14072005"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Greggy-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113678199040822225?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113678199040822225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113678199040822225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678199040822225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678199040822225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/powerful.html' title='Powerful'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113678049071170210</id><published>2006-01-08T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:21:30.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>possible song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve danced a lot of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Past the evergreen’s meadow&lt;br /&gt;In springtime&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Coaxing me to the water’s edge&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come the floods of emotion&lt;br /&gt;The rush of it all&lt;br /&gt;The rapids always entice me&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can you see a wink in my smile,&lt;br /&gt;When I caught that glimmer in your eye?&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing was said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;I could feel all the while&lt;br /&gt;The steps to this dance in my mind.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tattered rock’s edges lent&lt;br /&gt;To the ebb and the flow&lt;br /&gt;Have been smoothed over with time&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take hold of my hand&lt;br /&gt;As the waters carve forward&lt;br /&gt;Let the adventure begin&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Let the adventure begin&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can you see a wink in my smile,&lt;br /&gt;When I caught that glimmer in your eye?&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing was said&lt;br /&gt;I could feel all the while&lt;br /&gt;The steps to this dance in my mind&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113678049071170210?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113678049071170210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113678049071170210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678049071170210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113678049071170210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/possible-song.html' title='possible song...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113670367250856069</id><published>2006-01-07T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:01:12.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Broken vessels all are we&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wounded Warriors &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pottery&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My wasted heart&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These dry tear evenings&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Need some God-healing &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Epoxy for my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning a lot about God's role in my life.  There are places and ways that Jesus fits into the mix where no one else possibly can in my life.  It's a hard lesson to learn, but it is also to His glory that only HE can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fully&lt;/span&gt; satisfy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The poem above isn't necessarily written out of this vain of thought.  I wrote a couple of days ago and just wanted to be sure it got posted.  If you see the correlation or not it wasn't intentional.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I heard a powerful sermon a while back about how God makes us a NEW creation.  The concept goes like this:  I think when we think about about that we think about "newness" in terms of a new timeline, a fresh start, beginning again; However, God's making of us as a "new creation" is more radical than that.   Going with the poem illustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;if we are broken vessels, it's not like the cracks and fissures just went away and we are another new pot/vessel.  It's like going from being a broken vessel, to being a bannana, or a parachute, or something else... it's not a fixing of the old thing just to get a fresh beginning at being that old thing again.  No.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is a complete and utter transformation into something COMPLETELY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'll forever be a student of two things: What it truly means to be a follower of Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113670367250856069?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113670367250856069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113670367250856069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113670367250856069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113670367250856069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-creation.html' title='New Creation'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113626996897869193</id><published>2006-01-02T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:32:49.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year's Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/10/timing.html"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To quote someone close:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“You ready?!? Well… HERE WE GO! Another trip around the sun!!!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Kind of like that moment just as you coast over the very top of the first drop on a roller coaster. &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t really want to make any new year’s resolutions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want to have any intentions of grandiose ideas that I’m not sure that I can keep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it’s a whole lot better to have periodic assessments of myself and do my best to determine what areas of my life that I could improve upon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Something I have been pondering a lot lately is what are the areas of my life that are idols- anything that I pay more attention to over God; anything that I make more important to me than Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can think of a few… pride (anything “ME” centered); course doesn’t that some it up?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean it seems to be at the root of anything else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess I’ll leave it at that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bottom line is… I’m learning that a lot of my struggles (read… “self-inflicted heartache”), have to do with a lack of worship, or in general a lack of Jesus-focus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;How can I run a straight course if I’m looking at my feet the whole time as opposed to the finish line? &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jesus never claimed that following Him is easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;It’s not, but it’s good. &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Happy New Year, and HERE WE GO!!! &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WHEEEEEeeeeeeeeee……..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113626996897869193?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113626996897869193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113626996897869193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113626996897869193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113626996897869193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-new-years-thoughts.html' title='My New Year&apos;s Thoughts...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113281877576704063</id><published>2005-11-23T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:52:55.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost song...</title><content type='html'>So it's been a long time coming.  A buddy of mine taught me this song a LONG time ago and lost the lyrics several years back.  I've since tried to rekindle them in my memory but alas to no avail.  Tonight, however, I found the ORIGINAL, hand-written copy of the tune that my buddy wrote out for me.  I only know it as "The Notre Dame Song."  Namely, because a couple of guys from Notre Dame wrote the tune.  At least that's what I was told when he taught it to me.  If you are the author or know of the author please let me know.  I'd love to know the story behind it.   Anyway, here's the tune.  I love it.  Seems appropriate for where I am right now anyway... to quote another bud of mine &lt;a href="http://mikeandtimblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/message-to-chicks-posas.html"&gt;"POSAS"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Notre Dame Song"&lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V1.  Just say there was a guy who &lt;br /&gt;Who really like you and &lt;br /&gt;More than a feeling just say&lt;br /&gt;Just say he love you&lt;br /&gt;But the strength was never there&lt;br /&gt;To let you know how much he cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2.  Maybe he was self-conscious&lt;br /&gt;So insecure in all this&lt;br /&gt;When you're around him he's a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's something you like to do&lt;br /&gt;For waht you put him through&lt;br /&gt;It was all for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. When all he wanted was to &lt;br /&gt;Be in love with you&lt;br /&gt;But you just kept leading him on&lt;br /&gt;Well come on, well come on&lt;br /&gt;Somebody might love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V3.  Just say he was a friend who&lt;br /&gt;you grew to be with&lt;br /&gt;and was good to talk to whne you had the time&lt;br /&gt;You never heard it in his voice,&lt;br /&gt;All the times he said nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V4.  Maybe you like having him wait at your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Take you to dinner and try to kiss you goodnight&lt;br /&gt;You never noticed in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;although he claims he never cries, and he does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. When all he wanted was to &lt;br /&gt;Be in love with you&lt;br /&gt;But you just kept leading him on&lt;br /&gt;Well come on, well come on&lt;br /&gt;Somebody might love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V5.  Just say he looked like me and you never noticed it&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he's leaving and it could be forever&lt;br /&gt;Well you probably wouldn't care&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it was like he was never there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V6.  Maybe you should think some more&lt;br /&gt;And see what you're doing, know all the troubles&lt;br /&gt;and feel what you've lost&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it would never happen again, even if I wasn't him. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113281877576704063?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113281877576704063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113281877576704063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113281877576704063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113281877576704063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost-song.html' title='Lost song...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-113044486327077466</id><published>2005-10-27T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:27:43.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timing...</title><content type='html'>So... God's sovereignty seems to be carried out in his rule of timing.  At least... that's one of my opinions related to the subject matter.  I've been "in between" jobs for a while now and God has absolutely taken care of me- from providing for my basic needs to providing to my deeper needs He is my source.  I'm going to be moving soon as yet another one of my roommates is getting married.  Go figure.  I'm looking into getting my own apartment, to the best of my knowledge I will be starting to work full-time next week.  I'm excited.  God is good.  New chapters in life are fun... yet challenging.  But He is ever-faithful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-113044486327077466?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/113044486327077466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=113044486327077466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113044486327077466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/113044486327077466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/10/timing.html' title='Timing...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112378115157236148</id><published>2005-08-11T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:25:51.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependency...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God LOVES it when we take risks... it makes us depend on Him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I've heard before.  I know it's truth firsthand.  Though it was brought up again in a recent conversation related to my future with my former boss here at the church where I've been working.  The first decision I have to make is whether I stay in the area and look for a job (which is near to friends, and where I've made considerable connections over the past year), or move home to my folks place and look for job there.  It's risky to stay here in the area.  My money situation is almost nil... I don't have the next job yet.  I know that staying here would make me more dependent on God than if I were to move home.  For that reason... I feel like maybe I should stick around.  It's where my network is right now too - which is considerable (at least to my advantage).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate... I was praying this morning for God to just provide for me.  He is and shall... I need to depend on Him more.  Just ten minutes ago or so... I got an offer for my taking on another student in private music lessons.  God amazes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your faithfulness, Jesus.  Give me the faith to take risks for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112378115157236148?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112378115157236148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112378115157236148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112378115157236148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112378115157236148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/08/dependency.html' title='Dependency...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112183507793913910</id><published>2005-07-19T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T21:51:17.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Robber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;  There is no reason for a "blah" day.  Today may have felt that way, but there is no reason for it.  There is plenty to be excited about.  I take joy in the sheer fact that I am heir to the throne; a son of God; His creation...  sometimes my joy is still a decision.  If I don't decide upon it I may leave room for my joy being stolen by the deceitfulness of the Evil One.  I give in.  Believe his lies, but truth prevails and I decide on joy.  Life's "mediocrity" is no more than a lack of vision... a miopia, focused only on the shorthand and not the eternal.  My purpose in life is bigger than I can realize on any given day or series of days strung together.  I am loved eternally and infinitely.  So much that my creator (let alone that He also created EVERYTHING)... gave his own life so that I could be with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I am yours.  You are the joy giver, and it is you whom I decide upon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112183507793913910?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112183507793913910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112183507793913910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112183507793913910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112183507793913910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/07/joy-robber.html' title='Joy Robber'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112010051039184231</id><published>2005-06-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:07:43.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/1024/DSCN2346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN2346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats a road trip with some college friends. This is from our day hike to the summit of Half Dome in Yosemite. The line going down the middle of the rock is a mix of cables and people :-)  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112010051039184231?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112010051039184231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112010051039184231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010051039184231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010051039184231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-beats-road-trip-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112010063850854844</id><published>2005-06-29T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:03:58.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/1024/DSCN2349.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN2349.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce, Kelly, Ben, and Myself.  We made it! Whew... tiring and stressful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112010063850854844?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112010063850854844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112010063850854844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010063850854844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010063850854844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/bruce-kelly-ben-and-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112010054652980333</id><published>2005-06-29T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:02:26.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/1024/100_0277.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/100_0277.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to the top of half dome! Nothing like snow caps in June!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112010054652980333?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112010054652980333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112010054652980333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010054652980333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010054652980333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-made-it-to-top-of-half-dome-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112010076433984430</id><published>2005-06-29T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:07:15.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/1024/100_0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/100_0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down was SO much easier than coming up... even as intimidating as this looks! Those trees below are probably at LEAST 30 feet high. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112010076433984430?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112010076433984430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112010076433984430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010076433984430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112010076433984430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/going-down-was-so-much-easier-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-112009987575421347</id><published>2005-06-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:51:15.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicing the pursuit of God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;So, I'm realizing tonight (after having some distractions removed) how I have been trying to fill the companionship that has been lacking between me and God...with people.  Sometimes it's good to take a hot bath to relax the body and let the mind meditate... to just "be still and know that I am God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my pursuit of other people would be much more fulfilling if I was already fulfilled.  I could serve and love them better that way.  I need to practice pursuing God, to learn more about how he is constantly pursuing me, before I may adequately pursue others for whatever the relationship may be: friends, family, or even romance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to heed to your gentle, loving call, Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-112009987575421347?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/112009987575421347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=112009987575421347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112009987575421347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/112009987575421347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/practicing-pursuit-of-god.html' title='Practicing the pursuit of God.'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111803342817404786</id><published>2005-06-05T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:13:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace the mystery; Finding oneself in being lost</title><content type='html'>I just watched The Motorcycle Diaries tonight.  Wonderful movie.  It's the kind of thing that is great to watch with friends, but at the same time makes you want to be by yourself to have some serious introverted reflection time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wait with much more anticipation for our road trip.  I leave in about a week.  I'm actually a little bit nervous.  I don't know if I'm ready, but I'm also excited to go.  I hope that me and my friends don't get on each other's nerves.  12 days is a LONG time to hang out with anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to write some more tonight, but sleepiness is setting in and my thoughts are eluding me.  As far as the title of this entry... I hope it kind of speaks for itself.  I'm looking forward to losing ourselves on purpose in the wilderness in Yosemite, but thinking that I'll find myself some in doing this.  We should have a blast.  I don't know that I've ever done anything like this and it should be quite the adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111803342817404786?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111803342817404786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111803342817404786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111803342817404786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111803342817404786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/06/embrace-mystery-finding-oneself-in.html' title='Embrace the mystery; Finding oneself in being lost'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111705215957795636</id><published>2005-05-25T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T13:19:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phosphor bronze...nickel wound...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've replaced the guitar strings on my electric guitar and acoustic guitar. It's quite refreshing. I need to write more. Music is such a release for me... as is writing. I think I find myself or at least the core of who I am in those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the humbling things to know in life is that there is always more. I could look at where I am and be totally dissatisfied because I'm not "there" yet. Not seeking righteousness, not pursuing to serve God and others, not having carved a path or figured out exactly what I want in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these and more if I begin to think that I have arrived or have achieved "there" than please, someone humble me quick. It gives me a strange hope to know that I won't attain perfection on my own. That there is always something more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I await eternity with great expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see Jesus and I will live out all my days with Him. Both here and there. Heaven and eternity are the "there" that these days press ever towards. This life is but a breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111705215957795636?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111705215957795636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111705215957795636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111705215957795636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111705215957795636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/05/phosphor-bronzenickel-wound.html' title='phosphor bronze...nickel wound...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111509785125457718</id><published>2005-05-02T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:24:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a month...  That's too long for sure.  My health came back to normal from the ear infection stuff.  It's the kind of thing that would be like watching grass grow.  Little by little until you are facing a different reality - in this case a very positive one.  My birthday was exactly a week ago today.  My golden birthday to be exact.  Twenty five on the 25th.  It carries a sort of "weighty-ness" to it.  It was a good day.  Birthday lunch with the youth staff and a dinner with friends.  I'm keenly aware of my mid-twenties state though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a "Happy New Day" in quite some time.  I miss those roommate bonding moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly where I thought I would be by now which is ok, but sort of not either.  I'm in the midst of "carving" a path right now.  The next step decision is soon approaching.  Faith Community Church has offered me the position of staying on for two more months and I have accepted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some of the latest exciting things are:&lt;br /&gt;Youth Sunday is coming up this weekend, and also a crawfish boil.&lt;br /&gt;Summer backpacking trip to Yosemite N.P. with some buds.&lt;br /&gt;New Headlamp and I won an auction on ebay today for some backpacking cook-gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfulness and discipline are things I always need more of.  G'nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111509785125457718?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111509785125457718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111509785125457718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111509785125457718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111509785125457718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/05/belated-birthday.html' title='Belated birthday...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111234025240165121</id><published>2005-03-31T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:24:12.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All things new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle ear infections in both ears.  Early, early signs of what could turn into pneumonia.  That's what I was told yesterday from a diagnosis.  Started antibiotics, though today my right ear has felt like a balloon was inflated behind it the whole day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like God is doing a lot with me right now.  New passions, new health, and a new heart.  I'm priveleged to serve the same creator of me as the Creator of all.  He knows best how to make all things new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111234025240165121?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111234025240165121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111234025240165121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111234025240165121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111234025240165121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-things-new.html' title='All things new...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111086987036677043</id><published>2005-03-14T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:57:50.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music speak</title><content type='html'>On kuhf tonight they played "La Fille Aux Cheveux De Lin" by Debussy.  Indeed this is the sound of my soul's heartbeat tonight.  If the depth of my emotions could be expressed through notes... this would be it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For right now at least... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as with life, things keep changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111086987036677043?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111086987036677043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111086987036677043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111086987036677043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111086987036677043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-speak.html' title='Music speak'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-111017091981501007</id><published>2005-03-06T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T20:48:39.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moisture… &lt;br /&gt;welling up out of this soaked-sponge concrete &lt;br /&gt;Embraces my bare feet;&lt;br /&gt;like a soothing hug from this fog induced evening. &lt;br /&gt;I answer to its calm repose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these streets have decided to rest for the night&lt;br /&gt;save for an occasional stirring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cleansing rain from earlier has quieted the birds for now; &lt;br /&gt;It came and went without me even being aware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucked away in my cocoon of covers,&lt;br /&gt;raindrops wiped away today’s happenings&lt;br /&gt;Yet this damp concrete remains…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.  Silent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-111017091981501007?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/111017091981501007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=111017091981501007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111017091981501007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/111017091981501007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/03/latest-work.html' title='Latest work...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110853319019125894</id><published>2005-02-15T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:53:10.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm pretty tired tonight.  Kind of having a hard time going to bed.  My friends are on my mind and I wonder what the next step will be for me in this life.  God give me wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110853319019125894?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110853319019125894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110853319019125894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110853319019125894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110853319019125894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/02/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110779027374985816</id><published>2005-02-07T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T07:35:24.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/200/DSCN0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a setting where you are in the midst of thousands of candles? Maybe a concert, church service, or a vigil? Well... I was waking up to this sort of vision this morning. I know that in my experience, being in a setting like that... It can bring on emotions or a general "feeling" that is unique from any other time. I think God allowed me that vision to realize how proud He must feel and how HIS heart may emote when He sees millions of His children radiating HIS glory in the midst of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.   &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110779027374985816?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110779027374985816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110779027374985816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110779027374985816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110779027374985816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/02/beauty.html' title='Beauty...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110672548244638828</id><published>2005-01-25T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:33:28.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's faithfulness...</title><content type='html'>I've seen God's faithfulness in a few ways lately. I managed to make a road trip over the weekend and I came back home safely. I also have good health. Little things, that I'm afraid I take for granted far too often. Sunday morning on my way to Church my car broke down. Leaking antifreeze, a noise that I've &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; heard a car make before... I decided that I had to pull over. The hood of my car was only open for 30 seconds (at most 45 ;-) when one of the youth dads pulled in front asking if I needed a ride. There isn't any reason that He would have been on the road that early... save that he "thought" there was a meeting at church that morning. There wasn't one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the car towed Monday and prayed about finances... we were afraid that it might cost in the 6-800 dollar range, but it was not. I was able to pay the bill out of pocket at under 200 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you lean on Him and allow His grace to sustain you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piatr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greggy-D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110672548244638828?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110672548244638828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110672548244638828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110672548244638828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110672548244638828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/gods-faithfulness.html' title='God&apos;s faithfulness...'/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655183251335636</id><published>2005-01-23T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:30:32.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0150.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0150.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas family photo with my new digital camera.  I love it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655183251335636?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655183251335636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655183251335636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655183251335636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655183251335636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/christmas-family-photo-with-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655178829429886</id><published>2005-01-23T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:29:48.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0139.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0139.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute couple.  Even without the laser level;-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655178829429886?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655178829429886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655178829429886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655178829429886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655178829429886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/cute-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655173936759165</id><published>2005-01-23T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:28:59.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0135.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0135.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... fresh palette knives from Santa Claus.  Who knew that woodworking tools could just as easily have come from an art supply store?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655173936759165?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655173936759165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655173936759165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655173936759165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655173936759165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655167123759412</id><published>2005-01-23T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:27:51.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying stories.  Granddaddy seems to be getting a kick out of it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655167123759412?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655167123759412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655167123759412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655167123759412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655167123759412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/enjoying-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655162873138219</id><published>2005-01-23T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:27:08.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0028.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0028.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and Lisa with the Grandparents :-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655162873138219?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655162873138219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655162873138219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655162873138219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655162873138219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/jeff-and-lisa-with-grandparents.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655158847416177</id><published>2005-01-23T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:26:28.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0155.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0155.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun 'n' games after Christmas dinner and gift exchange.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655158847416177?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655158847416177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655158847416177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655158847416177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655158847416177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/fun-n-games-after-christmas-dinner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655153500750214</id><published>2005-01-23T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:25:35.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0033.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, Mags, and Lisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655153500750214?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655153500750214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655153500750214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655153500750214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655153500750214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/jeff-mags-and-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655148306215594</id><published>2005-01-23T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:24:43.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0035.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0035.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corless, Jeff, Lisa, and Jerry&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655148306215594?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655148306215594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655148306215594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655148306215594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655148306215594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/corless-jeff-lisa-and-jerry_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655123748307427</id><published>2005-01-23T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:20:37.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0124.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0124.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and Dad chattin' it up.  Made up possible commentary..."Yep, we should draw names closer to Christmas"- Dad; "Hmm... Sounds like a good idea" - Brian&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655123748307427?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655123748307427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655123748307427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655123748307427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655123748307427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/brian-and-dad-chattin-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655106816498999</id><published>2005-01-23T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:17:48.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and Grandmother.  Say, "cheese!!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655106816498999?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655106816498999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655106816498999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655106816498999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655106816498999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/amanda-and-grandmother.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655100535751750</id><published>2005-01-23T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:16:45.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN00101.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN00101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am looking at my "table gift."  Yay for reading!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655100535751750?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655100535751750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655100535751750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655100535751750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655100535751750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/here-i-am-looking-at-my-table-gift.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655094252193516</id><published>2005-01-23T23:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:15:42.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim demonstrating how he can read in bed now with his "table gift" ;-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655094252193516?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655094252193516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655094252193516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655094252193516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655094252193516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/jim-demonstrating-how-he-can-read-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655090396654895</id><published>2005-01-23T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:15:03.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN00091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN00091.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry with his "table gift"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655090396654895?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655090396654895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655090396654895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655090396654895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655090396654895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/jerry-with-his-table-gift.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655086133543981</id><published>2005-01-23T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:14:21.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0008.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"table gifts"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655086133543981?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655086133543981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655086133543981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655086133543981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655086133543981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/table-gifts_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655084493553240</id><published>2005-01-23T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:14:04.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"table gifts"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655084493553240?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655084493553240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655084493553240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655084493553240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655084493553240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/table-gifts.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110655065810216760</id><published>2005-01-23T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:10:58.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Granddaddy enjoying their "chat time"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110655065810216760?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110655065810216760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110655065810216760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655065810216760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110655065810216760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/lisa-and-granddaddy-enjoying-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110654868494579688</id><published>2005-01-23T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:38:04.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/640/DSCN0619.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/28/3157/320/DSCN0619.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.  Artistic pose.  Hope you enjoy;-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110654868494579688?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110654868494579688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110654868494579688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110654868494579688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110654868494579688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359229.post-110654781153024103</id><published>2005-01-23T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:23:31.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... this is my first time to ever have a blog.  This is also my first official post.  Hopefully, I will be able to use this site to post some of my photos online for those that wish to see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359229-110654781153024103?l=piatr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/feeds/110654781153024103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359229&amp;postID=110654781153024103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110654781153024103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359229/posts/default/110654781153024103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piatr.blogspot.com/2005/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Greggy-D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520560332407906723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LuiVPLzhbJk/SGiUDbew2JI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TOtuzEgyQa4/S220/IMG_1290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
