﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>thepianist86's Revelife</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/</link><description>Latest Revelife weblog from thepianist86</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.revelife.com/Partners/revelife/images/logo-110x36.gif</url><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/</link></image><item><title>on my own...</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/671016929/on-my-own/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/671016929/on-my-own/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 02:57:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;And now I'm all alone again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Nowhere to turn, no one to go to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Without a home, without a friend&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/les-miserables-on-my-own-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;font style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;" color="orange"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: orange ! important; font-size: 11px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
without a face to say hello to&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
But now the night is near &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I can make-believe he's here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Sometimes I walk alone at night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
When everybody else is sleeping&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I think of him and then I'm happy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
With the company I'm keeping&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
The city goes to bed&lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/les-miserables-on-my-own-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;font style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;" color="orange"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: orange ! important; font-size: 11px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I can live inside my head&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
On my own&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Pretending he's beside me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
All alone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I walk with him 'til morning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Without him, I feel his arms around me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
In the rain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
The pavement shines like silver&lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/les-miserables-on-my-own-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;font style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;" color="orange"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid orange; color: orange ! important; font-size: 11px; position: static; background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
All the lights are misty in the river&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And all I see is him and me forever and forever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I know it's only in my mind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That I'm talking to myself and not to him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And although I know that he is blind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Still I say there's a way for us&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I love&lt;a id="KonaLink3" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/les-miserables-on-my-own-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;font style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;" color="orange"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: orange ! important; font-size: 11px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
But when the night is over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
He is gone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
The river's just a river&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Without him, the world around me changes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I love him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
But every day I'm lonely&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
All my life I've only been pretending&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Without me, his world will go on turning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
The world is full of happiness that I have never known&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I love him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I love him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
I love him...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
But only on my own...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;should be imagined with lea salonga singing it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/671016929/on-my-own/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Isaiah 30:15</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/665484333/isaiah-3015/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/665484333/isaiah-3015/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 14:23:44 GMT</pubDate><description>So, I am a fan of &lt;a href="http://stufffchristianslike.blogspot.com" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Stuff Christians Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://stufffchristianslike.blogspot.com/2008/07/335-red-bull-christianity.html" target="_new"&gt;Post #355&lt;/a&gt; was serious, for a change...here's my reflection/response.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Isaiah 30:15 -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is what the Sovereign Lord, the Holy One of Israel, says:&lt;br&gt;"In repentance and rest is your salvation,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in quietness and trust is your strength,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but you would have none of it."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What a beautiful warning. Your salvation comes in repentance and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Rest, people. Repent, yes, and then rest. But you have forgotten to rest. I have forgotten to rest.&amp;nbsp; Christian Salvation is easy - repent and rest. But that isn't enough for us. We think there must have been something left out.&amp;nbsp; Maybe what the Sovereign Lord, the Holy One of Israel meant to say was "Repent, volunteer as a Sunday School teacher at church, be a camp counselor, sing in the worship team, balance the church's financial record and, if there is time left over, rest, for your salvation comes through these things." It is in the times of quiet and trust that we are shown what needs to change, and we are given the strength to change it, but it is not the change that is our salvation--it is the repentance and rest. The change is an outgrowth of the repentance and rest that is our salvation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And that spoke to me today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/665484333/isaiah-3015/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>John 4:46-53</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/661086354/john-446-53/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/661086354/john-446-53/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:34:26 GMT</pubDate><description>So...Jesus went back to Cana, in Galilee--you know...where He turned water into wine--and a certain official who had a sick son in Capernaum, having heard that Jesus was in the area, decided to come and ask Christ to heal his child.&lt;br&gt;I had two thoughts reading this.&amp;nbsp; First - Jesus seems to mistake the man's intent.&amp;nbsp; I assume the statement was as much (or more) for those around him as for the man himself, but Christ accuses the man of asking for a sign.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, as I read this, I thought, if the man were asking for a sign, I cannot imagine that his only reply would be "Sir, come down before my child dies." I would think something along the lines of "No, no, no, You have it all wrong," would be in line. Maybe a bit of "I had heard that You could do miracles, and thought you might pop one out for me." or "If you are the Messiah, heal him!"&lt;br&gt;Instead, the man somehow knows without the miracle that it is something that Christ can do.&amp;nbsp; (That is the second thing that I thought, btw.)&amp;nbsp; The phrasing of his request "Sir, come down before my child dies," carries with it an assumption that Christ has the power to heal his son. It says, "my child will die if you don't do something," rather than, "do something to prove yourself."&amp;nbsp; The man isn't asking because he wants to believe, he's asking because he believes.&amp;nbsp; And when it was verified by his servants, "he and his whole household believed."&lt;br&gt;Which leads me to a third thing that I just thought - in addition to believing before he asked, he continued to believe after what he asked happened.&amp;nbsp; Things went right, and he remembered Christ.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And that spoke to me this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/661086354/john-446-53/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>abbott and costello</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660662142/abbott-and-costello/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660662142/abbott-and-costello/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 13:13:58 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;-i'd much rather have someone to talk to.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;-why don't you talk to yourself?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;-i get too many stupid answers.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660662142/abbott-and-costello/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>procrastination</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660169730/procrastination/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660169730/procrastination/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 05:05:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;so, i should definitely be writing an essay for grad school.&amp;nbsp; but, instead, i'm whiling away my time doing...NOTHING!! YAAY!! WOOO!!&amp;nbsp; *throws a party in his apartment* no wait...that counts as something.&amp;nbsp; *cancels party plans*&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;nothing. well...listening to celtic music on rhapsody.&amp;nbsp; but that doesn't count. not when i need to write an essay.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;ok...now to it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;*laughs and goes to read xkcd.com*&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660169730/procrastination/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>e.e. cummings</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660131506/ee-cummings/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660131506/ee-cummings/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 19:33:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;EM&gt;i carry your heart with me(i carry it in&lt;BR&gt;my heart)i am never without it(anywhere&lt;BR&gt;i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done&lt;BR&gt;by only me is your doing,my darling)&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i fear&lt;BR&gt;no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want&lt;BR&gt;no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)&lt;BR&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;BR&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;BR&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;BR&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows&lt;BR&gt;higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;BR&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660131506/ee-cummings/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>disillusionment...</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660009399/disillusionment/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660009399/disillusionment/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 03:41:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;i think i am growing disillusioned.&amp;nbsp; just a thought.&amp;nbsp; something about growing up...struggling towards higher levels of maturity...working towards something...making no money...no responses about job application/interviews...no relationships to speak of...new church (theoretically)...new area...new school...new industry...new major...kind of regretting that i left the last...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;longing for...something...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;something to happen...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;something...&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/660009399/disillusionment/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>intro and church commentary</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659947862/intro-and-church-commentary/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659947862/intro-and-church-commentary/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 14:55:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;so, i figured i ought to type up a proper intro post, rather than just leaving the default one up.&amp;nbsp; i've been&amp;nbsp;a member of xanga for a long time, but recently have stopped blogging there, for what ever reason.&amp;nbsp; couldn't tell you.&amp;nbsp; my account kinda just died. so, i'm starting again.&amp;nbsp; i just graduated from college and am currently looking for a job.&amp;nbsp; that is probably (one of ) my major concern(s) right now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;i'm also church hunting, i guess you could call it.&amp;nbsp; i am not a major fan of church shopping, as a general rule.&amp;nbsp; i don't believe that a church has to immediately minister to me.&amp;nbsp;if it is a church of God (not the denomination...a church that is worshipping the one, true God) it will minister to me, and i (as part of the church of God) will minister to it. the church isn't a building, but a people. the difficulty is in balancing what i want in a church with what God wants for that local church specifically.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659947862/intro-and-church-commentary/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 03, 2008</title><link>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659932039/item/</link><guid>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659932039/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 13:50:48 GMT</pubDate><description>Hi everyone! I'm just getting started on Revelife... Drop me a comment if you've got some ideas on what to do first - or just to say, "Hi!" :-)</description><comments>http://thepianist86.revelife.com/659932039/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>