<?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-5630801538306731302</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:48:07.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patti's Passion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-3026217713377119925</id><published>2009-03-25T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:31:31.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>His Call Remains</title><content type='html'>His Call Remains&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S SCRIPTURE&lt;br /&gt; “For God’s gifts and His call can never be withdrawn”  (Romans 11:29, NLT).&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S WORD from Joel and Victoria&lt;br /&gt;What is the vision that you have for your future? Maybe at one time you were excited about your life—you had big goals, big dreams, but  you went through some disappointments or life didn’t turn out the way you planned and now you’ve just settled where you are. But understand, God’s plan for your life didn’t go away just because you had some disappointments, setbacks, or because somebody treated you unfairly. God didn’t write you off just because you made some poor decisions. No, He knew every mistake you’d ever make; He knew every person who would wrong you, and He still called you. He still designed a perfect plan for your life. No matter what’s happened in your past, God’s plan for your good remains. He still has a bright future in store for you. If you will get your hopes back and get your vision in line with God’s Word, then the rest of your life will be the best of your life! Keep standing, keep believing, and get a vision for your future because the Lord has an amazing future in store for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PRAYER FOR TODAY&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You for loving me. Thank you for calling me and giving my life purpose. I choose to shake off the past; I choose to forgive those who have hurt me, and I choose to keep my eyes on You, knowing that You will complete the good work You started in my life. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-3026217713377119925?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3026217713377119925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=3026217713377119925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/3026217713377119925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/3026217713377119925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-call-remains.html' title='His Call Remains'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-9209339972918094583</id><published>2009-03-24T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:02:16.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love and restoration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-9209339972918094583?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/9209339972918094583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=9209339972918094583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/9209339972918094583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/9209339972918094583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-and-restoration.html' title=''/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-2473931578596409557</id><published>2008-07-11T11:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:38:47.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Pride stikes again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SHd3Mndw6VI/AAAAAAAAABs/XhQH273IbMw/s1600-h/grad+trip+and+grad+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773351595338066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SHd3Mndw6VI/AAAAAAAAABs/XhQH273IbMw/s320/grad+trip+and+grad+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On June 19th my baby graduated from Cornerstone Christian Academy. What a happy-sad day. What a beautiful young lady my daughter has become, inside and out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has received a few awards at graduation and also was voted as valedictorian of her graduating class. This is the words of my daughter on the night of her graduation.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been at Cornerstone since Senior Kindergarden and loved every minute of it. Now that this time has come, I am both excited for what lays ahead but sad to leave so much behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The times we as a class have shared are irreplaceable. We've laughed and cried. We've fought, we've encouraged and we've prayed. Through the years we have grown close to each other and will be engraved in each others hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many memories have been made and shared but a few stand out. Our tributes to our neighbours in Napanee. Baking, raking, shoveling and helping out. Our reality projects including inheriting a house to furnish under a budget. Buying and keeping a car gased and lawfully driveable. We shared our parents pain in the price of gas everyday. A hugging contest to get over our nerves for our hugging scenes in this years musical. Each of our class trips and playing pranks on each other over the past two years. Notably the girls and Mrs. Mutch have won. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most of you know we have also had the privilege of having a great new teacher brought into our lives. Ms Merrimen, with her many memories were made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She taught us the "Moose song", which I'm sure will stay with us longer than any science class. And most of all her laugh. I honestly don't remember a class where we didn't laugh about something. Either with her or at her. Her often mistakes in grammar, which include telling Ty to die. On course we were told that they both sound the same and could easily be missaid. And learning about the Manifest Destiny or is it Man against Destiny? She has brought so much laughter into our class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I was very young I have had a dream, a dream to change the world. I hope to make the laws under Gods word. Keep prayer in decision making. Help establish to poorer countries like Africa, Guatemala, Haiti, Burundi and Brazil. House girls in China, and stop child and woman abuse. Also to really spread Gods word throughout the world. My friends and teachers here at Cornerstone have placed in me, my faith in God, to help me through it. The courage , to speak out. The determination, to do it. The patience, to listen. Literacy and Grammar, to voice my opinions. The thoughtfulness, to care. And shown me the path to lead the world on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single one of these graduates has a purpose and some dream. We have future pastors, a lawyer, and teachers. Many have yet to decide but we know it is Mrs. Mutch's passion that we become strong Christian leaders. I would like to challenge the graduates to go after your dreams and fulfill the purpose God has give you. Inspire those around you and keep God with you in everything you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people have contributed to help us see that. Each of these people have added to our character. Our teachers who have taught us so much, even when we didn't feel like learning, putting their own time aside to help us and taking a real interest in seeing us improve. Deb Simpson, for her help around the school and those great pictures of all the grads she took, got developed and gave us. Gary senior, he's an amazing guy and would do anything and everything for you. I have a funny story in which he was referred to as the "freaky janitor". Always in the hallway to tease us, and just being a goofy guy. We used to think he got payed every time he cut the grass, because he's always out there working. We made a great joke about it, but he means so much more to us than that. Mrs. Simpson for her fashion advice and her example in setting goals for yourself and meeting them. Our chapel speakers for teaching and encouraging us. Our parents for allowing us to be here and supporting us. Cornerstone is a private school and there is a tuition. Parents have put in extra hours and some work more than one job to pay school bills. Our parents love us so much and want the best for us. We love you guys so much and thank you with all of our hearts. And most of all God, for being there everyday and setting the true example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you would keep us in your thoughts and prayers, for continual guidande as we move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-2473931578596409557?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/2473931578596409557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=2473931578596409557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/2473931578596409557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/2473931578596409557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/07/moms-pride-stikes-again.html' title='Mom&apos;s Pride stikes again.'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SHd3Mndw6VI/AAAAAAAAABs/XhQH273IbMw/s72-c/grad+trip+and+grad+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-8343748092443666261</id><published>2008-06-04T10:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:16:53.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Pride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SEatq1Yqy7I/AAAAAAAAABc/ufVVrwAG2SI/s1600-h/new+downloads+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208040970497215410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SEatq1Yqy7I/AAAAAAAAABc/ufVVrwAG2SI/s320/new+downloads+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SEam0MHXksI/AAAAAAAAABU/eQBpIThlLMI/s1600-h/new+downloads+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208033434636096194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SEam0MHXksI/AAAAAAAAABU/eQBpIThlLMI/s320/new+downloads+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made it to the computer and have time to update you my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On May 31st Cheyenne had a horse show......but it got rained out. She has been working hard at training, babysitting for money for horse stuff, baseball, leading kids worship, and graduation prep...........On June 1st was school track and field she took 3 first place in running and a 2nd place. She also took a 2nd in running long jump. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyler also had a great track day. He was doing awsome. One of his runs he was so close to being the first with another kid but they gave it to the other kid. (Kyler was first by a breath....... lol) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was good. He also out threw all the other kids in the baseball throw but fouled across the line just a hair. No problem. He was good. ( I sound like one of those moms........my kid won but......but ......)He also has baseball on Thursdays which he has been missing jr high regretfully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would it be terribly boastful to say my kids are so awsome. I am so proud of them. I love being Mom. Jesus loves me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Real Mothers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sand box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS often have sticky floors, filthy ovens, and happy kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS know that dried playdough doesn't come out of carpets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS do not want to know what the vacuum just sucked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REAL MOTHERS know that a child's growth isn't measured by height or years or grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is measured by the progresssion of Mama to Mommy to Mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( you all are REAL MOTHERS... even if you make quiche, keep the kids away from your utensils, have clean floors, ovens and still happy kids, don't let playdough near your carpet, watch where you vacuum,  )LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-8343748092443666261?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8343748092443666261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=8343748092443666261&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8343748092443666261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8343748092443666261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/06/moms-pride.html' title='Mom&apos;s Pride.'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/SEatq1Yqy7I/AAAAAAAAABc/ufVVrwAG2SI/s72-c/new+downloads+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-4277450137525958003</id><published>2008-04-18T10:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:25:35.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Highs</title><content type='html'>~Laughing so hard your face hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lying in bed listining to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Finding a $20 bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Waking up to the smell of hot Coffee(ice capp) that someone&lt;br /&gt;  else has made for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Riding a bike downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Hot towels out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mom telling you she loves you no matter how old you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a&lt;br /&gt;   much-desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Getting out of bed every morning and thanking God for&lt;br /&gt;  another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sitting on your deck with the sun on you reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The interrupting sound of my kids arguing because I can&lt;br /&gt;  hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Hearing from your spouse that you are irreplaceable.&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/5630801538306731302-4277450137525958003?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4277450137525958003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=4277450137525958003&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/4277450137525958003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/4277450137525958003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/04/natural-highs.html' title='Natural Highs'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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-5630801538306731302.post-8613330054779829001</id><published>2008-04-07T14:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:58:55.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patti Needs......complements of google</title><content type='html'>I did a google search for "Patti needs" and this is what I got. ... Amy and Amanda did it........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Patti needs to buy a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I’m Patti and if there’s one thing I know how to do, it’s prepare for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Patti needs to take in high quantities of concentrated enzymes that will help to break down the fibrin meshwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Patti needs to follow her own advice ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Patty needs to know that God’s judgment is not based on popularity and that repentance precedes forgiveness and restitution follows. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Patti needs to be checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Patti is so honest and trustworthy. She put our needs 1st above anything else. I would recommend her to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Patti needs a cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Patty needs to understand there are three main objectives that she must stick to or else her planning will fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Patti needs to go back to her mid-range where she is the strongest, and stike to ballads and classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Patti needs to start rehearsing her Tony acceptance speech because she's a shoo-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Patti needs her sales staff to pick up the pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Patti needs to keep up good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Patti needs a make-over: until she takes care of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Patti Needs More Exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what google thinks I need. I'll have to work on that.  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-8613330054779829001?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8613330054779829001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=8613330054779829001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8613330054779829001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8613330054779829001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/04/patti-needscomplements-of-google.html' title='Patti Needs......complements of google'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-11773841615887412</id><published>2008-04-07T14:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:17:40.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Only Way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To Fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Is To Quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-11773841615887412?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/11773841615887412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=11773841615887412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/11773841615887412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/11773841615887412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-christ-only-way-to-fail-is-to-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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-5630801538306731302.post-1078145667343411081</id><published>2008-04-02T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:44:47.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year. New Dreams...Joy...Hurt....Discoveries...</title><content type='html'>With the New Year came something VERY new to me...I have always been quit strong in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt; outlook on things that happen to Me in life. Some pretty drastic things have happen and I always stood strong on my faith and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt; ways of finding strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come New Year I suddenly was feeling things that I had not let myself feel. Some were past hurts, disappointments, grief, love, fears,...........I was totally lost in all this feeling that I was almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unlivable&lt;/span&gt; to my children,Mark, and friends . I had an insecure, scared, lost and very troubled couple of months. The more hurt and scared and insecure I got,the more I was closing doors to everyone except Mark and my kids. But I wasn't really getting what I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;needing&lt;/span&gt;. Mark had went away on a trip at a time when I needed his security which left me feeling even more lost and scared. I didn't understand the feelings and my inability to find my usual optimistic self. My mom, my spiritual rock(next to God)kept talking to me and telling me to listen to praise music and read. On ( a ) saturday she had to get me out of bed at 3:00 in the afternoon and had me go out with her just to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must face my obsicles and let hurt to be felt and recover instead of let them be shelved .&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to alot of praise and read a few books and my bible to find Me,a new me .&lt;br /&gt;I have found a new love for my husband, my kids have always been my joy. Cheyenne wrote a quote and posted it by the computer "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass.....it's about learning to dance in the rain." of course she has wit to toss you for a loop too. She came to me one day and asked what was wrong..... I replied I seemed to forget how to dance in the rain. ......she then replies "oh mom, just make it up, it don't matter" ........and walked away like there ya go, all fixed. Made me smile knowing that's me I'm listening to. Kyler he just walks up and hugs you full force no words necessary .&lt;br /&gt;I found Love in my husband, joy in my children,faith in my mother, support and concern in my dad and stepmom, and patience in all of you who saw something wasn't right and offered your support.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE joy, I HAVE love, I HAVE faith , I HAVE friends that love me, I HAVE an awsome niece and nephew, I HAVE security, ...............&lt;br /&gt;Patti is back .&lt;br /&gt;I think thats why the drama EVERYTHING was so awsome. It reminded me that Jesus will jump in if  I am doing everything I can to get to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-1078145667343411081?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/1078145667343411081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=1078145667343411081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/1078145667343411081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/1078145667343411081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-year-new-dreamsjoyhurtdiscoveries.html' title='New Year. New Dreams...Joy...Hurt....Discoveries...'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-4836672504370372748</id><published>2008-03-28T15:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:08:02.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>Cheyenne showed me this site and the video. I love it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What an awsome video to reach her friends or anyone. The video is soo..........cool. I love dramas. I did some at a church I used to go to. My mom was the youth leader and I helped her do an awsome....potently awsome drama with the youth.&lt;br /&gt;The site below is for the video. Watch and I dare you not to cry or shout or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Utube .......go to Godtube.&lt;br /&gt;http&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5"&gt;://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-4836672504370372748?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/4836672504370372748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=4836672504370372748&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/4836672504370372748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/4836672504370372748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpgodtube.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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-5630801538306731302.post-6308346721668232426</id><published>2007-05-05T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:40:59.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graditude Saturday</title><content type='html'>I have finally gotten to post on a graditude saturday.......I am thankful to God for loving me unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my husband(who loves me)&lt;br /&gt;2. my children (who are my joy)&lt;br /&gt;3.my friends (who never let me forget what's important)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lindsey and Mason (my neice and nephew that I love very much)&lt;br /&gt;5. Their mother Amy (who let me go to Lindseys birthday party today&lt;br /&gt;                                           and is letting me have them two weekends this month)&lt;br /&gt;6.the sun on my face and eyes that see the beauty of summer coming.&lt;br /&gt;7. my blogging friends and all the great things I get to read.You are all a blessing&lt;br /&gt;8. my health.&lt;br /&gt;9. Chris Tomlin(for sun worshipping, housework, driving in my van, sad days and glad days&lt;br /&gt;10. My mother who raised me to love God and to have a good set of values.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-6308346721668232426?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/6308346721668232426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=6308346721668232426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/6308346721668232426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/6308346721668232426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2007/05/graditude-saturday.html' title='Graditude Saturday'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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-5630801538306731302.post-3716962225360916132</id><published>2007-04-20T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T09:20:03.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello sunshine !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Another beautiful day of sunshine......yaaaaaahhhhoooo.  I want to put my laundry out on the line. I want to arrange my lawn chairs on my deck. I want to plant a beautiful array of flowers around my yard. I want to open all of my windows and smell fresh cut grass. I want to be the one riding the riding lawn tracker around the yard listening to Chris Tomlin on my walkman. I wanna lay in the grass with my kids and imagine cloud shapes........ Oh no....!!!!.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clothes line isn't hooked up yet. The deck is still in the middle of my yard because of the renovate. The flowers would die if I planted them yet.  I really can't open the window for more than 30 minute just to air out the place and I won't smell fresh cut grass and I won't be the one cutting grass yet either. If I lay on the ground I will stilll get muddy and likely get sick......Oh bother....!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me see...... I can just go out side and feel the sun on my hair and smell the smell  of spring trying to warm up. I can take my kids out and play a game of catch or basketball. I can still play Chris Tomlin on the walkman and of all things WALK... oh my . I can clean up my gardens so I can have them ready to plant. I can get out the riding toys that its been to muddy to get out. I can wash my window so the sun can shine in to its fullest.(not that my window are filthy enough to stop sun rays....oh you know what I mean) I can BBQ my lunch and that always smells awsome ...... I have to go I have some sun to worship.  Ohhh don't frown at me like that I'm not worshiping the sun itself. When I was in Florida I layed in my lawn chair by the pool listening to worship music on my walkman..... so I kept saying Im a sun worshiper. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful sun worshiping day .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-3716962225360916132?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/3716962225360916132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=3716962225360916132&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/3716962225360916132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/3716962225360916132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-sunshine.html' title='Hello sunshine !!!!!!'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-244455343536432840</id><published>2007-03-23T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:49:00.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaw vacation a success</title><content type='html'>On March 4th we left for sunny Florida and stayed til March 21st.&lt;br /&gt;We had awsome weather. Not a bad day the whole time. Marks parents have a place down there so we just get there and they keep us. We saw dalphins swimming in the ocean near us while we were at the beach. Mark and Kyler went to see an NHL hockey game in Tampa on the 20th. Kyler really enjoyed that. Mark and I had a date night and went out for supper at a place called Sharkys on the Pier. We look forward to that when we go down. Alot of the time I just sat in the sun watching the kids play in the pool listening to a worship tape on the walkman........so I guess I'm a sun worshiper. hahahahahahh&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice to go away to the sun but it was a long time without my friends. A bit lonely at times. I missed you friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-244455343536432840?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/244455343536432840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=244455343536432840&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/244455343536432840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/244455343536432840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2007/03/shaw-vacation-success.html' title='Shaw vacation a success'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-8069536024601115266</id><published>2007-02-27T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:19:39.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Attitude Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/ReR6S7aJdCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nNSUuUmcHfs/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036284748910654498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/ReR6S7aJdCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nNSUuUmcHfs/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ~ To reach the top of the highest peak you must first believe that you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5630801538306731302-8069536024601115266?l=pattishawspage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/feeds/8069536024601115266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5630801538306731302&amp;postID=8069536024601115266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8069536024601115266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5630801538306731302/posts/default/8069536024601115266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pattishawspage.blogspot.com/2007/02/attitude-quote_27.html' title='~ Attitude Quote'/><author><name>Patti's Passion</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_BwzN0SaQ-eY/ReR6S7aJdCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nNSUuUmcHfs/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5630801538306731302.post-7816457665535531598</id><published>2007-02-26T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:43:31.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~My King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My King was born King. The Bible says He's a Seven Way King. He's the King of the Jews-that's a radical King. He's the King of Israel-that's a National King. He's the King of righteousness. He's the King of the ages. He's the King of Heaven. He's the King of glory. He's King of kings and Lord of lords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now that's my King! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wonder do you know him? Do you know my King?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said the Heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament show His handiwork. My King is the only one whom there are no means of measure can define His limitless love. No far seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of His shore supplies. No barriers can hinder Him from pouring out His blessing. He's enduringly strong. He's entirely sincere. He's eternally steadfast. He's immortally graceful. He's imperially powerful. He's impartially merciful.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; That's my King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He's God's Son. He's the sinner's saviour. He's the centrepiece of civilization. He stands alone in Himself. He's august. He's unique. He's unparalleled. He's unprecedented. He's supreme. He's pre-eminent. He's the loftiest idea in literature. He's the highest personality in philosophy. He's the supreme problem in high criticism. He's the fundamental doctrine od proved theology. He's the carnal necessity of spiritual religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's my King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He's the miracle of the age. He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him. He's the only one able to supply all of our needs simultaneously. He's supplies strength for the weak. He's available for the tempted and the tried. He sympathizes and He saves. He's strong and He guides. He heals the sick. He cleanses the lepers. He forgives sinners. He discharged debtors. He delivers the captives. He defends the feeble. He blesses the young. He serves the unfortunate. He regards the aged. He rewards the diligent and He beautifies the meek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you know him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My King is the key of knowledge. He's the wellspring of wisdom. He's the doorway of deliverance. He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway of righteousness. He's the highway of holiness. He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway of righteousness. He's the highway of holiness. He's the gateway of glory. He's the master of the mighty.He's the captain of the conquerors. He's the head of heroes. He's the leader of the legislatures. He's the overseer of the overcomers. He's the governor of governors. He's the prince of princes. He's the King of kings and the Lord of lords. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's my King! That's my King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His office is manifold. His promisse is sure. His light is matchless. His goodness is limitless. His mercy is everlasting. His love never changes. His Word is enough. His grace is sufficient. His reign is righteous. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you, but He's indescribable. He's incomprehensible. He's invincible. He's irresistible. I tell you the heavens cannot contain Him, let alone a man explaining Him. You can't get Him out of your mind. You can't get Him off of your hands. You can't outlive Him and you can't live without Him. Well, Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him. Pilot couldn't find any fault in Him. The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree. Herod couldn't kill Him. Death couldn't handle Him and the grave couldn't hold Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's my King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He always has been and He always will be. I'm talking about He had no predecessor and He'll have no successor. There was nobody before Him and there'll be nobody after Him. You can't impeach Him and He's not going to resign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's my King! That's my King! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory. All the power belongs to my King. We're around here talking about black power and white power and green power, but it's God's power and glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen   &lt;br /&gt;                                        S.M. 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