<?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-8045135427743391467</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:57:36.517-07:00</updated><category term='C S Lewis'/><category term='Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'/><category term='soil'/><category term='Goodness of God'/><category term='William Shakespeare'/><category term='CS Lewis'/><category term='Henry Ward Beecher'/><category term='Charles Dickens'/><title type='text'>Christine's Quotables</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7290148325449910883</id><published>2009-07-26T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:11:46.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“I have no help to send, therefore I must go myself.”
J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7290148325449910883?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7290148325449910883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7290148325449910883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-no-help-to-send-therefore-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1526601973503198429</id><published>2009-07-22T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:18:09.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give."
Winston Churchill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1526601973503198429?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1526601973503198429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1526601973503198429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-make-living-by-what-we-get-but-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1995702529816221321</id><published>2009-07-21T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:30:35.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God protects us from harm in a 110-foot fall, but we're still nervous about three-foot heights. The God who saved us from hell and death can protect us from the smaller dangers we face this week. 
Greg Asimakoupoulos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1995702529816221321?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1995702529816221321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1995702529816221321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-protects-us-from-harm-in-110-foot.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-976690336965508084</id><published>2009-07-20T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:30:52.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee does bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.”
William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-976690336965508084?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/976690336965508084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/976690336965508084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-that-is-thy-friend-indeed-he-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8277483588372974325</id><published>2009-07-18T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:58:45.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone decide to play chess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8277483588372974325?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8277483588372974325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8277483588372974325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-im-finally-holding-all-cards-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-474831377669610217</id><published>2009-07-06T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:19:16.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Don't miss the beautiful colors of the rainbow while you're looking for the pot of gold at the end of it!
Barbara Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-474831377669610217?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/474831377669610217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/474831377669610217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-miss-beautiful-colors-of-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4248037000594298207</id><published>2009-07-04T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:36:54.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CS Lewis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.”
   C.S. Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4248037000594298207?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4248037000594298207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4248037000594298207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-dont-have-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3071413606769058063</id><published>2009-06-29T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:38:49.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Ward Beecher'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs, jolted by every pebble in the road."
Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3071413606769058063?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3071413606769058063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3071413606769058063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/person-without-sense-of-humor-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6432167989775913754</id><published>2009-06-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:59:31.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Most birds were created to fly. Being grounded for them is a limitation within their ability to fly, not the other way around... You, on the other hand, were created to be loved. So for you to live as if you were unloved is a limitation, not the other way around... pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly... And if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place. 
William P Young &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6432167989775913754?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6432167989775913754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6432167989775913754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-birds-were-created-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-793212048622856589</id><published>2009-06-26T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:34:07.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Faith is a refusal to panic.
D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-793212048622856589?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/793212048622856589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/793212048622856589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith-is-refusal-to-panic.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-814205650784453437</id><published>2009-06-25T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:55:56.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There is no pillow as soft as a clear conscience.
French Proverb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-814205650784453437?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/814205650784453437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/814205650784453437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-is-no-pillow-as-soft-as-clear.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6541057728134655109</id><published>2009-06-24T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:52:19.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I often think: "A life is like a day; it goes by so fast.  If I am so careless with my days, how can I be careful with my life?"  I know that somehow I have not fully come to believe that urgent things can wait while I attend to what is truly important.  It finally boils down to a question of deep and strong conviction.  Once I am truly convinced that preparing the heart is more important than preparing the Christmas tree, I will be a lot less frustrated at the end of a day. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Henri J.M. Nouwen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6541057728134655109?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6541057728134655109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6541057728134655109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-often-think-life-is-like-day-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1267091308456401981</id><published>2009-06-18T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:28:40.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.”
C S Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1267091308456401981?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1267091308456401981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1267091308456401981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-one-of-miracles-of-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4276878186257415005</id><published>2009-06-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:38:17.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hope is hearing the melody of the future.  Faith is to dance to it. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Rubem Alves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4276878186257415005?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4276878186257415005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4276878186257415005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-is-hearing-melody-of-future.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8065159804760257824</id><published>2009-06-16T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:43:19.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some”
Charles Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8065159804760257824?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8065159804760257824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8065159804760257824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflect-upon-your-present-blessings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4358902898084272554</id><published>2009-06-15T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:34:35.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C S Lewis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what kind of a person you are.
C S Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4358902898084272554?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4358902898084272554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4358902898084272554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-see-and-hear-depends-good-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4084642627883738820</id><published>2009-06-14T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:35:50.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4084642627883738820?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4084642627883738820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4084642627883738820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-hold-to-anger-hurt-or-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2683333389736774615</id><published>2009-06-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:49:37.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;But forgiveness is not an emotion... Forgiveness is an act of will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart. 
Corrie Ten Boom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2683333389736774615?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2683333389736774615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2683333389736774615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-forgiveness-is-not-emotion.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-215980234078490875</id><published>2009-06-08T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:45:36.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodness of God'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;In the darkest night to be certain of the dawn... to go through hell and to continue to trust in the goodness of God- this is the challenge and the way. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Abraham Heschel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-215980234078490875?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/215980234078490875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/215980234078490875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-darkest-night-to-be-certain-of-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8033473943070228085</id><published>2009-06-07T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:54:56.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some people believe that holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ann Landers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8033473943070228085?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8033473943070228085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8033473943070228085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-people-believe-that-holding-on-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6795354941379816751</id><published>2009-06-04T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:56:35.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don't throw away the ticket and jump off. You sit still and trust the engineer. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Corrie Ten Boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6795354941379816751?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6795354941379816751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6795354941379816751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-train-goes-through-tunnel-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-978574883650915656</id><published>2009-06-04T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:24:39.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to kill, and a time to heal; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to break down, and a time to build up; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to weep, and a time to laugh; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to mourn, and a time to dance; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to seek, and a time to lose; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to keep, and a time to throw away; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to tear, and a time to sew; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to keep silent, and a time to speak; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;a time to love, and a time to hate; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;a time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ecclesiastes&lt;/span&gt; 3:1-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-978574883650915656?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/978574883650915656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/978574883650915656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-everything-there-is-season-and-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8629178128345722489</id><published>2009-06-03T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:02:49.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8629178128345722489?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8629178128345722489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8629178128345722489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-man-must-decide-whether-he-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3901914465724648141</id><published>2009-06-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:28:09.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Concentrate not on what you're going to get, but on what your going to give. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Luke Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3901914465724648141?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3901914465724648141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3901914465724648141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/concentrate-not-on-what-youre-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8154926840260372432</id><published>2009-06-01T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:10:48.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk in the knowledge that you are never alone. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8154926840260372432?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8154926840260372432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8154926840260372432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty'/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-5601327299770341062</id><published>2009-05-31T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:51:34.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Two roads diverge in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-5601327299770341062?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5601327299770341062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5601327299770341062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-roads-diverge-in-wood-and-i-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6388046130310397889</id><published>2009-05-30T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:55:56.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;It is quite useless knocking at the door of heaven for earthly comforts.  It is not the sort of comfort they supply there.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;C S Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6388046130310397889?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6388046130310397889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6388046130310397889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-quite-useless-knocking-at-door-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4398436420857751283</id><published>2009-05-28T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:24:32.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Love unexpressed, is not love at all.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;C S Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4398436420857751283?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4398436420857751283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4398436420857751283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-unexpressed-is-not-love-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1051119686304216486</id><published>2009-05-27T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:20:51.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1051119686304216486?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1051119686304216486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1051119686304216486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-is-one-that-knows-you-as-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1867655036487647486</id><published>2009-05-26T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:29:37.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sir, my concern is not whether God is on our side, my greatest concern is to be on God's side, for God is always right. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1867655036487647486?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1867655036487647486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1867655036487647486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/sir-my-concern-is-not-whether-god-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-9131824611971943846</id><published>2009-05-25T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:20:23.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;It has been said that seperating faith and works is like seperating the heat and the light from a candle. You know both are produced by the candle. You know they are not the same thing. You also know you can not seperate them. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Robert C Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-9131824611971943846?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/9131824611971943846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/9131824611971943846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-been-said-that-seperating-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-88970861573226626</id><published>2009-05-24T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:56:06.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I believe in Christianity as I believe the sun has risen: not only because I see it but because by it I see everything else.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C S Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-88970861573226626?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/88970861573226626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/88970861573226626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-believe-in-christianity-as-i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-400387521310365353</id><published>2009-05-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:40:27.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;The men may be the head of the house but the women are the neck and they can turn the head anyway they want.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Maria Portokalos (My Big Fat Greek Wedding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-400387521310365353?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/400387521310365353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/400387521310365353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-may-be-head-of-house-but-women-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2759515004191980313</id><published>2009-05-21T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:41:06.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jewish Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2759515004191980313?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2759515004191980313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2759515004191980313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/pleasant-words-are-honeycomb-sweet-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2099504751357836621</id><published>2009-05-20T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:48:28.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Religion today is not transforming people; rather it is being transformed by the people. It is not raising the moral level of society; it is descending to society's own level, and congratulating itself that it has scored a victory because society is smilingly accepting its surrender. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A W Tozer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2099504751357836621?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2099504751357836621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2099504751357836621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/religion-today-is-not-transforming.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3943296111588232225</id><published>2009-05-18T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:37:35.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am a success today because I had a friend who believed in me and I didn't have the heart to let him down. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3943296111588232225?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3943296111588232225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3943296111588232225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-success-today-because-i-had-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4395645045926055932</id><published>2009-05-17T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:38:12.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;He is no fool who gives that which he cannot keep, to gain what he cannot lose. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Jim Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4395645045926055932?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4395645045926055932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4395645045926055932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-is-no-fool-who-gives-that-which-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4718577725977528698</id><published>2009-05-15T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:35:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;And they were filled with awe and said among themselves, “Who is this man, that even the winds and seas obey him?”&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;John Mark  (Harmony)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4718577725977528698?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4718577725977528698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4718577725977528698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-they-were-filled-with-awe-and-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2466553757317789651</id><published>2009-05-14T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:14:53.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2466553757317789651?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2466553757317789651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2466553757317789651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/character-is-like-tree-and-reputation.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3682490471274671712</id><published>2009-05-12T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:08:16.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had no where to go. My own wisdom, and that of all about me, seemed insufficient for the day.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3682490471274671712?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3682490471274671712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3682490471274671712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-been-driven-many-times-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4714043185327687189</id><published>2009-05-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:08:54.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;The dignity of standing still will never win the prize; we must run for it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Charles Haddon Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4714043185327687189?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4714043185327687189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4714043185327687189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/dignity-of-standing-still-will-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7243262452005548077</id><published>2009-05-06T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:34:12.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Kind words are short and easy to speak, but their echos are truly endless. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7243262452005548077?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7243262452005548077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7243262452005548077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/kind-words-are-short-and-easy-to-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3126822998297091085</id><published>2009-05-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:22:08.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Persistent faith helps us to face the music, even when we don't like the tune.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Rev. James Jennings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3126822998297091085?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3126822998297091085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3126822998297091085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/persistent-faith-helps-us-to-face-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3335433787090176095</id><published>2009-05-04T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:51:22.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;If we have no peace, it is because we forgotten that we belong to each other.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3335433787090176095?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3335433787090176095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3335433787090176095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-we-have-no-peace-it-is-because-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2942413850979606481</id><published>2009-05-03T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:13:33.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Refuse to be average. Let your heart soar as high as it will. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A. W. Tozer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2942413850979606481?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2942413850979606481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2942413850979606481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/refuse-to-be-average.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6919070487541959702</id><published>2009-05-02T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:25:59.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Honor your commitments with integrity.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Les Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6919070487541959702?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6919070487541959702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6919070487541959702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/05/honor-your-commitments-with-integrity.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8766640014353061748</id><published>2009-04-30T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:08:41.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A ship in the harbor is safe; but that is not what ships are built for. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;John A Shedd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8766640014353061748?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8766640014353061748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8766640014353061748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/ship-in-harbor-is-safe-but-that-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8190473383137341071</id><published>2009-04-29T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:24:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;William Newton Clark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8190473383137341071?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8190473383137341071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8190473383137341071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-is-daring-of-soul-to-go-farther.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3373624345401541478</id><published>2009-04-27T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:15:07.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Man must cease attributing his problems to his environment, and learn again to exercise his will - his personal responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Michael McKinney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3373624345401541478?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3373624345401541478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3373624345401541478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-must-cease-attributing-his-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6815387628872402273</id><published>2009-04-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:50:36.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6815387628872402273?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6815387628872402273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6815387628872402273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/ultimate-measure-of-man-is-not-where-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8721403813354272260</id><published>2009-04-25T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:15:14.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Conviction without action is wasted emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8721403813354272260?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8721403813354272260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8721403813354272260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/conviction-without-action-is-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4592665544828285408</id><published>2009-04-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:55:35.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Faith is the deliberate confidence in the character of God whose ways you may not understand at the time. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4592665544828285408?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4592665544828285408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4592665544828285408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-is-deliberate-confidence-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3869119025632123525</id><published>2009-04-23T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:47:07.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Have old memories but young hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3869119025632123525?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3869119025632123525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3869119025632123525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-old-memories-but-young-hopes.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-5698145541038501276</id><published>2009-04-22T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:11:36.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;To be blind is bad, but worse it is to have eyes an not see.
Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-5698145541038501276?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5698145541038501276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5698145541038501276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-be-blind-is-bad-but-worse-it-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-2666143278523491672</id><published>2009-04-21T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:34:42.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Faith does not pray for bushels of blessings and then carry a pint measure to receive them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-2666143278523491672?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2666143278523491672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/2666143278523491672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-does-not-pray-for-bushels-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-544152166063294199</id><published>2009-04-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:13:45.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Many men owe the grandeur of their lives to their tremendous difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Charles H Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-544152166063294199?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/544152166063294199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/544152166063294199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-men-owe-grandeur-of-their-lives-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8258104287228542701</id><published>2009-04-19T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:42:50.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Truth has no special time of its own. Its hour is now - always.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Albert Schweitzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8258104287228542701?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8258104287228542701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8258104287228542701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-has-no-special-time-of-its-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4198780868154611109</id><published>2009-04-18T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:39:37.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feed your faith and your doubt will starve to death.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4198780868154611109?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4198780868154611109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4198780868154611109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/feed-your-faith-and-your-doubt-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6833306961675794724</id><published>2009-04-16T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:48:26.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A tree is known by it's fruit; a man by his deeds.  A good deed is never lost. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;St. Basil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6833306961675794724?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6833306961675794724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6833306961675794724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/tree-is-known-by-its-fruit-man-by-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-685126808408431066</id><published>2009-04-15T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:37:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The worth of a man is revealed in his attitude toward ordinary things when he is not before the footlights. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-685126808408431066?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/685126808408431066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/685126808408431066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/worth-of-man-is-revealed-in-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8799462987808476769</id><published>2009-04-13T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:06:39.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh my soul...be prepared for him who knows how to ask questions. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;T. S. Eliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8799462987808476769?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8799462987808476769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8799462987808476769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4627877910497656881</id><published>2009-04-12T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:17:15.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Jesus came and stood in the midst, and said to them, "Peace be with you" When He had said this, He showed them His hands and His side.  Then the disciples were glad when they saw the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;John 20:19b-20  NKJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4627877910497656881?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4627877910497656881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4627877910497656881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/jesus-came-and-stood-in-midst-and-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6673377184740419281</id><published>2009-04-11T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:17:17.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;We're not justifying it.  We are redeeming it. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;The Shack by William P Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6673377184740419281?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6673377184740419281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6673377184740419281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-not-justifying-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8411297105177530923</id><published>2009-04-10T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:18:31.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Faith is developed more by action than argument&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Croft M Pentz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8411297105177530923?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8411297105177530923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8411297105177530923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-is-developed-more-by-action-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7752674473699702860</id><published>2009-04-09T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:56:34.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is a thin margin between keeping your chin up and sticking your neck out. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Croft M Pentz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7752674473699702860?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7752674473699702860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7752674473699702860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-thin-margin-between-keeping-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4842146966982206359</id><published>2009-04-07T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:03:27.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Loneliness is a condition of the heart, not a physical circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4842146966982206359?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4842146966982206359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4842146966982206359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/loneliness-is-condition-of-heart-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8382297827688723750</id><published>2009-04-05T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:55:25.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide.  All we have to do is decide what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;J R R Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8382297827688723750?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8382297827688723750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8382297827688723750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/frodo-i-wish-ring-had-never-come-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-365784617573338422</id><published>2009-04-04T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:54:24.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;We could hardly wait to get up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Wilbur Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-365784617573338422?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/365784617573338422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/365784617573338422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-could-hardly-wait-to-get-up-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7741445379774995919</id><published>2009-04-03T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:09:29.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;It is not what you have in your pocket that makes you thankful, but what you have in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7741445379774995919?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7741445379774995919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7741445379774995919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-not-what-you-have-in-your-pocket.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7743821002845990975</id><published>2009-04-02T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:12:47.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7743821002845990975?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7743821002845990975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7743821002845990975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-only-force-capable-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3769080859465125013</id><published>2009-04-01T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:38:04.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;He's not weak you know. Valuing life is not weakness and disregarding it is not strength.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Mirage  The Incredibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3769080859465125013?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3769080859465125013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3769080859465125013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-not-weak-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3310883440060333194</id><published>2009-03-31T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:13:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3310883440060333194?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3310883440060333194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3310883440060333194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/whatever-is-begun-in-anger-ends-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4401558372974741602</id><published>2009-03-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:47:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;People talk of the sacrifice I have made in spending so much of my life in Africa...I never made a sacrifice.  We ought not to talk of 'sacrifice' when we remember the great sacrifice which He made who left His Father's throne on high to give Himself for us. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;David Livingston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4401558372974741602?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4401558372974741602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4401558372974741602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-talk-of-sacrifice-i-have-made-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1317254394643475563</id><published>2009-03-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:46:46.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The secret to leadership is to see your position as an opportunity to serve, not a trumpet call to self importance.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J Donald Walters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1317254394643475563?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1317254394643475563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1317254394643475563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/secret-to-leadership-is-to-see-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-9216757872463363086</id><published>2009-03-27T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:57:08.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Every thought is a seed. If you plant crab apples, don't count on harvesting Golden Delicious. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bill Meyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-9216757872463363086?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/9216757872463363086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/9216757872463363086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-thought-is-seed.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7970273223576577685</id><published>2009-03-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:59:00.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A gentle answer turns away wrath but a harsh word stirs up anger. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Provers 15:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7970273223576577685?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7970273223576577685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7970273223576577685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/gentle-answer-turns-away-wrath-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-668687037606495919</id><published>2009-03-25T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:09:47.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;It's not what men eat, but what they digest that makes them strong;
Not what we gain, but what we save that makes us rich;
Not what we read, but what we remember that makes us learned;
Not what we preach or pray, but what we practice and believe that makes us Christians.
Francis Bacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-668687037606495919?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/668687037606495919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/668687037606495919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-what-men-eat-but-what-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6501180605360073767</id><published>2009-03-23T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:13:49.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop then when we soar. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;William Wordsworth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6501180605360073767?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6501180605360073767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6501180605360073767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/wisdom-is-ofttimes-nearer-when-we-stoop.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4041651252212599729</id><published>2009-03-22T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:00:15.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Faith is not anti-intellectual. It is an act of man that reaches beyond the limits of our five senses. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Billy Graham (1918- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4041651252212599729?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4041651252212599729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4041651252212599729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith-is-not-anti-intellectual.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-919319606551465091</id><published>2009-03-18T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:33:30.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;It is not the critic who counts, not the person who points out where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the person who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes up short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the devotions, and spends himself or herself in a worthy cause; who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and at the worst, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his or her place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.
Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-919319606551465091?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/919319606551465091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/919319606551465091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-not-critic-who-counts-not-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-6810208009070310224</id><published>2009-03-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:30:00.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;I think what has this day brought me, and what have I given it?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Henry Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-6810208009070310224?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6810208009070310224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/6810208009070310224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-what-has-this-day-brought-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1661277107458264232</id><published>2009-03-16T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:20:39.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Nothing is taught until it is learned and nothing is learned until it is put into practice.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Herbert Hartzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1661277107458264232?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1661277107458264232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1661277107458264232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-is-taught-until-it-is-learned.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7426317775136017040</id><published>2009-03-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:02:15.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A single grain of rice can tip the scale; one man maybe the difference between victory and defeat.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emperor from Mulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7426317775136017040?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7426317775136017040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7426317775136017040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/single-grain-of-rice-can-tip-scale-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3107352721761859850</id><published>2009-03-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:27:07.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Don't let your learning lead to knowledge, let your learning lead to action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3107352721761859850?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3107352721761859850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3107352721761859850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-let-your-learning-lead-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1724536300116266997</id><published>2009-03-13T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:03:35.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some days there won't be a song in your heart, sing anyway.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emory Austin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1724536300116266997?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1724536300116266997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1724536300116266997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-days-there-wont-be-song-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-3619833980291058454</id><published>2009-03-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:22:34.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Proverbs 27:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-3619833980291058454?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3619833980291058454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/3619833980291058454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-iron-sharpens-iron-so-one-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1847475322581159592</id><published>2009-03-09T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:18:29.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;'You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.' &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1847475322581159592?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1847475322581159592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1847475322581159592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-gain-strength-courage-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7102940109267963789</id><published>2009-03-08T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:12:55.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Paul Tournier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7102940109267963789?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7102940109267963789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7102940109267963789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-makes-us-so-lonely-as-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1483392284276715007</id><published>2009-03-07T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:19:38.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;You have never really lived until you've done something for someone who can never repay you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1483392284276715007?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1483392284276715007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1483392284276715007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-have-never-really-lived-until-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1884317976338364680</id><published>2009-03-06T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:42:29.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;People are more important anything we have and most things we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1884317976338364680?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1884317976338364680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1884317976338364680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-are-more-important-anything-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1428316078605894428</id><published>2009-03-05T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:18:39.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The enemies a person makes by taking a stand will have more respect for him than the friends he makes by being on the fence&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1428316078605894428?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1428316078605894428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1428316078605894428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/enemies-person-makes-by-taking-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-4439784742577527790</id><published>2009-03-04T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:39:37.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Only those who risk going to far, can possibly find out how far one can go. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;T. S. Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-4439784742577527790?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4439784742577527790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/4439784742577527790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-those-who-risk-going-to-far-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7386691851419891503</id><published>2009-03-03T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:26:58.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Open your arms to change, but don't let go of your values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7386691851419891503?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7386691851419891503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7386691851419891503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/open-your-arms-to-change-but-dont-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-5037511758918806165</id><published>2009-03-02T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:40:37.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Beset by a difficult problem? Now is your chance to &lt;em&gt;shine&lt;/em&gt;. Pick yourself up, get to work and get triumphantly through it. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Ralph Marston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-5037511758918806165?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5037511758918806165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5037511758918806165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/beset-by-difficult-problem-now-is-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8434801865364588776</id><published>2009-03-01T00:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:03:19.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;I think I will never run out of things to accomplish, as long as I'm alive, because there's so much to learn, and so much to do.  I always feel like I have so much further to go personally, spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Queen Latifah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8434801865364588776?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8434801865364588776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8434801865364588776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-i-will-never-run-out-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-7940181539474337853</id><published>2009-02-28T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:44:39.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Lord...give me the faith to be renewed and shared with others each day.  Teach me to live this moment only, looking neither to the past with regret, nor the future with apprehension.  Let love be my aim and my life a prayer.  Roseann Alexander-Isham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-7940181539474337853?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7940181539474337853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/7940181539474337853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/02/lord.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-5964918353960099992</id><published>2009-01-27T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:48:41.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Take into account that great love, and great achievement, involve great risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-5964918353960099992?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5964918353960099992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/5964918353960099992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-into-account-that-great-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-146192193832795942</id><published>2009-01-26T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:24:51.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;We see things not as they are, but as we are. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;H. M. Tomlinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-146192193832795942?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/146192193832795942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/146192193832795942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-see-things-not-as-they-are-but-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-1975266473693315768</id><published>2009-01-25T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:35:50.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Cold words freeze people, and hot words scorch them,  and bitter words make them bitter, and wrathful words make them wrathful.  Kind words also produce their image on men's souls; and a beautiful image it is.  They smooth, and quiet, and comfort the hearer. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Blaisel Pascal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-1975266473693315768?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1975266473693315768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/1975266473693315768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-words-freeze-people-and-hot-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045135427743391467.post-8511439329966229569</id><published>2009-01-24T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:33:28.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Life is a coin, you can spend it any way you wish, but you can spend it only once. ~&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Lillian Dickson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045135427743391467-8511439329966229569?l=christinesquotables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8511439329966229569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045135427743391467/posts/default/8511439329966229569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinesquotables.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-coin-you-can-spend-it-any-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Rideout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05823559011967280857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RaBz7itWWZ0/SRNw2sIQO0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9x-1af58fGc/S220/CR.bmp'/></author></entry></feed>
