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	<title>Comments on: Re-Incarnation</title>
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		<title>By: Jonathan Storment</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jonathan Storment</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 03:46:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lloyd, thanks man. Are you back in the blog-o-sphere? Love your words about having a whole world to play in with the power of an almighty God to aid you. Thanks for that brother. 

Brad, you should know man, you are living this out.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lloyd, thanks man. Are you back in the blog-o-sphere? Love your words about having a whole world to play in with the power of an almighty God to aid you. Thanks for that brother. </p>
<p>Brad, you should know man, you are living this out.</p>
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		<title>By: Bad Brad</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 03:45:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for this post Jonathan, I love stories like those who give up their earthly possessions and move to the inner city and then realize they will never be as rich as they are living amongst the inner city. Lloyd I love that last sentence in your comment, it is so true.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for this post Jonathan, I love stories like those who give up their earthly possessions and move to the inner city and then realize they will never be as rich as they are living amongst the inner city. Lloyd I love that last sentence in your comment, it is so true.</p>
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		<title>By: Lloyd</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 03:42:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for your encouragement here, Storment.

How very easy it is to get stuck in philosophy and never make it out to practice. I have been guilty of that in the past and continue to be guilty of it now. 

I&#039;ve been involved with inner city ministry before, and the concept of actually moving into a house in some of those areas and actually living there at night is no less than terrifying. I can&#039;t imagine the courage and faith it must have taken to move from less dangerous to more dangerous with a wife and children too. 

The thing about these kind of stories that really hits me is that I spend a lot of my time bemoaning my boundaries. Why can&#039;t I talk to God face to face like Moses? Why can&#039;t I see the apostles doing miracles in the fashion that the first century Christians witnessed? Why can&#039;t I have the ear of important people so that I can influence them to help with my agenda du jour? The truth is that I have a whole wide world to live and play in, and the power and comfort of almighty God to aid me. Why shouldn&#039;t I go make the plays now? After I&#039;m dead, I&#039;m going to be on the bench for awhile, potentially. Only a fool would sit on the bench when the coach will let them in the game whenever they want.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for your encouragement here, Storment.</p>
<p>How very easy it is to get stuck in philosophy and never make it out to practice. I have been guilty of that in the past and continue to be guilty of it now. </p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been involved with inner city ministry before, and the concept of actually moving into a house in some of those areas and actually living there at night is no less than terrifying. I can&#8217;t imagine the courage and faith it must have taken to move from less dangerous to more dangerous with a wife and children too. </p>
<p>The thing about these kind of stories that really hits me is that I spend a lot of my time bemoaning my boundaries. Why can&#8217;t I talk to God face to face like Moses? Why can&#8217;t I see the apostles doing miracles in the fashion that the first century Christians witnessed? Why can&#8217;t I have the ear of important people so that I can influence them to help with my agenda du jour? The truth is that I have a whole wide world to live and play in, and the power and comfort of almighty God to aid me. Why shouldn&#8217;t I go make the plays now? After I&#8217;m dead, I&#8217;m going to be on the bench for awhile, potentially. Only a fool would sit on the bench when the coach will let them in the game whenever they want.</p>
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