<?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-4393663285311717554</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:31:22.640-07:00</updated><category term='Katie'/><category term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Roses Roses</title><subtitle type='html'>"Behold, I am making all things new."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-1902035253954585510</id><published>2008-04-28T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:18:59.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isa beast. fo sho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;my beautiful friend Kara&lt;br /&gt;this girl is wonderful.&lt;br 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.figmentsofimagination.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/swings_3.8563416_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.figmentsofimagination.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/swings_3.8563416_std.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises drape over three souls&lt;br /&gt;Crunching heals&lt;br /&gt;Crunching toes&lt;br /&gt;Uneasy, full hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Thrill dripping off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light piercing dark skies all around&lt;br /&gt;Look up, look out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch shadows rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Shadows of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Shadows of grace&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing&lt;br /&gt;Shouting of Love and New Life&lt;br /&gt;Reflection of the eyes of our&lt;br /&gt;Most High God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds made&lt;br /&gt;Praises Cries, heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acclimating Joy filling the sky&lt;br /&gt;Words flying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;they were clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doubt and fear&lt;br /&gt;tried to find a home&lt;br /&gt;in hearts of shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;they were clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;clicking stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helper whispers&lt;br /&gt;“Clamor, with any voice”&lt;br /&gt;“Clamor, to leave,&lt;br /&gt;tell them to leave.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones of our accusers fell&lt;br /&gt;On account of our&lt;br /&gt;Exonerated Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Arrows struck down&lt;br /&gt;Holy Ground in flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge builds&lt;br /&gt;We sang&lt;br /&gt;We sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises drape over three souls&lt;br /&gt;Crunching heals&lt;br /&gt;Crunching toes&lt;br /&gt;Uneasy, full hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Life dripping off.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-4549484987682105828</id><published>2008-02-19T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:25.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 27:4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R7u9lefirZI/AAAAAAAAABs/nyQxMwQp3Ls/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R7u9lefirZI/AAAAAAAAABs/nyQxMwQp3Ls/s400/DSC01870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933448875945362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING HAVE I ASKED OF THE LORD,&lt;br /&gt;THAT I WILL SEEK AFTER:&lt;br /&gt;THAT I MAY DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF THE &lt;br /&gt;LORD&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;TO GAZE UPON THE BEAUTY OF THE LORD&lt;br /&gt;AND TO INQUIRE IN HIS TEMPLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-4549484987682105828?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/4549484987682105828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=4549484987682105828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/4549484987682105828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/4549484987682105828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2008/02/psalm-274.html' title='Psalm 27:4'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R7u9lefirZI/AAAAAAAAABs/nyQxMwQp3Ls/s72-c/DSC01870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-6052889595245535834</id><published>2008-02-19T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:25.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you photo booth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R7u2-efirYI/AAAAAAAAABY/R56GpjWfhzc/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R7u2-efirYI/AAAAAAAAABY/R56GpjWfhzc/s400/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168926181791280514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Photo Booth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for creating fun with friends and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost positive your 2nd options of distortion on the MacBook is only to show how crooked we are on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for revealing our sin to us...and reminding us of the gospel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-6052889595245535834?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=2476299708270688798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2476299708270688798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2476299708270688798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2008/01/rock-of-ages.html' title='Rock of Ages'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-2263512128726230789</id><published>2008-01-03T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:26.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R32-vcbKPYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BAc-gtZs-L4/s1600-h/bride1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R32-vcbKPYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BAc-gtZs-L4/s400/bride1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151483271074954626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Come close, listen to the story&lt;br /&gt;About a love more faithful than the morning&lt;br /&gt;The Father gave his only Son just to save us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth was shaking in the dark&lt;br /&gt;All creation felt the Fathers broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Tears were filling heavens eyes&lt;br /&gt;The day that true love died,&lt;br /&gt;The day that true love died&lt;br /&gt;When blood and water hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Walls we couldn’t move came crashing down&lt;br /&gt;We were free and made alive&lt;br /&gt;The day that true love died,&lt;br /&gt;The day that true love died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search your hearts&lt;br /&gt;You know you can’t deny it&lt;br /&gt;Lose your life just so you can find it&lt;br /&gt;The Father gave his only son just to save us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is alive&lt;br /&gt;He rose again&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Wickham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-2263512128726230789?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=9210786722024226759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/9210786722024226759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/9210786722024226759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-lets-face-it.html' title='so lets face it'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-2002354337085126579</id><published>2007-12-02T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:26.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here I go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1MaPNap6XI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z0m-A-hCcAA/s1600-R/rope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1MaPNap6XI/AAAAAAAAABI/lno4EXLmNNc/s200/rope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139480448361687410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out on my own&lt;br /&gt;days are getting longer&lt;br /&gt;the nights are cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my way down &lt;br /&gt;this narrow road&lt;br /&gt;time is moving faster &lt;br /&gt;and I am moving slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer is going to carry me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to that secret place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh.Pia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-2002354337085126579?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/2002354337085126579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=2002354337085126579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2002354337085126579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2002354337085126579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/12/here-i-go-again.html' title='here I go again'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1MaPNap6XI/AAAAAAAAABI/lno4EXLmNNc/s72-c/rope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-7694843170670805388</id><published>2007-11-30T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:26.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like that firework over the freeway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1A43F30osI/AAAAAAAAABA/O__3VSZ5R3A/s1600-R/andy-goldsworthy-cracked-broken-pebbles.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1A43F30osI/AAAAAAAAABA/_y9bTIEPTxY/s200/andy-goldsworthy-cracked-broken-pebbles.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138669693950010050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until the Day&lt;br /&gt;I wrap my fingers&lt;br /&gt;around&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;grace&lt;br /&gt;I will be elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;but belong to You&lt;br /&gt;like melted wax&lt;br /&gt;or feet on a staircase&lt;br /&gt;I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;that I am poor,yet rich&lt;br /&gt;but mostly poor&lt;br /&gt;they drive by&lt;br /&gt;they don't know what's inside&lt;br /&gt;stairs creek and boards shake&lt;br /&gt;with you they will&lt;br /&gt;and with You they won't&lt;br /&gt;You never gave up and &lt;br /&gt;I never give in&lt;br /&gt;I will be there until that Day&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-7694843170670805388?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/7694843170670805388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=7694843170670805388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/7694843170670805388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/7694843170670805388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-until-day-i-wrap-my-fingers-around.html' title='like that firework over the freeway'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/R1A43F30osI/AAAAAAAAABA/_y9bTIEPTxY/s72-c/andy-goldsworthy-cracked-broken-pebbles.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-1513372666495543747</id><published>2007-10-15T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:05:27.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break my hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jonessculpturestudio.com/images/restore03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.jonessculpturestudio.com/images/restore03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like God is revealing to me that there are a lot of things I cling to and take comfort in. There are a lot of things I am afraid of that aren't right. Most the time recently I even feel motivated by the gospel, but always I feel like Paul in Romans 7, where I'm doing what I know is wrong and I'm doing want I don't want to do. Sometimes I  see the satisfaction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-1513372666495543747?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/1513372666495543747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=1513372666495543747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/1513372666495543747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/1513372666495543747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/10/break-my-hands.html' title='Break my hands'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-2357932625473226708</id><published>2007-10-09T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:27.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katie'/><title type='text'>Katie...Katie...Katie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwvY9ARFCKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EvyIofUUw3M/s1600-h/n1429410027_30067733_8422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwvY9ARFCKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EvyIofUUw3M/s320/n1429410027_30067733_8422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119423943991953570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Kessler makes my life glad. God uses her in such incredible ways, it's so encouraging. And she's a cutie pie...this is her in a sunflower field:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-2357932625473226708?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/2357932625473226708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=2357932625473226708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2357932625473226708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/2357932625473226708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/10/katiekatiekatie.html' title='Katie...Katie...Katie'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwvY9ARFCKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EvyIofUUw3M/s72-c/n1429410027_30067733_8422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-7423520940260236599</id><published>2007-10-08T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:57:33.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwqqXgRFCJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ljsvTgm_VCk/s1600-h/n1429410027_30067767_46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwqqXgRFCJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ljsvTgm_VCk/s400/n1429410027_30067767_46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119091247235270802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a resolution to continue to write...we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Huston Woods to clear my mind and sit in the presence of the Lord, and just be still. I think that's the first time I've ever done that. Courtney Hurrle sent me this pretty powerful excerpt from one  of her favorite books..."If there is any focus that the Christian leader of the future will need, it is the discipline of dwelling in the presenece of the one who keeps asking us, "do you love me?  do you love me?  do you love me?  It is the discipline of contemplative prayer.  through contemplative prayer we can keep ourselves from being pulled from one urgent issue to another and from becoming strangers to our own and god's heart.  contemplative prayer keeps us home, rooted and safe, even when we are on the road, moving from place to place, and often surounded by sounds of violence and war.  contemplative prayer deepens in us the knowledge that we are already free, that we have already found a place to dwell, that we already belong to god, even though everything and everyone around us keeps suggesting the opposite. it is not enough for the priests and ministers of the future to be moral people, well trained, eager to help their fellow humans, and able to respond creatively to the burning issues of their time.  all of that is very valuable and important, but it is not the heart of christian leadership.  the central question is, are the leaders of the future truly men and women of God, people with an ardent desire to dwell in God's presence, to listen to god's' voice, to look at god's beauty, to touch God's incarnate word and to taste fully god's infinite goodness? the original meaning of the word "theology" was "union with God in prayer."  today theology has become one academic discipline alongside many other, and often theologians are finding it hard to pray.  but for the future of christian leadership it is of vital importance to reclaim the mystical aspect of theiology so that every word spoken, every advice given, and every strategy developed can come from a heart that knows god intimately...christian leaders cannot simply be persons who have well-informed opinions about the burning issues of our time.  their leadership must be rooted in the permanent, intimate relationship with the incarnate word, jesus, and they need to find there the source for their words, advice, and guidance.  through the discipline of contemplative prayer, christian leaders have to learn to listen again and again to the voice of love and to find there the wisdom and courage to address whatever issue presents itself to them.  dealing with burning issues without being rooted in a deep personal relationship with god easily leads to divisiveness because, before we know it, our sense of self is caught up in our opinion about a given subject.  but when we are securely rooted in personal intimacy with the source of life, it will be possible to remain flexible without being relativistic, convinced without being rigid, willing to confront without being offensive, gentle and forgiving without being soft, and true witnesses without being manipulative. For christian leadership to be truly fruitful in the future, a movement from the moral to the mystical is required." -"In the name of Jesus" by Henri Nouwen&lt;br /&gt;    So she suggested I go be still and sit in solitude and my heart hasn't felt that way, ever before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-7423520940260236599?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/7423520940260236599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=7423520940260236599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/7423520940260236599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/7423520940260236599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/10/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06bZln82p4o/RwqqXgRFCJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ljsvTgm_VCk/s72-c/n1429410027_30067767_46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-8093465094140345338</id><published>2007-04-17T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T09:19:09.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black to White</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As darkness squints&lt;br /&gt;new day comes&lt;br /&gt;refreshing availability&lt;br /&gt;smell of growth&lt;br /&gt;dusk turns to Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when threatened&lt;br /&gt;black streaks through&lt;br /&gt;days will be beat&lt;br /&gt;triumph will resound&lt;br /&gt;Light will remain&lt;br /&gt;only Light will remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative space&lt;br /&gt;filled all at once&lt;br /&gt;brick upon brick&lt;br /&gt;stone upon stone&lt;br /&gt;water trickles at the sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is Freedom&lt;br /&gt;indescribable Freedom&lt;br /&gt;objects of wind&lt;br /&gt;objects of wrath&lt;br /&gt;run and bow&lt;br /&gt;in glorious shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As darkness squints&lt;br /&gt;new day comes&lt;br /&gt;refreshing silence&lt;br /&gt;dusk to Dawn&lt;br /&gt;dusk to Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark to Light&lt;br /&gt;sin to Life&lt;br /&gt;black to White&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4393663285311717554-8093465094140345338?l=megrigano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/feeds/8093465094140345338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4393663285311717554&amp;postID=8093465094140345338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/8093465094140345338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393663285311717554/posts/default/8093465094140345338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megrigano.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-to-white.html' title='black to White'/><author><name>Meg Rigano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09849465736070671594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393663285311717554.post-2288684435452859665</id><published>2007-04-11T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T18:37:54.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hope finds a home</title><content type='html'>It's encouraging to be able to see that God is enabling me to put my hope in Him. Inch by inch. My mom does not know the Lord, there has been some landmarks and some 'seeing her need for Christ' moments, but she doesn't know Him which is hard. Today I had a conversation with her and I told her that Audrey and I picked up a hitchhiker the other day, 'cause I thought it could potentially be a neat conversation, she was kinda mad that I did and made me promise her I'd not do it again. I asked her what the worst thing that could happen would be, and she said death. Really death would not be all that bad, considering God's will is perfect and pleasing, and since Jesus died, I have eternity before Him, so really that is the best thing that could happen to me and I told her that and she told me I need to save myself, and I told her I can't, God calls us to serve His children, and she was like "can't you do it in other ways?" and I said yea, and she's like well try to do that. I told her that Jesus walked straight through Samaria, she didn't care and said I don't need to do that, and that I don't care about myself enough. Which was encouraging. We kinda hung out all evening and later she told me she didn't think I was happy, and it was kinda wierd. Really it was the 1st time none of that bothered me. It was the first time my mom, who I love was feeding me Satans lies, and I was so sure of what God has stored up for me through Jesus. I need to not defend myself so much though when I'm with my mom, and just love her the way God calls me to, that beats words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you pray, pray for this:&lt;/em&gt; on my way home tonight I saw the 2nd worst accident I've ever seen in my life, and one of the people died, I have no clue who it is, but God does, so pray for the familyand friends. Trust that He will be glorified. 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