<?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-29075588</id><updated>2012-02-11T02:06:31.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem A Day</title><subtitle type='html'>Mediocre poetry that I am polluting the world with.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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void.&lt;br /&gt;Happens outside Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spam&lt;br /&gt;I hit the button,&lt;br /&gt;Mark as spam and yet you email&lt;br /&gt;Messages unread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecurls&lt;br /&gt;Orange and&lt;br /&gt;I eat your cheesy goodness,&lt;br /&gt;While hid from the dean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1859443203701420534?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1859443203701420534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1859443203701420534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1859443203701420534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1859443203701420534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/hakui.html' title='Hakui'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2839747068406758147</id><published>2009-07-04T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:51:47.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know that Now</title><content type='html'>I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I know that now.&lt;br /&gt;I judged without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I know that now.&lt;br /&gt;Barely had the thoughts escaped my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Hardly had the final prayer been said,&lt;br /&gt;I had condemned.&lt;br /&gt;Condemned.&lt;br /&gt;Condemned.&lt;br /&gt;To find one faithful&lt;br /&gt;Proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I know that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2839747068406758147?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2839747068406758147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2839747068406758147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2839747068406758147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2839747068406758147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-that-now.html' title='I Know that Now'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-784611280295815485</id><published>2009-06-07T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:47:01.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message in a Bottle</title><content type='html'>When I was little,&lt;br /&gt;Dreamed of all the places&lt;br /&gt;My bottle would travel.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people who’d read my message,&lt;br /&gt;All the people who’d see the words I’d wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was old,&lt;br /&gt;Found that bottle in the creek.&lt;br /&gt;Buried ten feet from where I’d tossed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8979001337664642681</id><published>2009-03-25T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:43:36.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>Cinderella come and take &lt;br /&gt;This man away.&lt;br /&gt;Whisk him off to kingdom far&lt;br /&gt;You soon will see:&lt;br /&gt;Within beats a Prince’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;Take him away&lt;br /&gt;Far from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8979001337664642681?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8979001337664642681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8979001337664642681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8979001337664642681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8979001337664642681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/03/fairy-tale.html' title='Fairy Tale'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-834253518159229436</id><published>2009-02-23T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:37:40.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Love</title><content type='html'>In your black suit, &lt;br /&gt;All stuffy and solemn,&lt;br /&gt;So against your character.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Love.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to wear your smiley boxers&lt;br /&gt;And Walmart T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you would talk,&lt;br /&gt;Tell a joke or funny story&lt;br /&gt;To lighten the mood.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to hang out at the beach,&lt;br /&gt;To laugh and talk.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go now love.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casket closes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-834253518159229436?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/834253518159229436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=834253518159229436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/834253518159229436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/834253518159229436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-love.html' title='Sorry Love'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2766943341258961318</id><published>2009-01-26T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:06:00.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Romance</title><content type='html'>Winter is the perfect time to&lt;br /&gt;Fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Warm nights by the fire,&lt;br /&gt;Romantic walks, &lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes melting on our tongues.&lt;br /&gt;If only I wasn't &lt;br /&gt;Slippin and sliddin&lt;br /&gt;On the unplowed roads of your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2766943341258961318?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2766943341258961318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2766943341258961318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2766943341258961318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2766943341258961318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-romance.html' title='Winter Romance'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-7334632004001194380</id><published>2009-01-18T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:08:51.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case my Unspoken Words Should Find Your Unhearing Ears</title><content type='html'>You might have heard the rumors.&lt;br /&gt;Listened to the gossip.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to you&lt;br /&gt;My breath catches in my throat &lt;br /&gt;The words don’t want to come out&lt;br /&gt;When our hands brush accidentally &lt;br /&gt;I can’t move&lt;br /&gt;Or think&lt;br /&gt;Or speak.&lt;br /&gt;I love: &lt;br /&gt;Your glasses &lt;br /&gt;The way your smile takes over your face&lt;br /&gt;Your words, all musical and breathy.   &lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7334632004001194380?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7334632004001194380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7334632004001194380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7334632004001194380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7334632004001194380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-case-my-unspoken-words-should-find.html' title='In Case my Unspoken Words Should Find Your Unhearing Ears'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-6085085636517457472</id><published>2009-01-06T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:15:55.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Smile</title><content type='html'>Hard to believe I’ve lasted this long.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe you never noticed,&lt;br /&gt;Never seen behind my smile.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think I was fooling anyone,&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t believe I had the world by the tail.&lt;br /&gt;You just never caught on,&lt;br /&gt;Never saw behind the smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6085085636517457472?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6085085636517457472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6085085636517457472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6085085636517457472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6085085636517457472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/behind-smile.html' title='Behind the Smile'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-7064040555665401035</id><published>2009-01-05T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:11:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left-Over Ramen</title><content type='html'>The rooms are empty now.&lt;br /&gt;Silent.&lt;br /&gt;The only sign we once roamed these halls:&lt;br /&gt;Left-over Ramen in the fridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7064040555665401035?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7064040555665401035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7064040555665401035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7064040555665401035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7064040555665401035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/left-over-ramen.html' title='Left-Over Ramen'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3391321020167751604</id><published>2009-01-03T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:43:50.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Ten Who Left the Adventist Church”</title><content type='html'>I was intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;The title – self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;Stole hurried glances,&lt;br /&gt;Devoured what I could.&lt;br /&gt;The words - mirrors of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;The book – fire in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3391321020167751604?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3391321020167751604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=3391321020167751604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3391321020167751604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3391321020167751604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/ten-who-left-adventist-church.html' title='“Ten Who Left the Adventist Church”'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-948408947653030344</id><published>2008-10-09T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:05:47.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You?</title><content type='html'>I wonder how you sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;Do you drift into a dreamless state,&lt;br /&gt;Spend a peaceful night?&lt;br /&gt;Or is your pillow soaked with tears,&lt;br /&gt;Your sleep restless and disturbed,&lt;br /&gt;As is mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-948408947653030344?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/948408947653030344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=948408947653030344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/948408947653030344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/948408947653030344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you.html' title='Do You?'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2946467766421406067</id><published>2008-09-24T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:19:27.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking</title><content type='html'>I tried to be half the woman you are,&lt;br /&gt;To talk&lt;br /&gt;Instead of assume.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I stood there crying&lt;br /&gt;As you condemned me farther.&lt;br /&gt;I walked away, &lt;br /&gt;Twice the woman you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2946467766421406067?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2946467766421406067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2946467766421406067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2946467766421406067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2946467766421406067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/09/talking.html' title='Talking'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-331003012804204480</id><published>2008-09-09T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:31:59.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Rebuke</title><content type='html'>I had just been rebuked,&lt;br /&gt;Cold sips of water to&lt;br /&gt;Keep the tears down.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, &lt;br /&gt;She got up from her knees&lt;br /&gt;Crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-331003012804204480?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/331003012804204480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=331003012804204480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/331003012804204480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/331003012804204480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/09/silent-rebuke.html' title='Silent Rebuke'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-7825331086941644884</id><published>2008-08-25T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:47:54.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm Rages On</title><content type='html'>Lord save me. &lt;br /&gt;Help me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you in my boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7825331086941644884?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7825331086941644884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7825331086941644884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7825331086941644884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7825331086941644884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/08/storm-rages-on.html' title='The Storm Rages On'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1346783422625650996</id><published>2008-08-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:39:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Watching Movies Late at Night</title><content type='html'>I lied at night.&lt;br /&gt;Said I was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drug of my choice,&lt;br /&gt;I give in to my passions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1346783422625650996?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1346783422625650996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1346783422625650996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1346783422625650996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1346783422625650996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-watching-movies-late-at-night.html' title='On Watching Movies Late at Night'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8305389410606509637</id><published>2008-07-30T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:25:09.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrite</title><content type='html'>I know what you did,&lt;br /&gt;The words that escaped &lt;br /&gt;Your lips.&lt;br /&gt;And you condemn us?&lt;br /&gt;May God deal with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8305389410606509637?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8305389410606509637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8305389410606509637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8305389410606509637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8305389410606509637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/07/hypocrite.html' title='Hypocrite'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-6871677519699016539</id><published>2008-06-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:53:21.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lowest Point</title><content type='html'>In such a place&lt;br /&gt;I never thought.&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;I never lived&lt;br /&gt;Like this.&lt;br /&gt;You have brought me&lt;br /&gt;To my lowest point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6871677519699016539?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6871677519699016539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6871677519699016539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6871677519699016539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6871677519699016539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/06/lowest-point.html' title='Lowest Point'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3007292506223433386</id><published>2008-06-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:20:49.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaited</title><content type='html'>Somewhere from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I snap,&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing your games&lt;br /&gt;And decide to act real.&lt;br /&gt;Taken by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Your response is still&lt;br /&gt;Awaited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3007292506223433386?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3007292506223433386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=3007292506223433386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3007292506223433386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3007292506223433386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/06/awaited.html' title='Awaited'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-7416403452418440994</id><published>2008-06-27T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:56:12.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure</title><content type='html'>Bruised,&lt;br /&gt;Battered,&lt;br /&gt;Torn.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I stand pure.&lt;br /&gt;My intentions&lt;br /&gt;Honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7416403452418440994?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7416403452418440994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7416403452418440994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7416403452418440994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7416403452418440994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/06/pure.html' title='Pure'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1160629595250400811</id><published>2008-05-11T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:27:38.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sided</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to look at the issue from both sides,&lt;br /&gt;To see their point and mine.&lt;br /&gt;But I just keep getting wrapped up in my problem.&lt;br /&gt;How can I see both sides&lt;br /&gt;If my side is the one I am living?&lt;br /&gt;How can I see both sides?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1160629595250400811?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1160629595250400811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1160629595250400811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1160629595250400811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1160629595250400811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-sided.html' title='One Sided'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8165596987553788461</id><published>2008-04-21T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:57:54.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hartland Girl</title><content type='html'>She changes clothes throughout the day,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to look her best.&lt;br /&gt;With her hair done up like that,&lt;br /&gt;People feel intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;After the day is done &lt;br /&gt;And we are chilaxing in her room,&lt;br /&gt;I see her with her hair down and &lt;br /&gt;I am not scared of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8165596987553788461?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8165596987553788461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8165596987553788461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8165596987553788461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8165596987553788461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/hartland-girl.html' title='Hartland Girl'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5343084362210172561</id><published>2008-04-19T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:51:12.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>I lay here all awake.&lt;br /&gt;Lost without my mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;Can't use music to drown out&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making some choices right now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing some things,&lt;br /&gt;That I just need stop and think about.&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect,&lt;br /&gt;It was a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5343084362210172561?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5343084362210172561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=5343084362210172561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5343084362210172561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5343084362210172561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5365222164560522104</id><published>2008-04-18T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:58:26.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>Shoot the bad guys,&lt;br /&gt;Free the hostage.&lt;br /&gt;Spare me the details,&lt;br /&gt;I know how it will end.&lt;br /&gt;Put the main character&lt;br /&gt;On death row,&lt;br /&gt;Strap him to a bomb,&lt;br /&gt;Push him off a cliff,&lt;br /&gt;He never dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter a guy&lt;br /&gt;And a girl.&lt;br /&gt;They start to interact,&lt;br /&gt;To fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Start a fight right about the middle,&lt;br /&gt;Can be about a song,&lt;br /&gt;A conversation,&lt;br /&gt;Another girl.&lt;br /&gt;Spare me the details.&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;The guy gets the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scare me with all &lt;br /&gt;You've got.&lt;br /&gt;Haunt me with &lt;br /&gt;Absurdity. &lt;br /&gt;Spare me the details.&lt;br /&gt;You leave me frightened,&lt;br /&gt;Of cripples, &lt;br /&gt;Ticks,&lt;br /&gt;Staying home alone,&lt;br /&gt;In daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can make a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5365222164560522104?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5365222164560522104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=5365222164560522104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5365222164560522104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Son?&lt;br /&gt;If you clothe the lilies,&lt;br /&gt;Why allow Christ&lt;br /&gt;To be nailed nearly naked on a Roman cross?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2752455586727593252?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2752455586727593252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2752455586727593252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2752455586727593252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2752455586727593252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3732614625077641462</id><published>2008-04-16T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:11:37.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Changing and the Result</title><content type='html'>I look at what I have become, &lt;br /&gt;This monster I have changed into,&lt;br /&gt;This person I now despise.&lt;br /&gt;Look close. &lt;br /&gt;View the change.&lt;br /&gt;The way I walk,&lt;br /&gt;The way I talk to my friends,&lt;br /&gt;The ones I used to call my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet the enemies keep creeping back,&lt;br /&gt;The ones I pushed from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Made disappear,&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the thin veil&lt;br /&gt;Of my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person I have become,&lt;br /&gt;This image I now maintain,&lt;br /&gt;Cost the friendship of my friends&lt;br /&gt;And failed to my enemies disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3732614625077641462?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3732614625077641462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=3732614625077641462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3732614625077641462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3732614625077641462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5130472695747031926</id><published>2008-04-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:55:40.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic in the Night</title><content type='html'>After a night of &lt;br /&gt;Tireless effort,&lt;br /&gt;I save the document&lt;br /&gt;And stumble off to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Only to awake&lt;br /&gt;And find&lt;br /&gt;Jibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fill the pages,&lt;br /&gt;Write all night,&lt;br /&gt;Have nothing &lt;br /&gt;Good to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think &lt;br /&gt;When I awake, &lt;br /&gt;These pages will be filled&lt;br /&gt;With words&lt;br /&gt;That carry&lt;br /&gt;Their weight in gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-25940466539484219</id><published>2008-04-11T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:31:41.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up for Air</title><content type='html'>Gun to my head,&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;Can't breathe. &lt;br /&gt;Can't move.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally i break through,&lt;br /&gt;Come up for air,&lt;br /&gt;Feel like my prayers&lt;br /&gt;Reach the heavens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-25940466539484219?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/25940466539484219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dark room, &lt;br /&gt;you are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;In New York City,&lt;br /&gt;preparing for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Laying wide awake,&lt;br /&gt;Surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in a dark room,&lt;br /&gt;I am all alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7350023920900323068?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7350023920900323068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7350023920900323068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7350023920900323068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7350023920900323068'/><link 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much&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give up my treasures&lt;br /&gt;Another day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sacrifice my idols&lt;br /&gt;To You,&lt;br /&gt;Sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day &lt;br /&gt;I sat there in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;When a buyer came to pay&lt;br /&gt;I would just tell him&lt;br /&gt;The treasure had already sold,&lt;br /&gt;And was waiting for pick-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give up my treasures&lt;br /&gt;Another day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sacrifice my idols&lt;br /&gt;To You, &lt;br /&gt;Sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was getting darker,&lt;br /&gt;As I packed the &lt;br /&gt;Treasures in their newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;One last customer came by,&lt;br /&gt;Offered to buy them all.&lt;br /&gt;I said the price was more&lt;br /&gt;Than he could afford,&lt;br /&gt;But he opened up His palms &lt;br /&gt;And there I saw the &lt;br /&gt;Scares I had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my treasures&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;I sacrificed my idols&lt;br /&gt;To You. &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I give up my heart to you.&lt;br /&gt;Draw me close and make me true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-4293589454668718978?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4293589454668718978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=4293589454668718978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/4293589454668718978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/4293589454668718978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/garage-sale.html' title='The Garage Sale'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3284397772164527851</id><published>2008-04-04T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:48:55.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph of Arimathaea</title><content type='html'>Your gold and silver&lt;br /&gt;Bought this tomb, &lt;br /&gt;Fit for God.&lt;br /&gt;You planned it for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;But when the Master needed,&lt;br /&gt;You gave it up. &lt;br /&gt;Were you sure he was&lt;br /&gt;Rising?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think &lt;br /&gt;You'd get to use it anyhow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3284397772164527851?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3284397772164527851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=3284397772164527851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3284397772164527851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3284397772164527851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/joseph-of-arimathaea.html' title='Joseph of Arimathaea'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-159922905259825329</id><published>2008-04-02T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:22:53.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicodemus</title><content type='html'>You came at night&lt;br /&gt;To hear the story.&lt;br /&gt;To hear how one is&lt;br /&gt;Born again.&lt;br /&gt;But in the hour, &lt;br /&gt;Of the master's darkest trial,&lt;br /&gt;When the disciples&lt;br /&gt;Forsook the one they loved,&lt;br /&gt;You followed him&lt;br /&gt;And made your stand,&lt;br /&gt;In the court of your peers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-159922905259825329?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3597892635513103528</id><published>2008-03-06T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:39:23.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Surrender All</title><content type='html'>My mind is in a tumult.&lt;br /&gt;The only relief is a dreamless sleep,&lt;br /&gt;But the price is paid in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;After my sub-conscience has wrestled.  &lt;br /&gt;I feel like the end is near.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is sifting my soul.&lt;br /&gt;He wants me on His side.&lt;br /&gt;If only I “surrender all”,&lt;br /&gt;I hear the still small voice repeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3597892635513103528?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3128833134006757540</id><published>2008-03-05T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:14:40.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USA in Bible Prophecy</title><content type='html'>America stands proud,&lt;br /&gt;The country of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;The land of the prosperous, &lt;br /&gt;This place that I love.&lt;br /&gt;But my love is not blind,&lt;br /&gt;For I know what will happen,&lt;br /&gt;What will become of the flag:&lt;br /&gt;Red for the martyrs you'll slay.&lt;br /&gt;Blue for the law you'll trample.&lt;br /&gt;White for the purity of the few who will stand,&lt;br /&gt;Against the country I had loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-3128833134006757540?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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stand by the deceased,&lt;br /&gt;Unsure of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;He lived a good life,&lt;br /&gt;Only to be cut short in the &lt;br /&gt;Prime.&lt;br /&gt;I knew him.&lt;br /&gt;He lived in my  building.&lt;br /&gt;I had passed him at Walmart.&lt;br /&gt;If only I had known he was dying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service ends as I &lt;br /&gt;Flush the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;And watch my goldfish&lt;br /&gt;Disappear forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8057563122841849245?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8057563122841849245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8057563122841849245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2495772224554047107?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2495772224554047107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2495772224554047107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2495772224554047107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2495772224554047107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-crush.html' title='Just a Crush?'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-6306184700917800191</id><published>2008-02-21T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:12:39.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Left Feet</title><content type='html'>He's like the fat kid &lt;br /&gt;No one wants to dance with&lt;br /&gt;The ugly one that everyone&lt;br /&gt;Avoids.&lt;br /&gt;The short guy with the too long&lt;br /&gt;Mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dances to a beat all his own.&lt;br /&gt;Uses moves that are not in the book.&lt;br /&gt;Makes a fool of himself&lt;br /&gt;On the dance floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6306184700917800191?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8621394448708581831</id><published>2008-02-20T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:45:27.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something More</title><content type='html'>It is said that Hitler &lt;br /&gt;Liked children.&lt;br /&gt;Was a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Never cheated on his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should look for &lt;br /&gt;Something more in our&lt;br /&gt;Political leaders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8621394448708581831?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8621394448708581831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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Meeting</title><content type='html'>I listen in wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Have trouble bringing &lt;br /&gt;My ears back to the prayer &lt;br /&gt;I am to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Voices from the chapel,&lt;br /&gt;Ascending to the very &lt;br /&gt;Throne of God.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like the voice&lt;br /&gt;Of many waters.&lt;br /&gt;The pleading of the faithful.&lt;br /&gt;The praises from &lt;br /&gt;Children of the King. &lt;br /&gt;I mix my voice with theirs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5910713618135326317?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5910713618135326317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=5910713618135326317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5910713618135326317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5910713618135326317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/prayer-meeting.html' title='Prayer Meeting'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1996945920549468699</id><published>2008-02-18T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:41:03.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naboth</title><content type='html'>You died because&lt;br /&gt;A King desired your &lt;br /&gt;Vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;Your family land was &lt;br /&gt;Without a price.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Was it better to die&lt;br /&gt;Then loose the property?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1996945920549468699?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1996945920549468699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1996945920549468699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1996945920549468699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1996945920549468699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/naboth.html' title='Naboth'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1970626204592139287</id><published>2008-02-15T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:01:53.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Interested</title><content type='html'>Don't tell me that,&lt;br /&gt;Slam the door in my face.&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what &lt;br /&gt;I have to offer,&lt;br /&gt;What I show you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me shake the &lt;br /&gt;Dust from my feet,&lt;br /&gt;And pray that God will have &lt;br /&gt;Mercy on your soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1970626204592139287?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=3693606192955587926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3693606192955587926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/3693606192955587926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/where-i-am-at.html' title='Where I am At'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2344605221137356753</id><published>2008-02-09T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:46:40.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw the Beam</title><content type='html'>I condemned them for&lt;br /&gt;Sins they had committed.&lt;br /&gt;Looked at them through&lt;br /&gt;Hypocritical eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the moat in their eye&lt;br /&gt;And ignored the beam in my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see it clearly &lt;br /&gt;Reflected in my life,&lt;br /&gt;The very thing I condemned.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I repent,&lt;br /&gt;Fall to my knees.&lt;br /&gt;For in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The sin is the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2344605221137356753?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2344605221137356753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2344605221137356753' title='0 Comments'/><link 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else).&lt;br /&gt;You might as well stop playing around and &lt;br /&gt;Go out into the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8636570301940735236?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8636570301940735236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8636570301940735236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8636570301940735236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8636570301940735236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/stop-playing.html' title='Stop 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-4188754166332480760</id><published>2008-01-19T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:51:06.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Loving Church Family</title><content type='html'>To think I spent time caring what you thought.&lt;br /&gt;Agonizing over what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously wanting to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the forgotten student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-4188754166332480760?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4188754166332480760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid,&lt;br /&gt;Very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;You said a mustard seed&lt;br /&gt;(Of faith)&lt;br /&gt;Would move mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Mine are yet unconquered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-313114723072903053?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/313114723072903053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=313114723072903053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/313114723072903053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/313114723072903053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-993146309010680294</id><published>2008-01-12T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:26:54.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>The painter&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic &lt;br /&gt;The baker,&lt;br /&gt;They sit and admire,&lt;br /&gt;The picture&lt;br /&gt;The car&lt;br /&gt;The cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer &lt;br /&gt;Merely starts again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-993146309010680294?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/993146309010680294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=993146309010680294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/993146309010680294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/993146309010680294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-513509510057023523</id><published>2008-01-11T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T06:20:01.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Times Seven</title><content type='html'>The man said sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Offered a long apology.&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a masterpiece,&lt;br /&gt;Then tore it up.&lt;br /&gt;Made things right.&lt;br /&gt;Did all he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where's the forgiveness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-513509510057023523?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/513509510057023523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=513509510057023523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/513509510057023523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/513509510057023523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-825884706133407111</id><published>2008-01-07T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:46:03.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>Many hands clenched,&lt;br /&gt;We are strong together.&lt;br /&gt;It is when you are alone&lt;br /&gt;That the battle is fought.&lt;br /&gt;And if you stand alone,&lt;br /&gt;You fight against the&lt;br /&gt;Strength of many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-825884706133407111?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/825884706133407111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=825884706133407111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/825884706133407111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/825884706133407111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-7139914507487730578</id><published>2008-01-06T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:14:54.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity</title><content type='html'>Elbowing your way &lt;br /&gt;Across a crowd that is&lt;br /&gt;Moving in the opposite direction&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7139914507487730578?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7139914507487730578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7139914507487730578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7139914507487730578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7139914507487730578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/christianity.html' title='Christianity'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-6483807517210094635</id><published>2008-01-05T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T16:22:31.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away From Home</title><content type='html'>I've never traveled so far,&lt;br /&gt;Prayed so less.&lt;br /&gt;Lord I've wandered&lt;br /&gt;From your side.&lt;br /&gt;I sought comfort&lt;br /&gt;From another source.&lt;br /&gt;Dried my tears&lt;br /&gt;With another's sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;Only there was no&lt;br /&gt;Comfort.&lt;br /&gt;No sleeve to &lt;br /&gt;Dry my tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6483807517210094635?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6483807517210094635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6483807517210094635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6483807517210094635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6483807517210094635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/away-from-home.html' title='Away From Home'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-6312245928225894498</id><published>2007-12-29T17:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T17:40:33.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetris</title><content type='html'>Every piece fits together,&lt;br /&gt;But one little block cannot tell&lt;br /&gt;Where the next should go.&lt;br /&gt;Only the Master can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6312245928225894498?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6312245928225894498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6312245928225894498' title='0 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to one who can't smell.&lt;br /&gt;Good clothes for one who can't see.&lt;br /&gt;A silky coffin lining for one who can't feel.&lt;br /&gt;Organ music for one who can't hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life remembered &lt;br /&gt;  By an hour's service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1556031390860102237?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1556031390860102237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1556031390860102237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1556031390860102237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1556031390860102237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/remembered.html' title='Remembered'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1003757164120267195</id><published>2007-12-24T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:46:03.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moses</title><content type='html'>You walked away,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped your name off pyramids,&lt;br /&gt;To become shepherd to&lt;br /&gt;Disobedient sheep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1003757164120267195?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8612880701978354770</id><published>2007-12-20T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:52:21.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David</title><content type='html'>He was a  man of blood&lt;br /&gt;A man of unholy passions,&lt;br /&gt;A man after God's heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8612880701978354770?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8612880701978354770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8612880701978354770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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around,&lt;br /&gt;Is it still the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the priests kept offering&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;And the blood flowed &lt;br /&gt;Like a river,&lt;br /&gt;Was it still the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He just another &lt;br /&gt;Innocent victim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-9222971364662959777?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9222971364662959777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=9222971364662959777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/9222971364662959777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-7730342594564224481?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7730342594564224481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=7730342594564224481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7730342594564224481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/7730342594564224481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/dinner-at-fine-restaurant.html' title='Dinner at a Fine Restaurant'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5067839025011074976</id><published>2007-12-12T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:29:44.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jephthah</title><content type='html'>Women weren't allowed &lt;br /&gt;To make irrevocable vows,&lt;br /&gt;But they could suffer as a &lt;br /&gt;Result of a man's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5067839025011074976?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5067839025011074976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=5067839025011074976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5067839025011074976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5067839025011074976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/jephthah.html' title='Jephthah'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2520858432265993008</id><published>2007-12-10T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:36:38.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared of the Dark</title><content type='html'>Afraid to be alone at night,&lt;br /&gt;To let the monsters &lt;br /&gt;Of my past reign,&lt;br /&gt;I replay tapes&lt;br /&gt;Till I collapse from &lt;br /&gt;Sheer exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;Even then,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams haunt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2520858432265993008?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2520858432265993008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2520858432265993008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2520858432265993008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2520858432265993008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/scared-of-dark.html' title='Scared of the Dark'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2882655794305318779</id><published>2007-12-07T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:05:23.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Record</title><content type='html'>If you consider that the &lt;br /&gt;Scribes and Pharisees &lt;br /&gt;Were the church,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus wasn't a member&lt;br /&gt;In good standing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2882655794305318779?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2882655794305318779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2882655794305318779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2882655794305318779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2882655794305318779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-record.html' title='For the Record'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-79367492492107615</id><published>2007-12-04T07:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T07:02:43.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 6:6,8</title><content type='html'>I awake&lt;br /&gt;To find my pillow soaked,&lt;br /&gt;Cry in the shower,&lt;br /&gt;Weep at work.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I have no tears left.&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-79367492492107615?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/79367492492107615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=79367492492107615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/79367492492107615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/79367492492107615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/psalms-668.html' title='Psalms 6:6,8'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8543882847813123315</id><published>2007-12-03T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:18:28.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 5:6-11</title><content type='html'>Lord, you abhor those who lie&lt;br /&gt;But, there they stand.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing truthful&lt;br /&gt;In their lips.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing righteous&lt;br /&gt;About their heart.&lt;br /&gt;Their mouth is as a &lt;br /&gt;Foul cave.&lt;br /&gt;Their tongue speaketh&lt;br /&gt;Vain flattery.  &lt;br /&gt;Let those who trust You &lt;br /&gt;Be defended against them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8543882847813123315?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8543882847813123315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8543882847813123315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8543882847813123315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8543882847813123315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/psalms-56-11.html' title='Psalms 5:6-11'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1427499517641595733</id><published>2007-11-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:29:52.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communion Sabbath</title><content type='html'>What can one say?&lt;br /&gt;Let's wash the feet,&lt;br /&gt;Brake the bread.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe these long sermons&lt;br /&gt;Are to give time for personal&lt;br /&gt;Reflection.&lt;br /&gt;But, too many words &lt;br /&gt;Kill the effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1427499517641595733?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1427499517641595733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1427499517641595733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1427499517641595733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1427499517641595733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/communion-sabbath.html' title='Communion Sabbath'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8906854481334932210</id><published>2007-11-27T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:15:08.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uzzah</title><content type='html'>You steadied the ark of God,&lt;br /&gt;Kept it from falling.&lt;br /&gt;As if God could not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8906854481334932210?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8906854481334932210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8906854481334932210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8906854481334932210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8906854481334932210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/uzzah.html' title='Uzzah'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1413585793717589338</id><published>2007-11-26T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:13:31.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esther</title><content type='html'>You think the King&lt;br /&gt;Wanted a beauty pageant&lt;br /&gt;When Esther was called?&lt;br /&gt;Banish your childish thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;She spent the night with the king,&lt;br /&gt;And evidently pleased him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1413585793717589338?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1413585793717589338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1413585793717589338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1413585793717589338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1413585793717589338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6781713917626535583?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6781713917626535583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6781713917626535583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6781713917626535583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6781713917626535583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/sacred-storm.html' title='Sacred Of Storms'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2060556737524907623</id><published>2007-11-19T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:27:54.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced Creativity</title><content type='html'>She redecorates &lt;br /&gt;The lesson quarterly.&lt;br /&gt;I fill in the spaces of the letters&lt;br /&gt;In my bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;This sermon is not user friendly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2060556737524907623?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2060556737524907623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2060556737524907623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2060556737524907623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2060556737524907623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/forced-creativity.html' title='Forced Creativity'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8158694161829343942</id><published>2007-11-18T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:39:47.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin in a Positive Light</title><content type='html'>It's almost as if&lt;br /&gt;Coming back&lt;br /&gt;Is better than the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in the faith,&lt;br /&gt;I had no real concept of&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I turned my back,&lt;br /&gt;Did my thing,&lt;br /&gt;Then I found forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8158694161829343942?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8158694161829343942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8158694161829343942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8158694161829343942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8158694161829343942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/sin-in-positive-light.html' title='Sin in a Positive Light'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1181246508089577300</id><published>2007-11-14T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:06:37.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Hartland</title><content type='html'>At the start of a new year,&lt;br /&gt;As we walk to class,&lt;br /&gt;Our shoes crunch the dead leaves.&lt;br /&gt;As the days get colder,&lt;br /&gt;We watch the last leaves fall.&lt;br /&gt;Trees are dying one leaf at a time,&lt;br /&gt;Like the students who walk these grounds.&lt;br /&gt;Some make it until the spring &lt;br /&gt;When the leaves return.&lt;br /&gt;Many do not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1181246508089577300?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1181246508089577300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=1181246508089577300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1181246508089577300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/1181246508089577300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/seasons-of-hartland.html' title='Seasons of Hartland'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8835813958255388155</id><published>2007-11-13T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:15:17.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Book</title><content type='html'>A lot of people see this as a &lt;br /&gt;Complex,&lt;br /&gt;Unable to understand book,&lt;br /&gt;But I long for it's clearly defined identity&lt;br /&gt;In aspects of my life:&lt;br /&gt;Boring parts, &lt;br /&gt;Exciting parts, &lt;br /&gt;Disturbing parts, &lt;br /&gt;Uncomprehendable parts,&lt;br /&gt;All chaptered out in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Free to turn where I will.&lt;br /&gt;To read or not to read.&lt;br /&gt;Words in red,&lt;br /&gt;Words in black,&lt;br /&gt;Clearly defined.&lt;br /&gt;Verses by verse I could take it.&lt;br /&gt;Word by word digest it.&lt;br /&gt;Wish my life was more like a Bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-8835813958255388155?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8835813958255388155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=8835813958255388155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8835813958255388155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/8835813958255388155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-book.html' title='This Book'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-8118382238519144526</id><published>2007-11-10T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:45:41.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>You pick up a piece of glass&lt;br /&gt;And bring it to your arm.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly you press it into your flesh.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, you stop before the skin&lt;br /&gt;Brakes.&lt;br /&gt;You have healed.&lt;br /&gt;Your pain is over.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is left but the scars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-34457526533987574</id><published>2007-11-09T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:45:42.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood</title><content type='html'>A piece of glass&lt;br /&gt;Slits on your wrist.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the pain this brings?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the tears on my face?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think&lt;br /&gt;As you're watching your blood drip?&lt;br /&gt;When people ask about your arm,&lt;br /&gt;What are you gonna tell them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-34457526533987574?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/34457526533987574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=34457526533987574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/34457526533987574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/34457526533987574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/blood.html' title='Blood'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-3624571434543823319</id><published>2007-11-06T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T08:41:52.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterhood</title><content type='html'>We scurry to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;Like rats&lt;br /&gt;Like roaches&lt;br /&gt;Like girls stuck in a cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When good food comes&lt;br /&gt;We become pack rats.&lt;br /&gt;Storing it up for a later date.&lt;br /&gt;Hiding it in rooms,&lt;br /&gt;In cabinets,&lt;br /&gt;In small refrigerators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys approach our&lt;br /&gt;Sacred halls,&lt;br /&gt;We become hornets,&lt;br /&gt;Intent on keeping them out.&lt;br /&gt;Our stinging remarks&lt;br /&gt;Scare the enemy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff reprimand &lt;br /&gt;Our dress&lt;br /&gt;Our actions&lt;br /&gt;Our spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;We are penguins,&lt;br /&gt;Huddled together for protection&lt;br /&gt;From their icy words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sisterhood is&lt;br /&gt;Many hands clenched together,&lt;br /&gt;Standing with one goal in mind:&lt;br /&gt;To last at Hartland two more years.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-4487675821820626587</id><published>2007-11-05T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:45:33.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Ugly Men</title><content type='html'>His hand brushes mine.&lt;br /&gt;I notice.&lt;br /&gt;We drive to church in his car.&lt;br /&gt;I smile.&lt;br /&gt;Holding my hand to help me down,&lt;br /&gt;He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hide from the rain together.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly shy.&lt;br /&gt;The wind whistles around,&lt;br /&gt;Our niche is warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So romantic.&lt;br /&gt;And yet not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-4487675821820626587?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4487675821820626587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=4487675821820626587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/4487675821820626587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/4487675821820626587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-ugly-men.html' title='On Ugly Men'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2234316239144842146</id><published>2007-11-04T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:17:23.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend's Boyfriend's Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>We catch up over Chinese&lt;br /&gt;I try to finish my plate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to say something,&lt;br /&gt;Her phone cuts me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answers: “Hi honey.”&lt;br /&gt;I look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2234316239144842146?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2234316239144842146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2234316239144842146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2234316239144842146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2234316239144842146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-best-friends-boyfriends-girlfriend.html' title='My Best Friend&apos;s Boyfriend&apos;s Girlfriend'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2237598873629316323</id><published>2007-11-02T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:03:10.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>A relationship with another human being.&lt;br /&gt;A fragile bond between two breathing beings.&lt;br /&gt;A complicated thing.&lt;br /&gt;An interaction for even the briefest of seconds&lt;br /&gt;Can alter the course of another human.&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed by a word,&lt;br /&gt;Shattered by a frown.&lt;br /&gt;A fragile thing,&lt;br /&gt;A delicate thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2237598873629316323?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5208309865310557406</id><published>2007-11-01T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:01:38.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Little girls dream of the day when their &lt;br /&gt;Prince will come to take them away.&lt;br /&gt;In reality he drives a beat up Jetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wish to be swept off their feet,&lt;br /&gt;Now I would prefer not to have the carpet pulled out from under me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have found what others avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally caught up to me,&lt;br /&gt;I grew out of my awkward stage&lt;br /&gt;And guys began to notice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a little girl dancing &lt;br /&gt;On her daddy's shoes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does feel nice to have someone like you:&lt;br /&gt;To compliment you from across the room,&lt;br /&gt;To comment on your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;To get all shy when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not ready yet,&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to decide if I believe in this fairy tale called love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5208309865310557406?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5208309865310557406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=5208309865310557406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5208309865310557406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/5208309865310557406'/><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5231703592465583071</id><published>2007-10-30T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:50:43.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>On the day I took your name and added it to mine&lt;br /&gt;You promised you would love and honor me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've since given your love and honor to another&lt;br /&gt;And forgotten my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have it back.&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never liked &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heck&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5231703592465583071?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2568978687261397731</id><published>2007-10-29T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T06:26:33.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>You would think I would be qualified.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, some have lost more.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen entire rooms,&lt;br /&gt;Three roommates gone.&lt;br /&gt;I only lost two. &lt;br /&gt;I've watched as friends are taken &lt;br /&gt;Without goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;At least I've had those.&lt;br /&gt;It deadens the pain when one&lt;br /&gt;Leaves on their own,&lt;br /&gt;When one says they're coming back.&lt;br /&gt;But, the hurt is still there.&lt;br /&gt;So, if I stop to care,&lt;br /&gt;If I stick to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold it against me.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have anything more to give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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pebble for every sin,&lt;br /&gt;Lord I can't carry these.&lt;br /&gt;My sins are many.&lt;br /&gt;My burdens are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child: for every one of your sins,&lt;br /&gt;A boulder is added to my back.&lt;br /&gt;Your sins are many.&lt;br /&gt;My burdens are heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2901171985512488126?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2901171985512488126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2901171985512488126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2901171985512488126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-6777601311888172357?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6777601311888172357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=6777601311888172357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6777601311888172357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/6777601311888172357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-hunting.html' title='On Hunting'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-5174349489957361573</id><published>2007-10-23T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T08:38:51.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adultery</title><content type='html'>Finding solace in the arms of another.&lt;br /&gt;Finding protection in the strength of another.&lt;br /&gt;I lean into his embrace and &lt;br /&gt;Forget about God.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't until later that I find:&lt;br /&gt;Satan cannot forgive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-5174349489957361573?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5174349489957361573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;words&lt;br /&gt;SCARE&lt;br /&gt;people,&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;little &lt;br /&gt;WORDS&lt;br /&gt;carry more&lt;br /&gt;PUNCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-9062341587708517784?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9062341587708517784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=9062341587708517784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/9062341587708517784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/9062341587708517784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2407714215341598317</id><published>2007-10-21T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:42:40.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Elijah</title><content type='html'>It was a short prayer&lt;br /&gt;That Elijah prayed&lt;br /&gt;To bring the fire&lt;br /&gt;Down on Mount Carmel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am not aware &lt;br /&gt;That 7,000 others&lt;br /&gt;Have not bowed to Baal,&lt;br /&gt;Then I am all alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2407714215341598317?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2407714215341598317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Christians</title><content type='html'>Real Christians don't dance.&lt;br /&gt;We simply lie&lt;br /&gt;and cheat and steal.&lt;br /&gt;We take the name of Christ &lt;br /&gt;And then use it as our own,&lt;br /&gt;Tricking the world into thinking&lt;br /&gt;That we are holy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-9148357864894858243?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9148357864894858243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=9148357864894858243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/9148357864894858243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-1030350425981994003</id><published>2007-10-15T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:16:43.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inasmuch</title><content type='html'>I had a dream the other night that&lt;br /&gt;I was standing in judgment before God&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he had played the flute&lt;br /&gt;But I had not danced to the tune.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him when I had heard him playing the flute&lt;br /&gt;“That Sabbath when Mrs Ringer stood up in church&lt;br /&gt;And started to sway&lt;br /&gt;You frowned and leaned over to whisper unholy things&lt;br /&gt;to your neighbor.”&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he had played the drums&lt;br /&gt;But that I had disapproved.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him when I had seen him playing the drums.&lt;br /&gt;“That Thursday night you stood up in board meeting&lt;br /&gt;and said that the only instrument that should be played in &lt;br /&gt;the church was the organ.”&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he had played the saxophone&lt;br /&gt;But that I had not listened.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Him when I had heard him playing the sax.&lt;br /&gt;“That Saturday night at the social Jimmy &lt;br /&gt;played that song and everyone clapped&lt;br /&gt;But you refused and then stormed out&lt;br /&gt;When someone questioned you on it.”&lt;br /&gt;I awoke then and realized &lt;br /&gt;It was just a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-1030350425981994003?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1030350425981994003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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walk to chapel,&lt;br /&gt;These clothes are not my own.&lt;br /&gt;They feel foreign to my body.&lt;br /&gt;I need color,&lt;br /&gt;I need life.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know that I am wearing something that&lt;br /&gt;Expresses my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;my soul,&lt;br /&gt;my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about converses.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about tie-dye.&lt;br /&gt;It's about me&lt;br /&gt;Stifled between a rock and a hard place,&lt;br /&gt;Shoved into a mold,&lt;br /&gt;Asked to change.&lt;br /&gt;Worked on.&lt;br /&gt;Harped on.&lt;br /&gt;Struggling until I lay still&lt;br /&gt;And let them force my body &lt;br /&gt;Into dull and lifeless clothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-4301207100216408234?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8136/2137/1600/ScannedImage-3.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29075588.post-2443984722173134086</id><published>2007-10-07T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:59:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>On backs of bulletins&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling the lines of thought&lt;br /&gt;That crisscross in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2443984722173134086?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2443984722173134086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2443984722173134086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;That I arise.&lt;br /&gt;They think that you&lt;br /&gt;Will not help me,&lt;br /&gt;Will not save me from them.&lt;br /&gt;Prove them wrong Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Else I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29075588-2086532412403084685?l=ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthsscribblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2086532412403084685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29075588&amp;postID=2086532412403084685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2086532412403084685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29075588/posts/default/2086532412403084685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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