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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>There is no remedy for love but to love more.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @valeriehal)</generator><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Life is precious. Cherish it.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Life is precious. Cherish it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/35964202039</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/35964202039</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2012 23:39:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb7bx8o3lZ1qd60sao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/33089912063</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/33089912063</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2012 12:29:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My mind races. My heart aches. Life hasn&amp;#8217;t been the same. When you lose something you love,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My mind races. My heart aches. Life hasn&amp;#8217;t been the same. When you lose something you love, there&amp;#8217;s never really anything that can replace it. Not fully at least, but shouldn&amp;#8217;t there be something that can suffice? Apparently not in my case. I&amp;#8217;m talking about my year.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/33060894449</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/33060894449</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2012 00:30:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Nothing can erase those words. Nothing can stop them from replaying every day Nothing can save me...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Nothing can erase those words. &lt;br/&gt;Nothing can stop them from replaying every day &lt;br/&gt;Nothing can save me from the depths of my own mind.&lt;br/&gt;Nothing can take away what I felt and still feel inside.&lt;br/&gt;Nothing can turn back time to see what might have been.&lt;br/&gt;Nothing can break the silence that grows thicker every night. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nothing can change what already is.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8217;re gone. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/28104533283</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/28104533283</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2012 00:00:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>So what.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So, you&amp;#8217;ve spent most of your life without any independence&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you&amp;#8217;ve have always been the &amp;#8220;church kid&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you haven&amp;#8217;t missed a sunday morning service in God knows when&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you are honored for something in that mega church of yours&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you have a perfect record and your a &amp;#8220;perfect angel&amp;#8221; in everyone else&amp;#8217;s eyes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you&amp;#8217;ve never done anything bad in your life, you&amp;#8217;ve practically never sinned&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, your family has the perfect &amp;#8220;Baptist church family&amp;#8221; image&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, you care too much about your reputation to even talk to us troubled souls&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So what. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Doth thou really think thou art holier than I? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Truly? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And you wonder why people run from church like its the gates of hell. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not the church and what it stands for that people run from, it&amp;#8217;s the hypocrisy that comes flowing out of 95% of the people there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who wants to be around all that? Not me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I used to be the person described at the top, not now. I haven&amp;#8217;t been to church in a while. &lt;br/&gt;Does that mean I love God any less? No. &lt;br/&gt;Does that mean He&amp;#8217;s now ashamed of me or angry with me in any way? No. &lt;br/&gt;Does that mean He loves me less than those who haven&amp;#8217;t missed a sunday in 7 years? Nope. &lt;br/&gt;So why put yourself in a position to be judged and judged and judged. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought church was about fellowshipping with other Christ followers and loving everyone around you. Not a popularity contest to see who&amp;#8217;s the holiest. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/22886081344</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/22886081344</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 00:51:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My mind races. My heart aches. Life hasn&amp;#8217;t been the same. When you lose something you love,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My mind races. My heart aches. Life hasn&amp;#8217;t been the same. When you lose something you love, there&amp;#8217;s never really anything that can replace it. Not fully at least, but shouldn&amp;#8217;t there be something that can suffice? Apparently not in my case. It&amp;#8217;s only been a year. I&amp;#8217;ll never be the same.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/17094612975</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/17094612975</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 10:57:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqydggb81D1qb72lro1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/9748068921</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/9748068921</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 11:24:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I really love styling taylors hair and her beautiful split ends that are something fierce. 

Peace,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I really love styling taylors hair and her beautiful split ends that are something fierce. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Peace, love, and haircuts.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/9748055036</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/9748055036</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 11:23:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Audio</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F15822321&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/5791154060</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/5791154060</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2011 23:48:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning, for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkeu9upEWZ1qb72lro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning, for in You do I trust: cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I lift up my soul to You.”             Psalm 143:8&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/5038038432</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/5038038432</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2011 06:53:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Lua - Bright Eyes 
3/4/11</title><description>&lt;iframe src="//www.tumblr.com/video/valeriehal/4567077602/400" id="tumblr_video_iframe_4567077602" class="tumblr_video_iframe" width="400" height="720" style="display:block;background-color:transparent;overflow:hidden;" allowTransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lua - Bright Eyes &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3/4/11&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/4567077602</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/4567077602</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 20:48:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Audio</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_3847254780" src="http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/3847254780/audio_player_iframe/valeriehal/tumblr_li121cI3dE1qb72lr?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fvaleriehal%2F3847254780%2Ftumblr_li121cI3dE1qb72lr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/3847254780</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/3847254780</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 23:08:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;Hopeis the thing with feathersthat perches in the soul,and sings the tune without the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hope&lt;br/&gt;is the thing with feathers&lt;br/&gt;that perches in the soul,&lt;br/&gt;and sings the tune &lt;br/&gt;without the words,&lt;br/&gt;and never stops at all.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Emily Dickinson&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You are a deep stillness&lt;br/&gt;inside me always forever&amp;#8212;-&lt;br/&gt;and no matter&lt;br/&gt;what you give or &lt;br/&gt;what you withhold&amp;#8212;-&lt;br/&gt;with great unknowing&lt;br/&gt;feathered wings&lt;br/&gt;you keep my soul &lt;br/&gt;aloft  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/3044864606</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/3044864606</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2011 01:26:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfkdz1DVZA1qb72lro1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2921153058</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2921153058</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 00:59:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title> 
(1-19-11)“Now. The truth is I’m heartbroken. I’m heartbroken...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19042709" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(1-19-11)&lt;br/&gt;“Now. The truth is I’m heartbroken. &lt;br/&gt;I’m heartbroken for the homeless. &lt;br/&gt;I’m heartbroken for the empty. &lt;br/&gt;I’m heartbroken for the helpless. &lt;br/&gt;I’m heartbroken for the lost. &lt;br/&gt;I’m heartbroken for the lonely. &lt;br/&gt;There is so much in this world I am blind to. How hard is it to look around? How hard is it to lend my help to try to fix something. There are so many broken people in the world, so why shouldn’t I help? There are always the excuses; I don’t have time, I don’t know where to start, ect. &lt;br/&gt;What is the real problem here? The word “I.” Take a minute to think about how may times a day we say the word “I.” Way more than can be counted. Can we stop being so caught up in our own lives for a day or two and start something? What about after that? Imagine what an hour or two out of our day could do. “&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(1-22-11)&lt;br/&gt;Everything above I wrote in between classes on Wednesday. Just letting out what was on my mind for a writing assignment. I typed it up, closed my computer and went to class and didn’t really think anything else of it. One day goes by, and I still haven’t had another thought about what I had written the night before. Until that night at ECHO. After an amazing night of worship, fellowship and hearing the Word, Rob gave us some announcements. We watched the video above about serving, and immediately my heart dropped to my toes. The only thing I could think of was what I had written the night before, and this is God speaking straight to my heart. I was absolutely mind blown. &lt;br/&gt;It was like God put this on my heart and only one day later he said “Go.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A verse that has always spoken to me was the one in the video. 1 John 3:17-18&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="verse 1John_3_17"&gt;If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="verse 1John_3_18"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now I’ll be honest. I’ve never really had a big desire for missions in the sense of going out into the world. I’ve passed up several missions trips with churches and different groups. I’ve never really known why, but I knew I wasn’t called to be across the world. We’re all called to missions in some way. Mark 16:15 says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The key word for me personally here is &lt;em&gt;“All the world.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not just Africa, Portugal, Uruguay, ect. Although these countries ARE in dire need of the Word of God, is that any reason to just pass up your neighbors? Atlanta is hurting too. There are over 7 billion people populating our planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9,687,653 in Georgia alone. In 2008, The United States government determined that somewhere between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;200,000 and 500,000 Americans were than homeless. Out of  the 600,000 people in Atlanta alone, about 20% of them are without jobs, homes, and means to live. Those are people are in our community; just around the corner, and are broken, empty, lost and alone.  And we pass them up every. single. day. &lt;br/&gt;I know a lot of people who have been on every missions trip with the church since middle school, and every single time they come home with amazing stories from that week. Many of them on spiritual highs from taking a week and sharing the gospel with lost brothers and sisters. Now THAT is amazing. My question is, What about the other 358 days of the year? Why do we feel like we have to take a 15 hour plane ride to share the love of Christ?&lt;br/&gt;As Rob was continuing on with his announcements he said that he understands we say “I don’t know where to start” and all that jazz, but maybe we should stop saying where should I start and start saying where should WE start. As we know; Atlanta is a big place, and it’s impossible to reach alone. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.betheecho.com/"&gt;ECHO&lt;/a&gt; is starting something. A way to reach out to Atlanta. On Feb 5, 2011 we’re going to touch those broken hearts of Atlanta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Once I heard about it I had no other intentions but to sign up. There is no deadlines or limits on how many can join. So click on &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northmetro.org/atliloveyou"&gt;Atlanta I love you.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;and sign up too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is where my heart is. Greater things have yet to come and greater things are still to be done in this city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2880048941</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2880048941</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 17:41:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Love Poem</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s so nice&lt;br/&gt;to wake up in the morning&lt;br/&gt;all alone &lt;br/&gt;and not have to tell somebody&lt;br/&gt;you love them&lt;br/&gt;when you don&amp;#8217;t love them&lt;br/&gt;anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Richard Brautigan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2832003247</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2832003247</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2011 17:30:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Ben Folds magic</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_56F04LoQD4?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben Folds magic&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2787926641</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2787926641</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2011 21:48:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>A skilled warrior does not rush ahead of others.A skilled fighter does not make a show of anger.A...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;A skilled warrior does not rush ahead of others.&lt;br/&gt;A skilled fighter does not make a show of anger.&lt;br/&gt;A skilled victor does not seek revenge.&lt;br/&gt;A skilled employer does not act superior.
&lt;p&gt;This is known as the virtue of not competing.&lt;br/&gt;This is known as making use of the abilities of others.&lt;br/&gt;This is known as being united with heaven as it was in ancient times.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2787399184</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2787399184</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2011 21:18:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Do not stand at my grave and weep,I am not there, I do not sleep.I am in a thousand winds that...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am not there, I do not sleep.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in a thousand winds that blow,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am the softly falling snow.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am the gentle showers of rain,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am the fields of ripening grain.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in the morning hush,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in the graceful rush&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Of beautiful birds in circling flight,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am the starshine of the night.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in the flowers that bloom,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in a quiet room.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in the birds that sing,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am in each lovely thing.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Do not stand at my grave bereft&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I am not there. I have not left.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;a title="Mary Elizabeth Frye" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Elizabeth_Frye"&gt;Mary Elizabeth Frye&lt;/a&gt; 1932&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2766282363</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2766282363</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2011 17:25:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Today I was asked what my definition of love was. 
Well honestly, I don&amp;#8217;t believe love can...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today I was asked what my definition of love was. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well honestly, I don&amp;#8217;t believe love can really be defined other than agape&amp;#8212; God&amp;#8217;s unconditional, limitless, endless love for His children.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love is never completely discovered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everyone had their own perception of what love is, and at whatever level they are at, they believe that they have finally found it. The closest we can get to finding agape love on this earth is with the one person God has planned for us to be with for the rest of our lives. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How do we know if we find that agape love God has planned for is? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What if we can&amp;#8217;t unmask this love until we say those two words. &amp;#8220;I do.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2724483586</link><guid>http://valeriehal.tumblr.com/post/2724483586</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 23:17:49 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
