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	<title>Comments on: Random Thoughts on Easter Monday Night</title>
	<link>http://sivinkit.net/archives/3611</link>
	<description>happenings in my head and heart this side of heaven</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 00:50:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Sivin</title>
		<link>http://sivinkit.net/archives/3611#comment-12611</link>
		<dc:creator>Sivin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 23:56:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Phek Kin - Yes, I think the emotional demands on us is tremendous these days.  We can be overwhelmed easily.  The old song pops into my head even now, "Precious Lord, Take my hand. ... lead me on ..."

As for the kids, the quiet slumbers are great ... but they do have the other side of them which drives me nuts sometimes.  This parenting thing is such a long learning curve!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Phek Kin - Yes, I think the emotional demands on us is tremendous these days.  We can be overwhelmed easily.  The old song pops into my head even now, &#8220;Precious Lord, Take my hand. &#8230; lead me on &#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>As for the kids, the quiet slumbers are great &#8230; but they do have the other side of them which drives me nuts sometimes.  This parenting thing is such a long learning curve!</p>
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		<title>By: Phek Kin</title>
		<link>http://sivinkit.net/archives/3611#comment-12568</link>
		<dc:creator>Phek Kin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 19:03:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thinking of Easter and the world we live in is like walking through a jungle: It is intriguing, alluring, yet nerve wrecking at the same time. Like a pendulum swinging between joy and despair and all the in-between. 
To hold on to my nerves, I asked the Lord to hold my hand.

p/s- quiet moments at night with the children sweet in slumber are my moments of peace and security.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thinking of Easter and the world we live in is like walking through a jungle: It is intriguing, alluring, yet nerve wrecking at the same time. Like a pendulum swinging between joy and despair and all the in-between.<br />
To hold on to my nerves, I asked the Lord to hold my hand.</p>
<p>p/s- quiet moments at night with the children sweet in slumber are my moments of peace and security.</p>
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