<?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-28057916</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:20:27.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog No Longer Exists... well it does... but... I don't write on it anymore.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1049169425352279873</id><published>2007-12-07T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T18:46:16.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times, they are a changing..</title><summary type='text'>SO, I decided to make the switch to Wordpress. I like it much better, looks better, feels better, smells better.My new blog is HEREUpdate bookmarks accordingly cause this one won't be around much longer.by the way, let me know what you think 'bout the new one's design would ya?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1049169425352279873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1049169425352279873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1049169425352279873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1049169425352279873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/12/times-they-are-changing.html' title='Times, they are a changing..'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-2216261762287740233</id><published>2007-11-26T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:56:39.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, it's all I can do to make it through the day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/2216261762287740233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=2216261762287740233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2216261762287740233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2216261762287740233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/11/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/R0vNqXVXN0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/DcMi_pp-Hfk/s72-c/bubblewrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1771297855396587318</id><published>2007-11-17T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T14:17:29.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy with a coin</title><summary type='text'>On Thursdays my friend Gatlen and I travel up to Red Sea, our Church, and with a great collection of the Saints, cook for and eat with the homeless. Last week we served Thanksgiving. I must say, holidays are fantastic. Holidays are better when you're around Thankful people. Listening to their stories, laughing with them, somehow makes the turkey taste better.I've been blessed recently by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1771297855396587318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1771297855396587318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1771297855396587318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1771297855396587318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/11/boy-with-coin.html' title='Boy with a coin'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-5232711526612790209</id><published>2007-11-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:32:24.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ransom</title><summary type='text'>I've been sick for the last three weeks.4 Days on Steroids3 Urgent care visits3 Antibiotics3 Vials of Blood Drawn2 Visits to the Specialist1 Emergency Room Visit1 CT Scanand1 Metric Ton of Ibuprofen later, I have a couple answers.One of which is that I'm way too stressed out... to the point that my body throws itself into intense pain in revolt at my worries.It took me ransom... I didn't realize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/5232711526612790209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=5232711526612790209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5232711526612790209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5232711526612790209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/11/ransom.html' title='Ransom'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4522718801689725067</id><published>2007-10-31T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:45:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A City of Roses and their thorns</title><summary type='text'>Only in Portland could  you experience all the following in the same day:        +Enjoy a frank lecture from one of the most well known leaders of the Emergent                                  Church movement.       + Get flipped off by a Dime-Bag Darrell who walks around downtown, playing                                     Van Halen from a mini guitar and belt buckle amp.       + Go to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4522718801689725067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4522718801689725067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4522718801689725067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4522718801689725067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/10/city-of-roses-and-their-thier-thorns.html' title='A City of Roses and their thorns'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8994696341931674985</id><published>2007-10-17T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:59:38.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Jesus </title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8994696341931674985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8994696341931674985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8994696341931674985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8994696341931674985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/10/vintage-jesus.html' title='Vintage Jesus '/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3821892078330776050</id><published>2007-10-10T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:38:00.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Living Boy In Portland</title><summary type='text'>After a little over a month in this city I can report that it no longer scares me. I become use to being anonymous on the street, I can navigate the max and buses pretty well, and yet the fact that there are countless other souls like mine twenty miles in every direction is still enchanting. It's very interesting to me that so many people could live such separated lives - or maybe its that I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3821892078330776050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3821892078330776050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3821892078330776050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3821892078330776050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/10/only-living-boy-in-portland.html' title='The Only Living Boy In Portland'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rw1O3nUSjeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U2ys5inaS6g/s72-c/Photo+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3857432556549643118</id><published>2007-10-02T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:08:10.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn Thomas Kinkade paintings...</title><summary type='text'>I will do a real post someday... maybe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3857432556549643118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3857432556549643118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3857432556549643118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3857432556549643118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/10/burn-thomas-kinkade-paintings.html' title='Burn Thomas Kinkade paintings...'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-2694863176709961762</id><published>2007-09-28T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:15:41.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And sometimes, it's the grass breaking through the sidewalk.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/2694863176709961762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=2694863176709961762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2694863176709961762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2694863176709961762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-sometimes-it-is-grass-that-breaks.html' title='And sometimes, it&apos;s the grass breaking through the sidewalk.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-634043875844319591</id><published>2007-09-24T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:33:40.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greek is hard.Time is short.Sleep is unfulfilling.Papers are due.The people on the street always need more spare change.My cell phone is in Halsey.Yet He reigns. Thank God He reigns.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/634043875844319591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=634043875844319591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/634043875844319591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/634043875844319591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/09/greek-is-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rvd2Rv83scI/AAAAAAAAAFY/E6o5fp9bvM4/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3897126645766383818</id><published>2007-08-31T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:34:54.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Church</title><summary type='text'>                                                                                                     Mmhmm,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3897126645766383818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3897126645766383818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3897126645766383818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3897126645766383818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/08/church.html' title='The Church'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RthPZ4mi2kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BGhXSCpbaIk/s72-c/europe+226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6990197776312232683</id><published>2007-08-29T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:44:37.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Where ever you are, be all there."</title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile since I've posted anything in this space. But no matter! Let me catch you up!As of right now I:+ Live in a Dorm+ Live in Portland+ Am student of Multnomah Bible College+ Am Greek Major+ Have way too much work to do (and it's only my first week)+ Surrounded by a ton of people and concrete and pollution and city+ Love every blessed minute of it (even the guy who greets me every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6990197776312232683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6990197776312232683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6990197776312232683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6990197776312232683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-ever-you-are-be-all-there.html' title='&quot;Where ever you are, be all there.&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RtYfKImi2fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uadQVnRqm58/s72-c/DSCN0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1399782936254384526</id><published>2007-07-19T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T19:21:30.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn the page.</title><summary type='text'>In a month I will reside in Portland, read books by dead guys (who i will meet some day), study funny looking languages and be tied up for four years. It's official, I've been accepted at Multnomah Bible College!I truely can't tell you folks how much of a blessing this is. If all goes according to plan, I'll pop out with a degree in Biblical Studies and New Testament Greek. WOOT!I hope my dorm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1399782936254384526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1399782936254384526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1399782936254384526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1399782936254384526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/07/turn-page.html' title='Turn the page.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RqAb2jX4BLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7bW7XTCI7RA/s72-c/5345.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-9026448618437451929</id><published>2007-07-10T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:00:00.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass Seed Harvest</title><summary type='text'>Long days and Heat Stroke and Cuts In  My  Noggin,Grease Guns and Straw Walkers and Machines The Road A Hoggin’.Quarter of a million dollar John Deere’s not wrapped up in FENCEThese are a few of my favorite things.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/9026448618437451929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=9026448618437451929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/9026448618437451929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/9026448618437451929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/07/grass-seed-harvest.html' title='The Grass Seed Harvest'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1751611846611890919</id><published>2007-06-20T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:26:36.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for The Simple Way</title><summary type='text'>I have been blessed by the writings of Shane Claiborne and the stories of God's work in The Simple Way community. However, this morning they were hit hard, I mean really hard:++         6/20/07 11:25PM (UPDATED)   This morning, a 7-alarm fire consumed an abandoned warehouse in our Kensington neighborhood in Philadelphia. The Simple Way Community Center at 3200 Potter Street was destroyed as well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1751611846611890919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1751611846611890919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1751611846611890919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1751611846611890919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/please-pray-for-simple-way.html' title='Please pray for The Simple Way'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-7443882301230567117</id><published>2007-06-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:50:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... And The Children Of Men</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was my Sunday to serve in my church's nursery, which meant:+ drool on the shirt+ animal crackers!+ and occasionally, NapsI get stoked about naps.We brought the kids outside, on account of the wonderful weather. And with me laying in the grass, a toddler clasp tightly to my ear for support, the other workers began singing those wonderfully simple Sunday school songs.And I couldn't help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/7443882301230567117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=7443882301230567117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7443882301230567117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7443882301230567117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-children-of-men.html' title='... And The Children Of Men'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RnbTp3SwSGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Cu_4wUhpvVA/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-430238212295204986</id><published>2007-06-15T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:35:21.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hungry For The Real"</title><summary type='text'> by Nate HovA recent visitor to my blog wrote, "There are so manyworthwhile and equally useless sites out there, and Istumbled across this site and must say this was areally nice coincidence (?)… I LOVE Linkin Park -since Meteora have used their music as outlet and“reach out” and when “What I’ve done came out” - itwas as though I could finally express my shame, guilt,etc. through the song, and in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/430238212295204986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=430238212295204986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/430238212295204986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/430238212295204986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/hungry-for-real.html' title='&quot;Hungry For The Real&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8901444480382100742</id><published>2007-06-11T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:48:03.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How very sad.</title><summary type='text'>Listening to Democracy Now this afternoon, I heard a report about an article in the LA times talking about a report by the U.S. State Department calling Sudan a "strong partner in the war on terror."I guess the CIA has been using Sudanese citizens to infiltrate Al Qaeda in Iraq. In return, "getting access to Washington."I doubt I have to say anything about the horrid, state sponsored Genocide in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8901444480382100742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8901444480382100742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8901444480382100742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8901444480382100742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-very-sad.html' title='How very sad.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rm36PnSwSEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CdUqMC4Oh4M/s72-c/ObeyGiantHopeDarfur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3951296857282271784</id><published>2007-06-11T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:08:15.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If everyone lived like me.</title><summary type='text'>We would need 2.2 earths.Or so I've been told.CLICKEEET</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3951296857282271784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3951296857282271784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3951296857282271784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3951296857282271784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-everyone-lived-like-me.html' title='If everyone lived like me.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rm1y23SwSDI/AAAAAAAAADs/szx7wmjNsr8/s72-c/globe_half.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-419948739906028060</id><published>2007-06-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:59:13.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Pandora How I Love thee!</title><summary type='text'>Now that I have a computer that can support such a pleasure, I've have tasted the sweet nectar that is Pandora. It appears I'm a big fan of vocal-centric aesthetic and major key tonality. Wish I knew what that says about my music genome... I do remember something about Major and Minor tones having something to do with the feeling or essence of what a song is saying. Any way around it, this thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/419948739906028060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=419948739906028060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/419948739906028060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/419948739906028060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-pandora-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Oh Pandora How I Love thee!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rmjzf3SwR_I/AAAAAAAAADM/j7W_MWTVfdo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4097452389004193580</id><published>2007-05-29T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:14:38.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who...</title><summary type='text'>Got a new macbook.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4097452389004193580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4097452389004193580' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4097452389004193580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4097452389004193580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/guess-who.html' title='Guess who...'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rlz6BvWJqYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yVG9prK6yIU/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-259643451699265602</id><published>2007-05-24T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T00:11:32.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Man!</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine tagged me yesterday... "Ahiiight"Le Rules: 1: Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.2: People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.3: At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and include their names.4: Don't forget to leave them a comment and tell them they're tagged, and to read your blog.I'm a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/259643451699265602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=259643451699265602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/259643451699265602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/259643451699265602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-man.html' title='Tagged Man!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-7411023978158576192</id><published>2007-05-21T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T07:41:57.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so much older than I can take.</title><summary type='text'>So here I am at the Precipice of Nineteen.Here's Eighteen in a nutshell:I got lost. I got my heart broke. I got lonely. Went back to my roots. I got in a wreck. Learned what sparrows feel like. Battled the Red army. And found a Calcutta.This year has been a real challenge. I started it out with a complete loss of my big Christian community -High School- and that sent me reeling.  But I've gained </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/7411023978158576192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=7411023978158576192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7411023978158576192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7411023978158576192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-so-much-older-than-i-can-take.html' title='I&apos;m so much older than I can take.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RlGvffWJqXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dc5ZnZZwVn8/s72-c/19+and+green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-66496236047572103</id><published>2007-05-14T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:14:31.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><summary type='text'>Last week I got rear ended in my car. It happens.Two days later my neck hurts, pretty bad.Sometimes life gives you lemons... and the doctor gives you vicodin.I hate pills. I feel like a school bus. Don't ask.And I haven't even taken any for 24+ hours.So instead of getting angry, or in spite of it I photographed things in my yard... Mostly because I still can't concentrate enough to do my math </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/66496236047572103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=66496236047572103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/66496236047572103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/66496236047572103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RkjqVM4kZXI/AAAAAAAAACM/EiiFqtOGAJU/s72-c/DSCN0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8467428097045579955</id><published>2007-05-11T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T09:25:36.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Let Mercy Come...</title><summary type='text'>This work by Linkin Park is absolutely stunning to me. One of my favorite hobbies is figuring out the lyrics and meanings to songs. Music, like nothing else seems to have a power over people, artists can put great depth of world view in these pieces of art, and many people simply eat it up because of the beat. Like the snazzie guitar rift is the honey we put on our peas. This seems to be a mixed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8467428097045579955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8467428097045579955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8467428097045579955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8467428097045579955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-let-mercy-come.html' title='So Let Mercy Come...'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6193865214845872593</id><published>2007-05-04T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:52:29.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauerkraut and Vicarious Intercession</title><summary type='text'>When I came home this morning I looked in the fridge.But didn't find anything very promising.Until I stumbled across the quintessential health food!             I mean just look! the health is just oozing out of it! For protein and fats you got your processed beef/chicken/pork/rodent/fingernail/oldfolk.  The bun's got your carbs. You're not even gonna chance scurvy with all the fermented cabbage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6193865214845872593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6193865214845872593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6193865214845872593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6193865214845872593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/05/sauerkraut-and-vicarious-intercession.html' title='Sauerkraut and Vicarious Intercession'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RjtATc4kZTI/AAAAAAAAABs/H0rzzmBEmMs/s72-c/DSCN0754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-391969941108537940</id><published>2007-04-20T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:10:43.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorn</title><summary type='text'>So I came to the point of absolutely despising my long hair. And like any relationship, if I would have spent the fifteen minutes it took to keep it nice, It would have stayed around. But I am, in fact, apart of the male species.  Just  a reminder, this is what it looked like:The Berenstain Bears ain't got nothin' on me.And this is the "Dave Bess is a nice boy -we think" look:I will miss shaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/391969941108537940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=391969941108537940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/391969941108537940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/391969941108537940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/04/shorn.html' title='Shorn'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RimNIJ5hwkI/AAAAAAAAABc/9s26jFGIgn4/s72-c/DSCN0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6828090772862050958</id><published>2007-04-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:38:49.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Bloody Sunday</title><summary type='text'>I dunno if I can web log about the resurrection....So I'll just do this:"If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God.Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth.For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.When Christ who is your life appears, then you also will appear with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6828090772862050958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6828090772862050958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6828090772862050958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6828090772862050958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-5851087870024857750</id><published>2007-03-18T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:33:56.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the dave...</title><summary type='text'>My mind hasn't been what it use to be. NOC shift is draining, and life has been so comic as of late that my need for literature has dwindled... therefore I have little to think and therefore (good bible folks, you know what to ask) post about. Spring has given me new hope for life though. I just wish all those happy couples would go back indoors and leave us happy single people alone to enjoy the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/5851087870024857750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=5851087870024857750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5851087870024857750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5851087870024857750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-dave.html' title='Oh the dave...'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-5469391268079160024</id><published>2007-02-15T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:54:16.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These days mercy cuts so deep. If the world was as it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.</title><summary type='text'>This last week I began my employment at The Mennonite Village (an old folks home for those not in the loop). I'm working from 10pm to 6am, which isn't all that challenging really. In fact it's a little easier since most of the residents are asleep. I decided to take the NOC shift so I could get a handle on both my practical and patient skills before delving into the rushed craziness of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/5469391268079160024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=5469391268079160024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5469391268079160024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5469391268079160024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-days-mercy-cuts-so-deep-if-world.html' title='These days mercy cuts so deep. If the world was as it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6121933464285209635</id><published>2007-02-11T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:35:12.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is just to show off my hair... and it looks hopeful</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6121933464285209635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6121933464285209635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6121933464285209635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6121933464285209635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-pic-of-me.html' title='This is just to show off my hair... and it looks hopeful'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/Rh2Ze_NpXOI/AAAAAAAAABM/lzq0DfJacjU/s72-c/jj.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-48065562349326231</id><published>2007-01-29T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:56:04.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there some idea to replace my life?</title><summary type='text'>Last week I started my Nursing Assistant clinicals at the Mennonite Village. I've never been around a place like that, I've never really seen the dying or the terminally sick, much less spent a very intimate week with them, caring for their needs.While this last week was very exhausting, emotionally and spiritually, it has been one of the most rewarding weeks I've ever had. I really enjoy it. Not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/48065562349326231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=48065562349326231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/48065562349326231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/48065562349326231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-there-some-idea-to-replace-my-life.html' title='Is there some idea to replace my life?'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-5923561193184567206</id><published>2007-01-18T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:18:18.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh can't you see what love has done?</title><summary type='text'>I've been encouraged recently by some of the many great articles posted on Relevant Magazine's homepage. There seem to be new ones daily, by people who actually seem to know what they're talking about.This one just about knocked me out of my chair.Grace and Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/5923561193184567206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=5923561193184567206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5923561193184567206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5923561193184567206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-cant-you-see-what-love-has-done.html' title='Oh can&apos;t you see what love has done?'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-780143691433223751</id><published>2007-01-17T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:01:35.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It felt wrong not to swing..."</title><summary type='text'>I was asked yesterday if my two latest posts were supposed to be in contrast, or if I am really that hypocritical and ironic.Well, no, my last two post were not meant to be contrasting views of the person and message of Jesus Christ.Yes I am often hypocritical.And, you must understand, my more intellectual posts are eitherA) B.S.-ing,B) Regurgitated theories of other men and women,C) musing, orD)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/780143691433223751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=780143691433223751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/780143691433223751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/780143691433223751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-felt-wrong-not-to-swing.html' title='&quot;It felt wrong not to swing...&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-913453445879655798</id><published>2007-01-15T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:38:32.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Want More Than The Wars Of Our Fathers.</title><summary type='text'>Currently I've been reading "The Powers That Be" by Walter Wink (notice the "currently reading" section of my blog).  The book is challenging both in its message and mode of reasoning, very heavy. The book concerns Jesus' teachings of nonviolence and authority, foremost spelling out how historically authority, and culture for that matter, has been plagued by violence.I just arrived at the point </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/913453445879655798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=913453445879655798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/913453445879655798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/913453445879655798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-want-more-than-wars-of-our-fathers.html' title='We Want More Than The Wars Of Our Fathers.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4233807137604417039</id><published>2007-01-12T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:48:16.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Driscoll kicks some major ba-yootock... again.</title><summary type='text'>Mark Driscoll is a hero of mine. First of he's manly... IN SEATTLE! Second, he's been rumored to have had to wear a bullet proof vest behind the pulpit. Thirdly, He kicked some can in a Relevent Magazine artilce asking five prominent evangelical leaders thier views on the the future of the church in America. For the full article, buy the magazine, but he's just a taste of the goodness that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4233807137604417039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4233807137604417039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4233807137604417039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4233807137604417039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/mark-driscoll-kicks-some-major-ba.html' title='Mark Driscoll kicks some major ba-yootock... again.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-7486975087515221048</id><published>2007-01-08T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:27:09.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nursing Assistant.</title><summary type='text'>Well folks, Wednesday I started my CNA class. WHOO HOO. It's been nice DOING something for a change. I feel progressive. It's a nice feeling.This morning I took an Enneagram Test, and found that I am Type Two : The Helper. Nice to know since that's going to (Lord willing) be my job for the rest of the year. As a CNA, "comfort" is my job.Grace And Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/7486975087515221048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=7486975087515221048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7486975087515221048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7486975087515221048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/nursing-assistant.html' title='The Nursing Assistant.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3242546924252999929</id><published>2007-01-02T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:02:17.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings understands me SOOO well!</title><summary type='text'>What Your Soul Really Looks LikeYou are very passionate and quite temperamental. While you can be moody, you always crave comfort.You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.You believe that people see you for how you are, not how you look. But deep down, you know that's not exactly true.Your near </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3242546924252999929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3242546924252999929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3242546924252999929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3242546924252999929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogthings-understands-me-sooo-well.html' title='Blogthings understands me SOOO well!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6015022536951143901</id><published>2006-12-29T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:04:47.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Years Prayer.</title><summary type='text'>When will the death we deal in the hands, lips, and hearts of one another finally arrest our souls and we cry for you?When will the lies we whisper eat us away and our ears are healed with your salve?When will the medicine come for our milky eyes?When will You crush the wicked? Or should we pray for them that scandalous grace that would prove us to me monster's likewise? On that day will we spend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6015022536951143901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6015022536951143901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6015022536951143901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6015022536951143901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-new-years-prayer.html' title='My New Years Prayer.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1438069073283754193</id><published>2006-12-28T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:30:08.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart is a little to the left</title><summary type='text'>Caleb and I took a little jaunt to Eugene today, and passed by this piculiar sign. Would you bring your bird there? Aweful bad marketing if you ask me.It was a good day, downtown Eugene is a wonderfuly eclectic mash of boutiques and coffee shops, and if those don't catch your eye the people shure will!I heard about one coffee house from a good friend called The Wandering Goat, I had a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1438069073283754193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1438069073283754193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1438069073283754193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1438069073283754193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/heart-is-little-to-left.html' title='The heart is a little to the left'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RZR7VfauymI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FdvgtgWwxxc/s72-c/DSCN0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-154726072581486793</id><published>2006-12-27T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:14:34.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saints Are Coming!</title><summary type='text'>First off, GO SEE BLOOD DIAMOND! But only if you want to be utterly haunted. -Disclaimer- it's very violent and heart wrenching so be warned. But I wouldn't recommend it if there wasn't something redeemable, and much of the movie is.With that said, how about a little musing?Being surrounded with all the mirth and joy of the holidays has been a wonderful blessing.  But sometimes  I forget what it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/154726072581486793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=154726072581486793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/154726072581486793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/154726072581486793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/saints-are-coming.html' title='The Saints Are Coming!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4387748602324931715</id><published>2006-12-22T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:30:32.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Little Girls</title><summary type='text'>My dear sweet neices are over at grandmas today spreading youthfullness, joy and staring blankly at the camera.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4387748602324931715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4387748602324931715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4387748602324931715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4387748602324931715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/thank-god-for-little-girls.html' title='Thank God for Little Girls'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RYxYTvauykI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ii3FWZF1ErM/s72-c/DSCN0625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-343691987554128405</id><published>2006-12-21T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:01:34.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appearently</title><summary type='text'>Your Dominant Thinking Style: VisioningYou are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights.You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details.An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path.You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.What's Your Thinking Style?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/343691987554128405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=343691987554128405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/343691987554128405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/343691987554128405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/appearently.html' title='Appearently'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8292980992950004623</id><published>2006-12-16T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:20:02.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winter's so, and the Winter's so long</title><summary type='text'>Ever since I took my leave of Target Distro. I've had a wonderful ruckus time. I've spent a majority of my time terrorizing the critters of the central valley. This is, unfortunately, the least opportune time of the year for varmint hunting and consequently I've just been giving my rifle some good hikes. The scenery is very nice though, very grand, calming and majestic.Also, I've realized how I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8292980992950004623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8292980992950004623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8292980992950004623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8292980992950004623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-winters-so-and-winters-so-long.html' title='And the Winter&apos;s so, and the Winter&apos;s so long'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8174369436413483697</id><published>2006-12-07T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:33:53.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><summary type='text'>I was encouraged tonight in reading an early sermon of Dietrich Bonhoeffer's entitled Jesus Christ And The Essence of Christianity. I've wondered many times exactly what the gospel is, the gospel being the truth or idea Jesus was sent to give us for his Father's glory, and what it means for us who are supposed to firstly understand, then to speak and show it. Bonhoeffer said this,"Christianity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8174369436413483697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8174369436413483697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8174369436413483697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8174369436413483697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1562817640028726455</id><published>2006-12-06T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:57:37.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, it is excellent to have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant." - Shakespeare</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I turned in my team-member badge and said farewell to the unblinking red eye of Target."Why?" you ask, "Why would you give up your job at such a hip, fast, fun and friendly place as Target?  It's not like they're Walmart!"After my first three weeks at the Distribution Center, I started noticing that none of the employees had that those glossy red-schemed "Happy to be here!" faces. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1562817640028726455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1562817640028726455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1562817640028726455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1562817640028726455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-it-is-excellent-to-have-giants.html' title='&quot;Oh, it is excellent to have a giant&apos;s strength, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.&quot; - Shakespeare'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2JhiSot618I/RXdysyXPyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TWlb-EpryJs/s72-c/mordor3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-5176494368852137186</id><published>2006-11-16T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:58:23.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the target market, we set the corporate target, we are slaves of what we want.</title><summary type='text'>Well, Fall season has started at Target, busy busy busy. I'm surprised that I still enjoy my job somewhat, it's been alot easier since I've been trained on the equipment, though it's still a little depressing feeding the Mammon Monster. Packing boxes of useless designer things with big "Made In Indonesia" or "Made In China" labels just kindof gets to a guy after awhile. I hope to write more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/5176494368852137186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=5176494368852137186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5176494368852137186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/5176494368852137186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-target-market-we-set-corporate.html' title='We are the target market, we set the corporate target, we are slaves of what we want.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-7860889404541907288</id><published>2006-11-06T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:26:24.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another rainy day comes up from the ocean to give herself away</title><summary type='text'>Rain is such a blessing. For some reason, every year I forget what the seasons look like in Oregon. Which is really kind of a blessing, because I'm constantly surprised at the beauty each season holds. Even these cloudy, rainy days hold something wonderful, it's all like a love letter from God about his provision and care. Every season I feel like Jacob, waking up after his vision of the stairway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/7860889404541907288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=7860889404541907288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7860889404541907288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7860889404541907288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-rainy-day-comes-up-from-ocean.html' title='Another rainy day comes up from the ocean to give herself away'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-8668738085065105351</id><published>2006-11-05T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:42:58.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparrows and Lilies? YES!</title><summary type='text'>Well, I checked out those backpacks at fredmeyers, and as it turns out they were on sale! So it wasn't some miracle, but praise God we were able to help danny out. I hope he got out of all this rain, and pray he'd find a place to settle. Thankyou for reading, and praying and let us press on love one another.Grace and Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/8668738085065105351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=8668738085065105351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8668738085065105351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/8668738085065105351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/11/sparrows-and-lilies-yes.html' title='Sparrows and Lilies? YES!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-2569214875956333215</id><published>2006-11-02T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:58:05.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"If we will not make them rich enough to be clean, then empathically we must do what we did with the saints. We must reverence them for being dirty."</title><summary type='text'>Halloween Night Caleb Bose, Kent Reister and myself were sitting outside of Starbucks in Albany enjoying coffee and company when we were approached by a Brother named Daniel.Daniel is hitchhiking his way from Montana to Brookings, Oregon. He has a weathered face, and shoulder length hair pulled back into a pony tail. He is kind, and humble and a Brother in Christ and he blessed us four boys half </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/2569214875956333215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=2569214875956333215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2569214875956333215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/2569214875956333215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-we-will-not-make-them-rich-enough-to.html' title='&quot;If we will not make them rich enough to be clean, then empathically we must do what we did with the saints. We must reverence them for being dirty.&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-6885969025400289304</id><published>2006-10-29T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:26:38.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I Could Do This More Often</title><summary type='text'>Yes! Blood and Testosterone and such.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/6885969025400289304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=6885969025400289304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6885969025400289304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/6885969025400289304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/10/joy-of-killing-brings-men-together.html' title='Wish I Could Do This More Often'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4339849726475305673</id><published>2006-10-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T18:29:30.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Be Like Torches- Pun Intended</title><summary type='text'>This week I've been blessed to read Don't Waste Your Life  by John Piper. Good book I might add, its right up there with Tozer's pursuit of God on the "Worldview Changing Book" list. Last night I came to the chapter on the risk of a life devoted to Christ. As we know, we were not promised health wealth and prosperity, here piper did well to speak of what the Lord does promise, and in the end what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4339849726475305673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4339849726475305673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4339849726475305673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4339849726475305673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-be-like-torches-pun-intended.html' title='We&apos;ll Be Like Torches- Pun Intended'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-3774848328796587619</id><published>2006-10-20T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:48:06.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't do it.</title><summary type='text'>You might have noticed my current read is Jane Austin's Pride and Prejudice. Well no more! No matter how hard I try I cannot get into the book. Don't get me wrong, I'm shure it's great, but not my cup of tea. All in all the book's picture of the female mind makes me mildly nervous. Neither do I care about the intricate social tapestry of affluent brittish girls. I want BLOOD! I want SACRIFICE! I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/3774848328796587619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=3774848328796587619' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3774848328796587619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/3774848328796587619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/10/cant-do-it.html' title='Can&apos;t do it.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-7179709244255285221</id><published>2006-10-10T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:02:04.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Company Ever?</title><summary type='text'>This last week I started my job at the Target Distrobution Center in Albany. The job is very physically and mentally demanding, which is actually something I'm use to and kind of thrive off of. I'm actually excited to start work.Target has a very interesting Corprate culture, I'll blog more about that later.My days off are Wednesday, Thursday and Sunday, which is nice, since every other day is my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/7179709244255285221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=7179709244255285221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7179709244255285221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/7179709244255285221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/10/best-company-ever.html' title='Best Company Ever?'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-966165546833713625</id><published>2006-09-28T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:45:53.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen and The Art of Longboard Maintenance</title><summary type='text'>As I mentioned in my last post, I bought a Longboard this week and have had a blast riding it around. My board is a Sector Nine "Zen" bamboo board with this awesome graphic on the bottom! But there was always something wrong. I could not for the life of me get really comfortable on that board! I was always fighting for my balance. I thought it was just a feng shui thing, until I remembered what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/966165546833713625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=966165546833713625' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/966165546833713625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/966165546833713625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/09/zen-and-art-of-longboard-maintenance.html' title='Zen and The Art of Longboard Maintenance'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-531295773646194924</id><published>2006-09-26T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:31:41.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage Politics, Frank, And Carving The Asphalt</title><summary type='text'>I'll admit it, my communication skills are bullocks. Rarely can I find the words to reflect my true intent successfully, and half the time I'm not careful enough to care whether someone understands. In this way, I am to Communication what a Walrus is to sewing.Comprende?...    HAHAH!So when I got to blog, I care very little for my syntax. Which is ironic considering the communication of ideas and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/531295773646194924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=531295773646194924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/531295773646194924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/531295773646194924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/09/teenage-politics-frank-and-carving.html' title='Teenage Politics, Frank, And Carving The Asphalt'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4152139503435265943</id><published>2006-09-15T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:35:51.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilgrim?</title><summary type='text'>So I've found myself with two weeks of freedom before my job at the Target Distrobution Center starts up. I've been wracking my brain for awhile now on how to spend it, considering that I most likely will never have such an void of responsibility ever again.I want to, he-he, find God in this time, to use it well and spend time in his merciful grace. I'm hoping to make it to a couple soup kitchens</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4152139503435265943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4152139503435265943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4152139503435265943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4152139503435265943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/09/pilgrim.html' title='Pilgrim?'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-1362956979517467303</id><published>2006-09-11T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:48:17.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORDOR!</title><summary type='text'>Saturday was simply grueling. I have never been more challenged both physically and mentally, possibly even spiritually. The team: Erik, Kent, The Rispler, Chris and I. The objective: the summit of the South Sister, six miles uphill the whole way. Outcome? We Reached the summit in FOUR! count'em 1 2 3 FOUR HOURS. Unfortunately there were no waterfalls. I forgot how cruel the high desert is, cruel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/1362956979517467303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=1362956979517467303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1362956979517467303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/1362956979517467303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/09/mordor.html' title='MORDOR!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-4004923048219201854</id><published>2006-09-08T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:50:57.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Soul Meet's Body</title><summary type='text'>Tomarrow Erik, Kent, The Rispler, and The Risplers purportedly cool brother-in-law will be taking a day hike up into the Three Sisters Wilderness Area. I hope to see some of these along the way.It's been quite awhile since I've posted hasn't it? Well let me catch you up! I scored a job at the Target Distrobution Center in Albany which I start in October, I got a bonus on my last farming paycheck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/4004923048219201854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=4004923048219201854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4004923048219201854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/4004923048219201854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/09/where-soul-meets-body.html' title='Where Soul Meet&apos;s Body'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115691830550366383</id><published>2006-08-29T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:11:45.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scandal of Grace</title><summary type='text'>I was walking through the Albany Public Library recently and came across a book that's been catching my eye for awhile now. I had seen The Irresistable Revolution before in a Christian book store my friend hannah works at, but never had the guts or money to take it home, but this time it got to me.The sub-title to the book is "living as an ordinary radical", red flags right? The interesting thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115691830550366383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115691830550366383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115691830550366383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115691830550366383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/scandal-of-grace.html' title='The Scandal of Grace'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115639827132297997</id><published>2006-08-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:44:31.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventually all of this must become zeros and ones</title><summary type='text'>Ever since my wreck a week ago, the fact of God has been made painfully plain to me. It's interesting, because this whole month I've felt an incredible presence of God. In some ways it's all apart of growing up, but in a much deeper way it's the grace of God being made plain. I'm really hesitant to say I've grown, because it's so hard to measure this. At least I don't feel qualified to. I say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115639827132297997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115639827132297997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115639827132297997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115639827132297997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/eventually-all-of-this-must-become.html' title='Eventually all of this must become zeros and ones'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115630871352564947</id><published>2006-08-22T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:51:53.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kooky questions</title><summary type='text'>So, Meeshel posted this, and I'm a sucker for these things... so I hope you get some laughes out of this.1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?When you all see me go up in a red mist... you'll know the answer! HAHAHA2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?James Blunt, because he's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115630871352564947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115630871352564947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115630871352564947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115630871352564947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/kooky-questions.html' title='Kooky questions'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115620869726814991</id><published>2006-08-21T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:04:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY COW!</title><summary type='text'>  You are a Social Liberal(60% permissive)and an... Economic Liberal(23% permissive)You are best described as a:Democrat                 Link: The Politics Test  on OkCupid Free Online DatingAlso: The OkCupid Dating Persona TestI think this is darn halarious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115620869726814991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115620869726814991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115620869726814991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115620869726814991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/holy-cow.html' title='HOLY COW!'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115577528970427820</id><published>2006-08-16T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:41:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In God We Trust</title><summary type='text'>Well, I got in an accident yesterday evening. I'm fine, no one was seriously hurt, Thank God.My thunderchicken is no more however. It all puts a little wrench in my plans, but what are those anyway? God is good and He has protected me, not to mention He cares about sparrows for heavens sake, how much more me! There is a reason for all this.So your prayers are welcome as everything gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115577528970427820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115577528970427820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115577528970427820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115577528970427820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-god-we-trust.html' title='In God We Trust'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115527417595069726</id><published>2006-08-10T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:02:16.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Mockingbird, No New Song To Sing.</title><summary type='text'>Last week I read a book by one of my favorie authors Donald Miller about a road trip he and a friend took from Texas to Oregon in a VW van. The book, Through Painted Deserts, talks about Millers expirience of growing closer with God away from all the ties of modern life that left him so dead inside. A really great read, if you ever get the chance.Another one of Millers books, Blue Like Jazz, is a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115527417595069726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115527417595069726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115527417595069726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115527417595069726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-mockingbird-no-new-song-to-sing.html' title='Just A Mockingbird, No New Song To Sing.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115491503375351832</id><published>2006-08-06T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:45:39.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Sunday</title><summary type='text'>I've been blessed recently by a collection of poety given to me by a good friend. I really forgot how wonderful this stuff was! I think sunday is best for posting poetry, something reflective about the day that helps my crowded mind find the beauty in the words. So! here is my first poem, from A Book Of Luminous Things, D.H. Lawrence.ButterflyButterfly, the wind blows sea-ward, strong beyond the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115491503375351832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115491503375351832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115491503375351832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115491503375351832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/poetry-sunday.html' title='Poetry Sunday'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115458928362903674</id><published>2006-08-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:14:43.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer to knowing</title><summary type='text'>So sitting in my hammock tonight, I thought it would be nice to write. In my last post, I said something to the effect that I feel like a new person. And I really do. One of my good friends called me the next day and was kind of confused about this. Was everything I was this year a lie?Well kind of,  hahah. It's not as if I've thrown away this year and all the people I've loved in it, I just see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115458928362903674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115458928362903674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115458928362903674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115458928362903674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-step-closer-to-knowing.html' title='One step closer to knowing'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115414679831113031</id><published>2006-07-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:19:58.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take this mouth so quick to criticize, take this mouth, give it a kiss</title><summary type='text'>Wow, there goes July. And how was it you ask? Well... One word to describe July would be: Crazyunsanctifedblessedcation. Alot of things have changed since I stared out this month, and here at the end I finally feel normal. That's something I haven't felt since December. God is good in solitude, he fashions your heart to be a quiet gentle thing. I've come to see something in those Fields beyond </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115414679831113031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115414679831113031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115414679831113031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115414679831113031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/07/take-this-mouth-so-quick-to-criticize.html' title='Take this mouth so quick to criticize, take this mouth, give it a kiss'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115372084381627415</id><published>2006-07-23T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:00:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is there to answer if I'm the only one?</title><summary type='text'>Well it's been awhile since I've posted. So here we go.I've finally started being alright with this solitude thing. I actually perfer it now, which... i hope is a good sign. It's interesting how God works. I was talking to Erik, and it seems like alot of stuff in our lives kind of collalates. As in, he's gone through stuff in the same order I have (am). He had a lonely year, and this one's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115372084381627415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115372084381627415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115372084381627415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115372084381627415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-there-to-answer-if-im-only-one.html' title='What is there to answer if I&apos;m the only one?'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115276675640403365</id><published>2006-07-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:59:16.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Since those used to being overherd by everyone were often at a loss for how to make themselves heard by someone."</title><summary type='text'>There is a boy with glowing eyes, who is quiet and respectful, gently humorous, who cries and laughs in the same breath-especially when reminded of Christ. There is a boy who cares sincerely and won't let even a shadow of turning, of bitterness or cynicism or pride darken a conversation. I want to be that boy. I have, a few times, and few people have seen him. This morning I had breakfast with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115276675640403365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115276675640403365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115276675640403365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115276675640403365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/07/since-those-used-to-being-overherd-by.html' title='&quot;Since those used to being overherd by everyone were often at a loss for how to make themselves heard by someone.&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115189727261982638</id><published>2006-07-02T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:52:58.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderate strength is shown in violence, supreme strength is shown in levity. -Chesterton</title><summary type='text'>This whole lonesome disciple, identity finding, muscle building, existentialist month has sucked. But I've found some redemption in U2... of all places. I don't know what this song is really about, but the lyrics, taken superfically, hit me right where I'm at.         Lay downLay downLay your sweet lovely on the groundLay your love on the trackWe’re gonna break the monster’s backYes we are…Lay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115189727261982638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115189727261982638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115189727261982638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115189727261982638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/07/moderate-strength-is-shown-in-violence.html' title='Moderate strength is shown in violence, supreme strength is shown in levity. -Chesterton'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115164511133660865</id><published>2006-06-29T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:25:11.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God bless the broken road</title><summary type='text'>A few thoughts from the Swather:In Summer there is no escape from fans -as in the whirly things that move air- in the machine, in the shop, in my room, they are everywhere! Subsequently summer lacks silence.God has a thing for sparrows, he always lets them, even the babie ones, escape my big red vehicle of teeth and hate.Love is everywhere, and what a bum we've made of it. The only songs on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115164511133660865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115164511133660865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115164511133660865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115164511133660865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/god-bless-broken-road.html' title='God bless the broken road'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115147098148150951</id><published>2006-06-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:03:01.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shady days help me through the hopless haze</title><summary type='text'>I just finished my first 15 hour day of the season. Being able to work is great, but the long lonely hours staring at the ground are intensly taxing. In many ways I feel like Robinson Crusoe. I just hope I won't have to relearn how to talk. Thankfully I have the whole Bible on my Ipod, along with all my music, and a radio. I've even grown a taste for country music... hey, it's better than rap.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115147098148150951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115147098148150951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115147098148150951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115147098148150951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/shady-days-help-me-through-hopless.html' title='Shady days help me through the hopless haze'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115121902910602061</id><published>2006-06-24T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T00:03:49.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to shine on in the hearts of man, I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand. Direction to perfection.</title><summary type='text'>What a good day off! *Big Breath*This being my last free saturday for the season, I decided to chill out, sleep in till noon, then head into Corvallis for awhile before watching a movie with some friends. I had an awesome time brousing in Borders, though I have to admit something. I have a emmense desire to read contemporary literature, yet this horrid fear that underneath the well designed cover</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115121902910602061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115121902910602061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115121902910602061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115121902910602061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-to-shine-on-in-hearts-of-man-i.html' title='I want to shine on in the hearts of man, I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand. Direction to perfection.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115118862699074696</id><published>2006-06-24T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T15:39:11.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yankee</title><summary type='text'>According to the test, I'm 38% Dixie.I am in fact a Yankee... Whew!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115118862699074696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115118862699074696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115118862699074696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115118862699074696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/yankee.html' title='Yankee'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115103288023958932</id><published>2006-06-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:21:20.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A thing must be loved before is loveable"</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday morning I talked with my Elders about my future plans. I have to say I am incredibly blessed to be in the midst of such wise men. One of the things they made clear to me, was that they would give me counsul, but as for my decisions, they are my own, because before Christ I alone am accountable for how I use my life. That is some profound stuff.And so I'm not going to Africa, or Mexico, or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115103288023958932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115103288023958932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115103288023958932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115103288023958932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/thing-must-be-loved-before-is-loveable.html' title='&quot;A thing must be loved before is loveable&quot;'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115077157379291405</id><published>2006-06-19T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:46:13.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been dying to get out, and that might be the death of me, be my escape</title><summary type='text'>What a crazy-weird-exhausting week(+end) its been! Let's start from the top shall we?Thursday: Got to spend lunch with Chelsea, a great young lady from my class. I was nice to talk to someone of the opposite gender and have nothing to loose. Considering she's wants to be a social worker, I'm shure I gave her some good first practice in "how to dismantle a tortured artist". But really we had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115077157379291405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115077157379291405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115077157379291405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115077157379291405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-dying-to-get-out-and-that.html' title='I&apos;ve been dying to get out, and that might be the death of me, be my escape'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115035265821259031</id><published>2006-06-14T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:24:18.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Juice?... UH... Bro, I don't feel so fly.</title><summary type='text'>These last few days have been extrodinarily fun. Tuesday Kent and I terrorized the rabit population of fischer road, and made a quick stop at boccarinis for a spot of tea. It was great just to get out in nature, the smell of cotton wood and wild mint brought back a lot of good memories, and talking history with Kent with the occasional pause for a kill was stimulating. We both agree that if it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115035265821259031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115035265821259031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115035265821259031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115035265821259031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/go-juice-uh-bro-i-dont-feel-so-fly.html' title='Go Juice?... UH... Bro, I don&apos;t feel so fly.'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115023027712806759</id><published>2006-06-13T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:24:37.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do we go to fall from grace? God put a smile upon my face</title><summary type='text'>So this is freedom eh? Seems a little boring to me. Of course, this is only my third day of adulthood, so I'll try not to jump to conclusions. In some ways I can't wait to get to work. It'll be nice to be exhausted at the end of the day, and to know I earned something. I don't think I could stand being unemployed, this aimless wandering thing really weighs on you.Yesterday I chilled with Caleb </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115023027712806759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115023027712806759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115023027712806759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115023027712806759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-do-we-go-to-fall-from-grace-god.html' title='Where do we go to fall from grace? God put a smile upon my face'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115013832400968701</id><published>2006-06-12T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:52:04.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AllRIIIGHT</title><summary type='text'>For some reason, one that escapes me, my new template lies about comment posting... no worries the problem soon will be fixed. THE BESS STRIKES AGAIN!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/feeds/115013832400968701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28057916&amp;postID=115013832400968701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115013832400968701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28057916/posts/default/115013832400968701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-abbas.blogspot.com/2006/06/allriiight.html' title='AllRIIIGHT'/><author><name>DKBess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1583209423_2f0fb36663.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28057916.post-115008945975133846</id><published>2006-06-11T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:17:39.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, hustlers grab your guns, my shadow weighs a ton, drivin down the 101</title><summary type='text'>Well, Graduation is done. Don't know what I think about that yet. So, I'm going to let Modest Mouse speak for me. For graduation Meeshel gave me this incredible mix CD, that basically explained my current state of existence to a que, and this song was on it. I know it's just a bunch of words withought the music, but this is my version of poety thursday. 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