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<title>Evie</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=571017</link>
<description>I didn't know how much a piece of fresh heaven can change your life. I heard Evie cry on the phone less than 5 minutes after she was born today. I fell in love with a child that isn't even mine....update: Evie is in the NICU because she's had some trouble switching from breathing liquid to air (seems logical to me... after 9 months of liquid a burst of fresh air wouldn't really be so fresh!) -- so please keep the wee one in your prayers. She's only got a little over 24 hours life post-womb in her yet, so God's gotta hold her hand and help her out a bit more than even normal...---blood and tears (hearts)they were here firstMmmm whatcha say,Mmm that you only meant well?well of course you didMmmm whatcha say,Mmmm that it's all for the best?Of course it isMmmm whatcha say?Mmmm that it's just what we needyou decided thiswhatcha say?Mmmm what did you say?ransom notes keep falling out your mouthmid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-03</dc:date>
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<title>the world is sleeping, i am...not</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=568678</link>
<description>in normal news: i have started school. out of 40,000 students i still managed to know someone in my first class thanks to the 24 hr Sbux down in SoHo that i have been known to frequent at quite unruly hours of the day/night/morning throughout the last 6 months or so...no small news: i introduced myself to the stranger sitting next to me in my microeconomics class. i have realized that people will go hours and hours through painful silence in order to not be the one who makes the first move to speak, but if I take the opportunity to nicely break the silence, they are so grateful, they would nearly be willing to listen to my life story. i spared Nick the life story and settled to talk about my job and working our way through school since he attempted the same bit for a while, and then decided to let the military pay for it. this is his third time through microeconomics. that did not boost my hopes, but he said he hasn't had this professor and he's not working three jobs while goes to s...</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-28</dc:date>
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<title>raspberry sorbet</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=565240</link>
<description>my shirt is raspberry sorbetGod made such wonderful simple thingsthey keep me sane sometimestoday was a good day.and an awful day.our job is to do what we can, with what we have, where we are, right now.you make everything gloriousand i am yourswhat does that make me?</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-20</dc:date>
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<title>shalom</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=562969</link>
<description>the greatest learning opportunities are not those who necessarily keep us at peace and ask us complicated questions about life and love and why, but instead they are probably the opportunities and the people who frustrate us and inferiorate us the most because they help us to become aware that those feelings of difficulty are present within us, and become aware of the exact means by which someone can cause them to rear their head, and present us with ample opportunity to become more in tune with ourselves, and the great methods with which God will enable us to overcome these trying, vexing feelings.</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-15</dc:date>
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<title>realize</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=560835</link>
<description>So the other day while at work walking around the plant, still trying to troubleshoot the fact that Pandora would no longer work on our laptop in the lap, since I finally got rid of the troublesome spyware on it and cleaned out a lot of junk from the hardware, I realized something, and that realization led to a few other ones...There are people, and not just a handful, but whole populations in this world who will live and die and never have even heard of an iPod.There are countless number of women who would never even give a thought to caring that there might exist such a place as Victoria's Secret.People will go their whole life without ever flushing a toilet or using a public water system.I often complain about not having air conditioning in my car, when millions of people have no air conditioning. Period.Having the choice to eat or not eat and know that I'll live either way is ridiculous wealth in and of itself, because some people wouldn't make it, and don't, when they don't ...</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-09</dc:date>
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<title>almond shells?</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=555924</link>
<description>do almonds have shells? someone tell me. i'm feeling lazy and not like looking it up.so today's update will be in a pistachio shell since i know they have those. i am listening to old school system of a down's toxicity, a song of which the lyrics make little to no sense (unless i just missed it, which is always entirely likely and possible), and wanting to read, but not feeling motivated to sit still, so moving my fingers at ridiculous speeds and interrupting your life with my own seems like a better idea.have you ever felt like the ridiculous chaos of your life was just starting to calm down and come together and then *WHOMP*!!!!something else comes along that totally throws off the not-quite-but-almost-groove that you were getting into while things settled? i cannot tell you what it was (i know, cruel, right?), but that was what happened to me this week. i have no more groove. i have decided i have absolutely no choice but to be ok with that. kevin says &quot;zen.&quot;...</description>
<dc:date>2008-07-28</dc:date>
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<title>When It Was Over</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=553245</link>
<description>When it was over and they could talk about itHe said there's just one thing I have got to knowWhat in that moment when you were running so hard and fastMade you stop and turn for homeShe said I always knew you loved me even though I'd broken your heartI always knew there'd be a place for me to make a brand new startOh love wash over a multitude of thingsLove wash over a multitude of thingsLove wash over a multitude of thingsMake us wholeWhen it was over and they could talk about itThey were sitting on the couchShe said what on earth made you stay hereWhen you finally figured out what I was all aboutHe said I always knew you'd do the right thingEven though it might take some timeShe said, Yeah, I felt that and that's probably what saved my lifeOh love wash over a multitude of thingsLove wash over a multitude of thingsLove wash over a multitude of thingsMake us wholeThere is a love that never failsThere is a healing that always prevailsThere is a hope that whis...</description>
<dc:date>2008-07-22</dc:date>
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<title>Things like this never really end. I'm not going back to my 'old life,' thats not the point; I've ma</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=550068</link>
<description>Things like this never really end. I'm not going back to my 'old life,' thats not the point; I've made a new life, one that I can return to with some measure more understanding when it comes to just how small I am, and how I truly can do nothing on my own. God orchestrates the right moves to happen through others, just as they should, just when they should, so when I fiercely need a punch in the gut to curl up where I am so he can finally bandage up all my Other wounds to heal, there it is.The point isn't me or my pain. It never has been. The point is so much bigger and so much smaller than me. As big as God, because ultimately, He's it; as small as life...because life starts small. It always ends somewhere between small and big and gets carried on into actuality. Not just eternity, but actually what we are, the way we are supposed to have always been.God can work in either of these. He is not hindered by our breathing to work through us. If we only ever drew one breath and expired...</description>
<dc:date>2008-07-13</dc:date>
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<title>Why can't you seethat freedom is sometimes just simplyanother perspective away?Who could you be, if your lens was changed for a momentWould you still be the same?</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=548190</link>
<description>there's some special kind of magic to getting to be the one who decides when you are ok to leave work for the day. i got to experience that magic today.i pretty well enjoy being alive these days. i like when God throws enough at me to twist me into a pretzel that leaves me a wreck and then leaves me peering between my legs upside down looking at a whole new perspective. ---this blog has been brought to you by proverbs 16. the plans of my heart belong to me, but the real answer is from the Lord.all the decisions i make seem like the best thing to me, but God knows my real motives.it is better for me to have little or nothing and have it rightly, than to have what some may consider to be a lot and have gotten it the wrong way;i think of all the ways i would like things to be, but ultimately God makes the best decisions and directs me rightly.i may make choices based purely on chance, but if i trust in God and am trying to follow Him, there is no chance(this is my paraphr...</description>
<dc:date>2008-07-08</dc:date>
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<title>looking out</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/chooselove?l=5&amp;entryID=546151</link>
<description>God was looking out for me years ago in my troubled times that I am experiencing now. He prepared helpers for me then, for now.Because God is always in the present tense. He Is. He says He will heal the broken...PS: I am Not dying. I'm ok. I realize sometimes if I'm going through anything hard it sounds awful. I'm ok. I've got help. LOL</description>
<dc:date>2008-07-02</dc:date>
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