<?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-9620728</id><updated>2011-12-02T05:25:34.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rongo's Blurred Vision of Walking Trees</title><subtitle type='html'>Causing excitement when you come, and when you go!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053625963424512485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/23/2675/320/indexpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620728.post-115924748900817083</id><published>2006-09-26T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:11:29.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Minister's View</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Johnny Cash has always been thought of as a person of faith.  I thought it was interesting that these lyrics say a lot about how I feel about the lives of my church members.  What would I be if I did not live the life a preach?  What would I be if I were silent when I watched those that I love lose their faith? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lives of these that I love, from my wife, children, to each of those precious souls at a little church in a little town deserve for me to walk a good line.  Not trying to be something I am not, or become something I cannot be, but I can try to be more than I have been.  Instead of quiet, I can be vocal, because one precious soul is worth more to me than a job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/j/johnnycashlyrics/iwalkthelinelyrics.html" class="NoUnderPlain" onmouseover="window.status=' '; return true" onmouseout="window.status=' '; return true"&gt;I Walk The Line Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  I keep a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep my eyes wide open all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I find it very, very easy to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I find myself alone when each day is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; As sure as night is dark and day is light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep you on my mind both day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And happiness I've known proves that it's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; You've got a way to keep me on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; You give me cause for love that I can't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep my eyes wide open all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I keep the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9620728-115924748900817083?l=rongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/feeds/115924748900817083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9620728&amp;postID=115924748900817083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115924748900817083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115924748900817083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/2006/09/ministers-view.html' title='A Minister&apos;s View'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053625963424512485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/23/2675/320/indexpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620728.post-115829992840445474</id><published>2006-09-15T00:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T01:09:53.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember, Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember remember the fifth of November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;               Gunpowder, treason and plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   I see no reason why gunpowder, treason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;               Should ever be forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I discovered this line recently from a movie called "'V' for Vendetta."  It comes from a story back in 1605 where an Englishman named Guy Fawkes plotted to destroy Parliment.  The words became a poem that was read, along with a sermon or speech to remind the English of the cost of betraying England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie touches that subject rather violently.  The poem is turned into a revolutionary cry for England to return to a free state.  In a rather interesting way and with some artistic flare, the idea of treason is turned into the revolution of freedom.  I liked the movie, and I love the quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I see no reason to forget the 12th of June.  It was a revolutionary day.  At one point the world existed for me as controlled, deluded, and treasonous.  Then, I met someone who told me all about how to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am free.  I am free to live my life under the constant care of the one who made it.  I belong to my Father, and he has made me free.  Now, I stand for justice, peace, and true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a world that is ripe for revolution.  Too many people believe in a lie that whatever they feel is right.  Too many people believe that a moment can be love.  Too many people believe that justice is what feels good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like living in slavery.  People who live in a world with this sort of truth, this sort of love, and this sort of justice live in a state of control.  What they do not know is that they are not in control.  Someone else is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every person is offered something God wants everyone to have.  Freedom.  Freedom to live life with joy, peace, faith, and love.  It starts with a revolution, on a day that you won't forget.  A day when you declare your life to be lived with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9620728-115829992840445474?l=rongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.rhymes.org.uk/remember_remember_the_5th_november.htm' title='Remember, Remember'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/feeds/115829992840445474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9620728&amp;postID=115829992840445474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115829992840445474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115829992840445474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/2006/09/remember-remember.html' title='Remember, Remember'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053625963424512485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/23/2675/320/indexpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9620728.post-115829669225578134</id><published>2006-09-15T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:05:29.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;To be perfectly honest, I still prefer this method of online fun than to myspace.com.  They serve vastly different purposes, so for this site, I will introduce all my more serious thoughts, while reserving my myspace site for the less serious.  We will see how long this lasts.  I have noticed that blogger has made it easier to post pictures, and that is a good thing.  I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9620728-115829669225578134?l=rongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/feeds/115829669225578134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9620728&amp;postID=115829669225578134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115829669225578134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9620728/posts/default/115829669225578134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rongo.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-beginning-again.html' title='A new beginning, again!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053625963424512485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/23/2675/320/indexpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
