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	<title>Comments on: Sometimes, I Create Words In My Sleep.</title>
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		<title>By: Cindy Beall</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2678</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Cindy Beall]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 19:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I still can&#039;t get past 90.

Boo.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still can&#8217;t get past 90.</p>
<p>Boo.</p>
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		<title>By: Susan Elliott-Kinsey</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2668</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Susan Elliott-Kinsey]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 23:16:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#039;t think freakin&#039; is that big a deal, but I also think it&#039;s a generational thing.  Kind of like shades of gray.  You asked what&#039;s running through my mind and right now, as my husband says, I&#039;m ciphering on Mother&#039;s Day and Logan&#039;s graduation.  This will be the last Mother&#039;s Day that Logan is at home...the last one before he officially leaves the nest.  It&#039;s an exciting time, it&#039;s a sad time, it&#039;s a funny time all rolled up in one.  I keep thinking it&#039;s like him taking his first steps...venturing out into new places because he&#039;s figured out what those legs hanging out of his diaper were for.  Only this time, I won&#039;t be there to catch him when he falls.  I&#039;ll have to trust the Lord with that one.  And with all the other ones.  For me, it&#039;s taking trust and faith to a whole new level.  It&#039;s been fairly easy to trust Him with my kids because I&#039;m right here to make sure He does it right.  Anyone else do that?  Sure you do.  But Logan is going to school in Kentucky.  And so is Jesus by the way.  Every step.  Every moment.  Every breath.  And I just figured out one of the many reasons Jesus spaced my kids 13 years apart...so that I can keep my faith both here and now with Kaite and long distance with Logan...kind of like 3D stretching...Lord help me be limber!  Anyway, that&#039;s what&#039;s running through my mind...and btw, my Mom is absolutely awesome! (Mother&#039;s Day thought)  I marvel daily that I survived and I&#039;m thankful every day that she is one of my best friends...Have a great weekend!

Susan]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t think freakin&#8217; is that big a deal, but I also think it&#8217;s a generational thing.  Kind of like shades of gray.  You asked what&#8217;s running through my mind and right now, as my husband says, I&#8217;m ciphering on Mother&#8217;s Day and Logan&#8217;s graduation.  This will be the last Mother&#8217;s Day that Logan is at home&#8230;the last one before he officially leaves the nest.  It&#8217;s an exciting time, it&#8217;s a sad time, it&#8217;s a funny time all rolled up in one.  I keep thinking it&#8217;s like him taking his first steps&#8230;venturing out into new places because he&#8217;s figured out what those legs hanging out of his diaper were for.  Only this time, I won&#8217;t be there to catch him when he falls.  I&#8217;ll have to trust the Lord with that one.  And with all the other ones.  For me, it&#8217;s taking trust and faith to a whole new level.  It&#8217;s been fairly easy to trust Him with my kids because I&#8217;m right here to make sure He does it right.  Anyone else do that?  Sure you do.  But Logan is going to school in Kentucky.  And so is Jesus by the way.  Every step.  Every moment.  Every breath.  And I just figured out one of the many reasons Jesus spaced my kids 13 years apart&#8230;so that I can keep my faith both here and now with Kaite and long distance with Logan&#8230;kind of like 3D stretching&#8230;Lord help me be limber!  Anyway, that&#8217;s what&#8217;s running through my mind&#8230;and btw, my Mom is absolutely awesome! (Mother&#8217;s Day thought)  I marvel daily that I survived and I&#8217;m thankful every day that she is one of my best friends&#8230;Have a great weekend!</p>
<p>Susan</p>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2665</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Judy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 17:04:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[OOOOOOOOOOOOO...JR CORRECT???]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OOOOOOOOOOOOO&#8230;JR CORRECT???</p>
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		<title>By: Ron Jon</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2664</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ron Jon]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 16:48:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dusty,
I said the word &#039;freakin&#039; in front of my parents when i was in elementary school (5th grade, maybe). My dad was NOT happy.  Apparently,  it is a slang way of sayin&#039; another &#039;f&#039; word.  Or so I was told.
Can&#039;t wait to hear your message.
Thanks for sharing.
Ron Jon]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dusty,<br />
I said the word &#8216;freakin&#8217; in front of my parents when i was in elementary school (5th grade, maybe). My dad was NOT happy.  Apparently,  it is a slang way of sayin&#8217; another &#8216;f&#8217; word.  Or so I was told.<br />
Can&#8217;t wait to hear your message.<br />
Thanks for sharing.<br />
Ron Jon</p>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2663</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Judy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 13:57:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[PS...I DON&#039;T SAY IT IN THE PULPIT! BUT I HAVE HEARD PEOPLE DO THAT]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>PS&#8230;I DON&#8217;T SAY IT IN THE PULPIT! BUT I HAVE HEARD PEOPLE DO THAT</p>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2662</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Judy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 13:56:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[OK....I SAY FREAKIN TOO...SOMEONE BETTER TELL ME WHAT IS ACTUALLY WRONG WITH THE WORD...EVIDENTILY I AM CLUELESS ON THIS ONE...REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE????]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OK&#8230;.I SAY FREAKIN TOO&#8230;SOMEONE BETTER TELL ME WHAT IS ACTUALLY WRONG WITH THE WORD&#8230;EVIDENTILY I AM CLUELESS ON THIS ONE&#8230;REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE????</p>
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		<title>By: kristen fountain</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2661</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[kristen fountain]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 13:38:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i said &#039;freakin&#039; one time in the  8th grade in front of my mom, and she was NOT HAPPY. to this day, i don&#039;t see what the big deal is.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i said &#8216;freakin&#8217; one time in the  8th grade in front of my mom, and she was NOT HAPPY. to this day, i don&#8217;t see what the big deal is.</p>
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		<title>By: Wendy Verdon</title>
		<link>http://dustytakle.com/2009/04/24/sometimes-i-create-words-in-my-sleep/#comment-2660</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Wendy Verdon]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 12:54:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dusty - you crack me up!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dusty &#8211; you crack me up!</p>
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