<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.comments</id><updated>2009-12-05T06:00:48.354-06:00</updated><category term='Artwork'/><category term='A Day in the Life'/><category term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Tim and Amber</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/feeds/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tim Kennett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18150577660543085961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-4692376095157147373</id><published>2009-07-24T05:27:09.536-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T05:27:09.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very cool. We had a great time with you guys.</title><content type='html'>Very cool. We had a great time with you guys.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3739084591366643169/comments/default/4692376095157147373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3739084591366643169/comments/default/4692376095157147373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2009/07/ocean-city-2009-video.html?showComment=1248431229536#c4692376095157147373' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03844717136645971731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14662453872863225167'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2009/07/ocean-city-2009-video.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3739084591366643169' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3739084591366643169' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-429606414'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='July 24, 2009 5:27 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-951624135582646318</id><published>2009-04-03T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:37:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's such a sweetheart. Wouldn't it be interestin...</title><content type='html'>She's such a sweetheart. Wouldn't it be interesting if she turns out to have artistic talent? Then we'd have to ask nature/nurture questions. Interesting.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3163428026606995493/comments/default/951624135582646318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3163428026606995493/comments/default/951624135582646318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2009/04/playtime-with-makayla.html?showComment=1238776620000#c951624135582646318' title=''/><author><name>Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2009/04/playtime-with-makayla.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3163428026606995493' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3163428026606995493' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-443734471'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='April 3, 2009 11:37 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3432505348680040129</id><published>2009-01-04T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:44:00.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Makayla!!!! You are soooooo beautif...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Makayla!!!! You are soooooo beautiful!!!!!&lt;BR/&gt;Love &lt;BR/&gt;Nana S.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/5929978700600574347/comments/default/3432505348680040129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/5929978700600574347/comments/default/3432505348680040129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/10/makayla-summer-and-early-fall-08.html?showComment=1231098240000#c3432505348680040129' title=''/><author><name>Nana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/10/makayla-summer-and-early-fall-08.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-5929978700600574347' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/5929978700600574347' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1669978266'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='January 4, 2009 1:44 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-534540327307321650</id><published>2008-11-08T07:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:14:00.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hi Tim,Amber, and of course Makayla too! I was jus...</title><content type='html'>hi Tim,Amber, and of course Makayla too! I was just here checking out your all so sentimental site and I just thought it would be appropriate to say that this particular video is neat.I really like the music you put with it. it seems to really fit. you really do a great job on this here web space you have. My prayers and wishes are with you all. keeping you in mind. love, jimmy</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6595736442646947405/comments/default/534540327307321650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6595736442646947405/comments/default/534540327307321650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/10/harvest-fun.html?showComment=1226150040000#c534540327307321650' title=''/><author><name>jimmy fox</name><uri>http://www.myspace.com/jamesandkerri</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/10/harvest-fun.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6595736442646947405' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/6595736442646947405' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1924417278'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='November 8, 2008 7:14 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6899982388200019114</id><published>2008-04-27T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:09:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>makayla is really beautiful. i couldn't resist to ...</title><content type='html'>makayla is really beautiful. i couldn't resist to see how she has grown. shayla is also a beautiful blessing and has a true heart for jesus. she has changed our lives dramatically. she is in christian pre-school and is doing wonderful. God is so good. these children are the heart of jesus. i wish you a blessed day everyday... jody fox</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3862875144121506516/comments/default/6899982388200019114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3862875144121506516/comments/default/6899982388200019114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/02/makayla-photos-from-summer-through.html?showComment=1209316140000#c6899982388200019114' title=''/><author><name>jodygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09834201794425504557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/02/makayla-photos-from-summer-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3862875144121506516' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3862875144121506516' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1491311154'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='April 27, 2008 12:09 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-5892503892184876355</id><published>2008-03-30T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:00:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's gorgeous and looks like a lot of fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br...</title><content type='html'>She's gorgeous and looks like a lot of fun!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Congrats to the two of you.  :D&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Jason Wheelock&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;P.S.  Got your page from Janet while on facebook.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3862875144121506516/comments/default/5892503892184876355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3862875144121506516/comments/default/5892503892184876355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/02/makayla-photos-from-summer-through.html?showComment=1206889200000#c5892503892184876355' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2008/02/makayla-photos-from-summer-through.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3862875144121506516' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3862875144121506516' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-424522042'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='March 30, 2008 10:00 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2103757930997024545</id><published>2007-09-21T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:31:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible! She is growing up so fast. Such a love...</title><content type='html'>Incredible! She is growing up so fast. Such a lovely and loveable little girl.&lt;BR/&gt;Dad</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/5621803906955691708/comments/default/2103757930997024545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/5621803906955691708/comments/default/2103757930997024545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/09/makayla-plays-and-reads.html?showComment=1190435460000#c2103757930997024545' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/09/makayla-plays-and-reads.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-5621803906955691708' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/5621803906955691708' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1815899677'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='September 21, 2007 11:31 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6364843823009987949</id><published>2007-07-25T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T12:41:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If anyone wants to see what the Joy of Jesus is li...</title><content type='html'>If anyone wants to see what the Joy of Jesus is like, they only need to see the face of this child. This is the face of innocence and trust, the face he would like to see on us. What a blessing to see such a demonstration of the Joy of the Lord.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Gramma Heidi</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/465436939032795301/comments/default/6364843823009987949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/465436939032795301/comments/default/6364843823009987949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/07/makaylas-2007-summer-fun.html?showComment=1185385260000#c6364843823009987949' title=''/><author><name>Gramma Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02560704116248099887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/07/makaylas-2007-summer-fun.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-465436939032795301' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/465436939032795301' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-531450477'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='July 25, 2007 12:41 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-1714389389282449724</id><published>2007-07-23T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:39:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never stopped laughing at this one. Thanks Tim &amp;...</title><content type='html'>I never stopped laughing at this one. Thanks Tim &amp; Amber for making these pictures and videos available. I don't get to see her as much as I wish I could, so this takes the sting out of the distance.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Love Gramma</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2130343545726690470/comments/default/1714389389282449724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2130343545726690470/comments/default/1714389389282449724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/03/makayla-in-action.html?showComment=1185212340000#c1714389389282449724' title=''/><author><name>Gramma Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02560704116248099887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/03/makayla-in-action.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2130343545726690470' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2130343545726690470' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-531450477'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='July 23, 2007 12:39 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-257197429222155716</id><published>2007-07-23T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:37:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU MAKAYLA!  You are getting more adorable...</title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU MAKAYLA!  You are getting more adorable everyday!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Love Gramma Heidi</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/376985102499423226/comments/default/257197429222155716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/376985102499423226/comments/default/257197429222155716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-2007-fun.html?showComment=1185212220000#c257197429222155716' title=''/><author><name>Gramma Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02560704116248099887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-2007-fun.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-376985102499423226' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/376985102499423226' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-531450477'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='July 23, 2007 12:37 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6176494277101933234</id><published>2007-06-16T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:42:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As your student I would like to thank you for offe...</title><content type='html'>As your student I would like to thank you for offering your own personal website as a connection to your students. As I am one of them I can tell you that I find the little tidbits of your life I am finding out are highly interesting so thank you once again for offering this opportunity. You have an amazing talent Mrs. Kennett as do you Mr. Kennett. Both of your artwork examples are amazing. And your wedding pictures are adorable! God Bless!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3771817572304900687/comments/default/6176494277101933234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3771817572304900687/comments/default/6176494277101933234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/mothers-arms.html?showComment=1181972520000#c6176494277101933234' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Egedus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/mothers-arms.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3771817572304900687' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3771817572304900687' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-391600975'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:42 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-8298311266110599007</id><published>2007-06-16T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:41:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I especially like the hands which show character, ...</title><content type='html'>I especially like the hands which show character, age, and experience.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3771817572304900687/comments/default/8298311266110599007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/3771817572304900687/comments/default/8298311266110599007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/mothers-arms.html?showComment=1181972460000#c8298311266110599007' title=''/><author><name>Carol Kennett</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/mothers-arms.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3771817572304900687' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/3771817572304900687' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1018027376'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:41 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-7203968363324926509</id><published>2007-06-16T00:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:40:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew my Amber was an artist and becoming better ...</title><content type='html'>I knew my Amber was an artist and becoming better all the time, but I didn’t know you were one too, Tim. I was impressed with your style. Keep it up. I like your stuff!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2646128158994831309/comments/default/7203968363324926509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2646128158994831309/comments/default/7203968363324926509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/tims-drawing-collage.html?showComment=1181972400001#c7203968363324926509' title=''/><author><name>Heidi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/tims-drawing-collage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2646128158994831309' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2646128158994831309' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1983797153'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:40 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2148563539304329896</id><published>2007-06-16T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:40:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, Tim…you are a veritable cornucopia of hidden ...</title><content type='html'>Wow, Tim…you are a veritable cornucopia of hidden talent! Very cool….</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2646128158994831309/comments/default/2148563539304329896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2646128158994831309/comments/default/2148563539304329896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/tims-drawing-collage.html?showComment=1181972400000#c2148563539304329896' title=''/><author><name>Chris D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/06/tims-drawing-collage.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2646128158994831309' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2646128158994831309' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1903589110'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:40 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-7762979728562210057</id><published>2007-06-16T00:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:27:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God’s Word says that God is Holy, God is Love and ...</title><content type='html'>God’s Word says that God is Holy, God is Love and God is Light. Never is God called Grace. It is because of His love for us that he has grace for us. We are perfect sinners and well accomplished at it too. We do not deserve His grace and it doesn’t come close to the meaning of His holiness. There is no balance to be had between holiness and grace. They aren’t even on the same planet. We need to humbly fall under the feet of Christ on the cross and be sprinkled by the blood of his pierced side. Isaiah 53:5-6 says “He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities…We like sheep have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way. The Lord has laid the iniquity of us all on Him.” Worship a Holy God. We need to turn from our “ideas” about the cultural God, dig into what His holy word tells us and begin to live a blameless and pure life by living out His word.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/7762979728562210057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/7762979728562210057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html?showComment=1181971620001#c7762979728562210057' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2099953223239363619' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2099953223239363619' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-726188524'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:27 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2042362307379499595</id><published>2007-06-16T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:27:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I respect Larry Crabb’s work and will try to read ...</title><content type='html'>I respect Larry Crabb’s work and will try to read this book. But your chosen excerpts seem to go to the other extreme. He is both. Grace and Holiness. We are to find the balance and try to live in that place with Him.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/2042362307379499595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/2042362307379499595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html?showComment=1181971620000#c2042362307379499595' title=''/><author><name>Heidi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2099953223239363619' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2099953223239363619' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-710230086'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:27 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-821333970058131981</id><published>2007-06-16T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:26:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am struck by the truth of these words. Well chos...</title><content type='html'>I am struck by the truth of these words. Well chosen, Amber. I hope they humble me and call me to worship.&lt;BR/&gt;m.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/821333970058131981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2099953223239363619/comments/default/821333970058131981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html?showComment=1181971560000#c821333970058131981' title=''/><author><name>Mark Tindall</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/01/shattered-dreams-larry-crabb.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2099953223239363619' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2099953223239363619' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1156357540'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:26 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-4227089742055203836</id><published>2007-06-16T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:25:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what you mean Tim. Reading has always been ...</title><content type='html'>I know what you mean Tim. Reading has always been a way for me to decompress. Quite times for reading and prayer are to the spirit, like air and water to the body.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6351528967115581025/comments/default/4227089742055203836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6351528967115581025/comments/default/4227089742055203836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/11/tea-books-and-peace.html?showComment=1181971500000#c4227089742055203836' title=''/><author><name>Heidi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/11/tea-books-and-peace.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6351528967115581025' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/6351528967115581025' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2010454005'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:25 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-3486231173180280838</id><published>2007-06-16T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:24:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading your reflection also recalled to my mind s...</title><content type='html'>Reading your reflection also recalled to my mind some of the same sense. Thanks Dad</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6351528967115581025/comments/default/3486231173180280838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/6351528967115581025/comments/default/3486231173180280838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/11/tea-books-and-peace.html?showComment=1181971440000#c3486231173180280838' title=''/><author><name>Dad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/11/tea-books-and-peace.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-6351528967115581025' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/6351528967115581025' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-668687100'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:24 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2805715765944562066</id><published>2007-06-16T00:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:21:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprisingly your blog is at the top of the engine...</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly your blog is at the top of the engine search list for Google. Anyhow, Im an ENTP as well and most people are surprised when we say we are extroverted. That description puts it well. Just thought Id post. ;-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/2805715765944562066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/2805715765944562066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html?showComment=1181971260001#c2805715765944562066' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2957084371676035510' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2957084371676035510' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2082732118'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:21 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2168198998159722248</id><published>2007-06-16T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:21:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing congruence between descriptions and the Ti...</title><content type='html'>Amazing congruence between descriptions and the Tim I know! Except for the extroversion I can relate to many of the characteristics. I’ll try the test myself when I have time.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/2168198998159722248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/2168198998159722248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html?showComment=1181971260000#c2168198998159722248' title=''/><author><name>Dad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2957084371676035510' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2957084371676035510' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1487180213'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:21 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-7942489296059781305</id><published>2007-06-16T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:20:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn’t my IQ test say I was like Bill Gates?? And ...</title><content type='html'>Didn’t my IQ test say I was like Bill Gates?? And you’re like Steve Jobs. This doesn’t bode well for our relationship, does it?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Honestly, I can’t believe how accurate those comments are. It most DEFINITELY sounds like you.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/7942489296059781305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2957084371676035510/comments/default/7942489296059781305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html?showComment=1181971200000#c7942489296059781305' title=''/><author><name>Mom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2003/07/nutty-professor.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2957084371676035510' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2957084371676035510' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-923214065'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 16, 2007 12:20 AM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-8943592005938769014</id><published>2007-06-15T22:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:59:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was in the middle of homework when I realized I ...</title><content type='html'>I was in the middle of homework when I realized I didn’t know what my English homework was, so, I went to the school website to find your email. While on your page, I saw a link to this site. Being the extreme procrastinator that I am, of course I clicked on it to have an “excuse” for why I wasn’t doing homework. (long explanation, but I promise I do have a point) So, here I am, reading through your thoughts when I come across this one titled “Shower Thoughts”. First reaction: okay, Mr. Kennett’s a bit weird; he writes about his thoughts in the shower. But, I read the whole thing, and really wanted to comment. So I am. obviously.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I wanted to say that, like you, I’m a Christian, and I’ve often thought about how atheists think. I also believe that it makes sense to have a supreme creator that could be able to build a whole universe.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Anyway, I’ve been brought up Christian my entire life, but in the past few years, I think I’ve learned more and more about Him. I feel like I’ve grown closer to Him too. Though there hasn’t been any hard experience I’ve had to go through, there is one significant time when I really had to rely on God, which really confirmed everything I’ve believed in my whole life… (why I’m telling you this- I don’t know. I probably just don’t want to do homework.) Last year, my friend was going to commit suicide. She’d had the thought for a while, and was ready to do it. But, the night she had planned it, she IMed me. I was able to talk her out of killing herself. Though that night was pretty scary for me, I think it was one of the best nights of my life. As my friend told me that she couldn’t take another day and how everyone wouldn’t miss her if she were gone, I took out my Bible. In my super awesome Bible, there are a few laminated pages on some difficult topics that really stick out when you’re just flipping through. It’s kinda hard not to notice them. Anyway, that night, the first page I turned to was a pretty purple page with the heading ‘Suicide’ And I knew that God was there with me &amp; my best friend. Through me, He saved my friend’s life… Maybe it doesn’t sound as wonderful as it was, but… that moment really brought me closer to God… when I didn’t know what to do… yep…&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;well, that’s my long comment. Sorry I talk so much. Have a good weekend!! See you on Monday! :D</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/8943592005938769014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/8943592005938769014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html?showComment=1181966340001#c8943592005938769014' title=''/><author><name>Sara B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2831479842104276512' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2831479842104276512' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1685571001'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 15, 2007 10:59 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2765585974777758133</id><published>2007-06-15T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:59:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo Tim….as usual, well thought out and concise!...</title><content type='html'>Bravo Tim….as usual, well thought out and concise! No matter how much we would like to know those answers, they are by the nature of the question, beyond finite comprehension. This is why we evenutally have to accept God on faith. He then rewards that faith with intimate knowledge of Himself. No matter how much you would like to have it otherwise, the creator isn’t answerable to creation. If you want to know if He is real, (and I mean really want to know), then just ask Him. I did that 35 years ago, and His answer was YES. I committed my life to Him and have never looked back. I wish you well on your lifes journey. I hope you have the courage to seek Him, because if you do, you will find him. It’s a question of the sincerity of your heart. He never denies a true heart.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/2765585974777758133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/2765585974777758133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html?showComment=1181966340000#c2765585974777758133' title=''/><author><name>Heidi Colquhoun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2831479842104276512' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2831479842104276512' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1135659656'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 15, 2007 10:59 PM'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-7616460976485147695</id><published>2007-06-15T22:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:58:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for your thoughtful reply, Kevin. I have al...</title><content type='html'>Thanks for your thoughtful reply, Kevin. I have also wondered whether the mass of the Big Bang could have simply come from nothing. I guess it could have. But, there are a few things that make me believe this is incredibly unlikely and it is far more likely that there is a supreme mind behind it all.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;First, the order and design of the universe seems to shout out that there is a creator. Not only is the macro realm ordered including the universe, the galaxies, solar systems, and the planets, but so is the micro realm — our organs, cells, electrons, etc. Everything has its place–its laws. This order makes me stop and think — this couldn’t have happened randomly. Just as I can’t take bits of metal, thrown them in a box, shake them up and get a finely-crafted Rolex watch, it seems improbable that the world came about by random events. When I see order, especially the complex order that is in our universe, it means that, more than likely, there is a mind behind that order. For centuries man has been meticulously observing this order through our sciences and each day we are uncovering more orders and mysteries that seem to point to a designer.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Second, the heart and mind of humanity leads me to believe that we are special and there was a supreme being that made us. Just as the natural world is controlled by laws, we seem to have a “law” of sorts that is written in our hearts. People around the world claim that certain things are “good” and “fair.” And, contrary to what some may say, strangely enough, there are a lot of things that people from various cultures could agree on as far as what is fair. For example, in most parts of the world, if I steal something from someone (for our western world, let’s say it’s an iPod), and they find me out, they are going to yell at me and say that isn’t fair. In fact, they’ll demand that I give it back because it was theirs first.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;This little example also reveals something else that is significant. While there seems to be a “law” in our hearts about what is right and wrong, unlike the unbreakable laws of the physical world (like gravity, etc.), this “law” in our hearts can be broken. We can deviate from the “law.” In fact, people recognize and point to the deviations from the law as in the prior example or the more extreme example of today’s terrorism. The majority of people look at the bombings on the World Trade Center and even the wars in the world today and say to themselves, “This is not how it’s supposed to be.” This thought should make one ask a question — “Says who?! Who says it isn’t right?! Why shouldn’t we all just be killing each other?!”&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;An atheist might have a hard time sufficiently answering where this feeling of right and wrong comes from and why we shouldn’t just tear each other apart. In fact, in danger of sounding like the philosopher Aristotle, in order for the ideas of “right” and “wrong” to mean anything, there needs to be a supreme truth that exists outside of this system that we could test things against. If there is no supreme truth or right and wrong, there is only anarchy, principles of randomness and “survival of the fittest.” If the atheist believes that these are the principles that created the world, how can he argue that the way people are attacking each other isn’t “right”? If he remained true to his beliefs, he should allow for these principles to run their course and see who comes out on top. If there is no supreme creator, there is no supreme creator of the rules. In fact, there are no rules.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;That doesn’t sit well with me. My heart seems to be drawn to an answer that seems far more satisfying to the heart and the mind: the supreme creator who established the order that we see in nature is the one who created the rules in our heart–the rules that scream out to us that this violence is not how things are supposed to be. He also created us with the freedom to follow the rules of what is “good” so that we can freely choose to love him, but, with that freedom to do good comes the freedom to choose evil. It is the human tendency to choose evil that has screwed up our world and made things “not right.” We need someone to save us and, sadly, the only one who can save us is the creator himself.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Finally, the last thing that draws me to my belief in God is my relationship with him. One can talk about religion and the origin of our world and, while interesting, it doesn’t completely satisfy. The only thing that has satisfied me has been to go through the thoughts that I just expressed, come to God, and ask him to reveal himself to me personally. I feel like he’s done that in my life in numerous ways. While the least logical of the reasons, it is probably the one that is the most satisfying :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/7616460976485147695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/2831479842104276512/comments/default/7616460976485147695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html?showComment=1181966280001#c7616460976485147695' title=''/><author><name>Tim Kennett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18150577660543085961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://timberla.blogspot.com/2007/01/shower-thoughts.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966534606670536665.post-2831479842104276512' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966534606670536665/posts/default/2831479842104276512' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-865074210'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='June 15, 2007 10:58 PM'/></entry></feed>
