<?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-1501568293670276395</id><updated>2012-01-27T08:20:43.993-08:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Frisbee Golf.'/><category term='Disc Golf'/><category term='Hell'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Fan of Follower'/><category term='Frolf'/><category term='Charlie Brown'/><category term='Billy Collins'/><category term='my sweet daughter'/><category term='The View from a pew'/><title type='text'>Rohloff</title><subtitle type='html'>..... that's me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1635443615587886214</id><published>2012-01-27T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:44:48.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got wisdom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNvsS6oncS0/TyKuDyCiRQI/AAAAAAAABao/csXvdE9PwQQ/s1600/Flooding-1838964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNvsS6oncS0/TyKuDyCiRQI/AAAAAAAABao/csXvdE9PwQQ/s320/Flooding-1838964.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;(James 1:5 ESV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was flooding in California. As the flood waters were rising, a man was on the front porch of his house. When another man in a row boat came by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The man in the row boat told the man on the porch to get in and he'd be saved. The man on the porch said, &lt;i&gt;"no, I have faith in God, and I am waiting on God to save me"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood waters kept rising and the man had to go to the second floor of his house. A man in a motor boat came by and told the man in the house to get in because he had come to rescue him. The man in the house said &lt;i&gt;"no thank you. I have perfect faith in God and am waiting for God to save me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood waters kept rising. Pretty soon the water was up to the man's roof and he got out on his roof. A helicopter then came by, lowered a rope and the pilot shouted down to the man to climb up the rope because the&amp;nbsp;helicopter&amp;nbsp;had come to rescue him. The man on the roof wouldn't get in. He said to the pilot &lt;i&gt;"I have faith in God and I am waiting for God to rescue me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood waters kept rising and the man in the house drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he&amp;nbsp;arrived&amp;nbsp;in the presence of the Lord, he asked God &lt;i&gt;"where were you? I&amp;nbsp;had perfect faith in you, but you let me drown."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God responded. &lt;i&gt;"I sent you a row boat, but you did not get in. I sent you a motor boat but you would not get in,. Then, I set you a helicopter but you refused to climb aboard"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic Joke! I am sure you have heard it before. But it makes a clever point. When you ask God for help, be ready to receive it, however it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read James 1.&amp;nbsp;"If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him." I said that's me! I need wisdom in a lot of areas of my life. So I prayed asking the Lord to give me wisdom. And honestly what I was wanting was a dramatic instant change in my thinking. I hoped that I would&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;have the wisdom on how to love more, serve more, make more money, grow my business and lose weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was reminded of the above joke. Wisdom has come to me. Sometimes it though friendly advice or a Godly example in my life. Some times it's books I have read (or need to read).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the greatest source of wisdom was in my hands. God's word, the Bible. Would I&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;it? Would I dig in? Would I climb&amp;nbsp;aboard&amp;nbsp;the Bible train (ok that's cheesy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my prayer became. Psalm 119: 16 "Lord may I delight in your decrees; so that I will not neglect your word. May I be wise enough to receive and seek guidance and true wisdom where it is found"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Wisdom? It's closer then you think. I pray you are willing to receive it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, &lt;u&gt;equipped for every good work&lt;/u&gt;.(2 Timothy 3:16-17 ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Kate, my 3 year old daughter, saw the picture on this article then laughed and said. "That's not safe daddy"&lt;br /&gt;She is Right. It's not safe to stand on the roof of your house or to reject wisdom when it is offered! GREAT WISDOM KATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is our Lord and King. Have you&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;that wisdom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1635443615587886214?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1635443615587886214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1635443615587886214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1635443615587886214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1635443615587886214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/got-wisdom.html' title='Got wisdom?'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNvsS6oncS0/TyKuDyCiRQI/AAAAAAAABao/csXvdE9PwQQ/s72-c/Flooding-1838964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1586297849866634964</id><published>2011-11-16T05:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T05:43:10.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you respond with what has been given to you? - Luke 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTv6j_pxFG0/TsO9N5CROGI/AAAAAAAABZg/BSHqdBSOcfI/s1600/palm-sunday+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTv6j_pxFG0/TsO9N5CROGI/AAAAAAAABZg/BSHqdBSOcfI/s1600/palm-sunday+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you respond with what has been given to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zacchaeus was given friendship, and respond with Joy (v.6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A land owner was given a colt and he surrendered it to the Lord (v. 33-34)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Pharises called to teach God's people to Worship, demanded silence.&amp;nbsp;(v.39)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus was given a people, and he wept over their blindness. (v. 41)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus was given a church, and he drove out the evil to make it pure. (v. 45-46)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Crowds were given a teacher and they listened to his every word. (v. 48)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is calling you, he is coming to rescue you. How will you respond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1586297849866634964?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1586297849866634964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1586297849866634964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1586297849866634964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1586297849866634964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-do-you-respond-with-what-has-been.html' title='How do you respond with what has been given to you? - Luke 19'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTv6j_pxFG0/TsO9N5CROGI/AAAAAAAABZg/BSHqdBSOcfI/s72-c/palm-sunday+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5714526676876077770</id><published>2011-11-15T03:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:14:14.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep, disbelief, death and the Word of God - Acts 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7U3uebz1pDY/TsJSI0odNfI/AAAAAAAABZU/o-Iw8J3EW0U/s1600/acts14.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7U3uebz1pDY/TsJSI0odNfI/AAAAAAAABZU/o-Iw8J3EW0U/s320/acts14.gif" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SLEEP:&lt;br /&gt;In Acts 12 we read the story of King Herod putting Peter in prison so he could later put him to death. He did this for the positive reviews. King Herod had received positive feedback from putting James (brother of John) to death. So he wanted to kill more "Christians". But due to the holiday's (feast of unleavened bread) the King placed Peter in jail to wait for his execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISBELIEF:&lt;br /&gt;While Peter slept an angel woke him, and lead him out of the jail and to a place he recognized. Peter then ran to the house of many Christians who where praying for his release from prison. When he knocked on the door they did not believe he was there, for even though they were praying for his release they did not believe it would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH:&lt;br /&gt;King Herod put the guards who "allowed" peter's escape to death. And later just before he was to give a kingly decree the crowd that was gathered to hear him said this is "the voice of a god, not of a man". Herod, loving the praise, received these words instead of giving Glory to God and then instantly received death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;But the Word of God increased and multiplied" (Acts 12:24)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite sleeping Christians, Disbelieving Christians, and the best efforts of earthly kings. God's word is increasing, and it is changing the world. Acts 12 is a reminder that our situation and efforts whether good our bad can not prevent God's work from being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, be free, Serve THE King! For the battle is HIS, and He will WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5714526676876077770?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5714526676876077770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5714526676876077770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5714526676876077770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5714526676876077770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/sleep-disbelief-death-and-word-of-god.html' title='sleep, disbelief, death and the Word of God - Acts 12'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7U3uebz1pDY/TsJSI0odNfI/AAAAAAAABZU/o-Iw8J3EW0U/s72-c/acts14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-4371277817268246528</id><published>2011-10-26T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:22:33.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The View from a pew'/><title type='text'>Hell, Should we preach it? The View from a Pew - 10/25/2011</title><content type='html'>Hell, Should we preach it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The View from a Pew&lt;br /&gt;Host: J. 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Pastor King Smith from Cornerstone Church in Boone Iowa in our guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOST J. Michael "Mac" McKoy&lt;br /&gt;http://www.macsworldlive.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="368" scrolling="no" src="http://www.ustream.tv/embed/recorded/18089017" style="border: 0px none transparent;" width="608"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7525869125345013580?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7525869125345013580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7525869125345013580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7525869125345013580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7525869125345013580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/10/view-from-pew-10242011-are-you-fanor.html' title='The View From a Pew - 10/24/2011 Are you a “Fan”…or a “Follower”'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-8642316885842089889</id><published>2011-03-13T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:06:33.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>book list for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year... I plan to read few books. &amp;nbsp;Here is what is on the table: (in no particular order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm101736489/zig-ziglars-secrets-closing-sale-ziglar-paperback-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm101736489/zig-ziglars-secrets-closing-sale-ziglar-paperback-cover-art.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrislibrary.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/The-7-Habits-of-Highly-Effective-People-by-Stephen-R-Covey-Books__51WQECVJG4L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.chrislibrary.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/The-7-Habits-of-Highly-Effective-People-by-Stephen-R-Covey-Books__51WQECVJG4L.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9781601422767&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9781601422767&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...and that is it for now...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;feel free to ask me how I am doing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-8642316885842089889?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8642316885842089889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=8642316885842089889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8642316885842089889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8642316885842089889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-list-for-2011.html' title='book list for 2011'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1101095436608151632</id><published>2011-03-13T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:56:48.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"How would you feel if you were denied an abortion?" - Front Page news in the Des Moines Registar Sunday addition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Please watch this entire video before commenting on this note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desmoinesregister.com/videonetwork/815506650001/Law-didn-t-allow-couple-to-end-pregnancy" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.desmoinesregister.com/videonetwork/815506650001/Law-didn-t-allow-couple-to-end-pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;In this video you see a husband and a wife in tears. You too may find yourself weeping while watching, because this is a heart breaking story. Truly the death of your child or any child is a extremely painful and sorrowful thing. I have a great deal of sympathy, empathy and compassion for this couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;But, as you watch please listen to WHY they are crying. And to what they believe would have been a better option or out come to this story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;"All we wanted was to take our child home". The mother repeated these words several times in this video. She wept because her child died. She wept because her daughter suffered a painful death. Tears are appropriate in this situation. Tears are normal, healthy and good. No one wants to see a child suffer and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;At just after 8 mins into this video things change. The couple who was grieving the lose of their beautiful, Perfect (mothers words) daughter was now upset that the doctors were not allow to kill her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The law in Nebraska stated that it was illegal to Abort (read KILL) a child after 20 weeks of pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is where I find myself SHOCKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't seem to connect the dots... Do you?? This family is sad because their Daughter died. And their regret is that they didn't kill her sooner!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Did you watch it.... to the end... all the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The couple now feels the best way to make their daughters death "worth something" is to fight to keep abortions LEGAL!! More children should die so that her child's death would be "worth something"...What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Understand I am NOT missing the point that the child suffered outside the womb. She struggled to breath and struggle for life. That is a sad and tragic... yes I will say HORRIBLE Thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;But here is the other option. The option they WISH that had the LEGAL RIGHT to choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;An abortion after 20 weeks for pregnancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, there are at least three medical procedures associated with late-term abortions (20 weeks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Read this info and then tell me if their daughter would suffer during this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_left" style="clear: left; color: #333333; float: left; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 2px; width: 180px;"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183536_10150104420742852_529587851_6517962_2035234_a.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px; text-align: left;"&gt;in womb 20 week old baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Option #1 the "D&amp;amp;E" (from wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dilation_and_evacuation" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dilation_and_evacuation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The first step in a D&amp;amp;E is to dilate the cervix. This is often begun about a day before the surgical procedure. Enlarging the opening of the cervix enables surgical instruments such as a curette or forceps to be inserted into the uterus.[2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The second step is to remove the fetus (read 20 week old baby). Either a local anesthetic or general anesthesia is given to the woman(read mother, no anesthesia to child). A cannula is passed into the uterus. The cannula is attached by tubing to a bottle and a pump that provides a gentle vacuum to remove tissue (read 20 week old child) in the uterus. Forceps are inserted into the uterus through the vagina and used to extract any remaining tissue (read left over parts of child). This is more likely in pregnancies of 16 weeks or more. A curette is used to gently scrape the lining of the uterus and remove tissue (read left over parts of a 20 week old child) in the uterus. Lastly, the vacuum is used to ensure no fetal tissue remains in the uterus (such tissue can cause serious infections in the woman). The pieces are also examined to ensure that the entire fetus was removed.[2] (please note this means the child is now is "pieces" and a nurse must gather all the "pieces" of the now dead child out of the vacuum and put the child back together)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Please note there are 2 other options and they are much ... MUCH more gruesome then this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;in summary, this procedure takes an awake baby with no anesthesia, and cuts it up into pieces (while alive) and then sucks those pieces out of the womb with a vacuum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you think that is painful for a child? Do you think that child suffers? ... YES of course she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This story is heart breaking in many different ways. The family lost their beautiful baby girl. And I grieve for them. Now they want to help other people choose to Kill their children, so that the death of their daughter will be "worth something".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is also heartbreaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Please fight to end abortion. PLEASE FIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;We don't need to add more heart break to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Abortion is Murder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And in Christ All Murders can and will be forgiven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1101095436608151632?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1101095436608151632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1101095436608151632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1101095436608151632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1101095436608151632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-would-you-feel-if-you-were-denied.html' title='&quot;How would you feel if you were denied an abortion?&quot; - Front Page news in the Des Moines Registar Sunday addition.'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1861862468070280205</id><published>2011-01-27T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:48:07.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Story idea.</title><content type='html'>I have a short story Idea that starts like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;They never let me wear that hat, Randy thought. Yanking the dusty baseball cap off the dresser he proceed to walk towards the garage where his wife and children were packing the car. "This year", he declared "family vacations are gonna be&amp;nbsp;different."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens next... any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1861862468070280205?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1861862468070280205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1861862468070280205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1861862468070280205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1861862468070280205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-story-idea.html' title='Short Story idea.'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7044824765712276100</id><published>2011-01-21T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T07:03:32.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace precedes weight lose!</title><content type='html'>Does Grace&amp;nbsp;precede&amp;nbsp;faith?&lt;br /&gt;Does Grace&amp;nbsp;precede&amp;nbsp;"action"?&lt;br /&gt;... in my case... Grace&amp;nbsp;preceded&amp;nbsp;my needed weight lose and habit change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who follow me on&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;you already know my gaol is to loose 100 pounds this year. The short term goal is 2 - 3 pounds a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is some background info that you might find&amp;nbsp;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago while I was making sales calls for work I meet Terry Stark owner of Chocolatrie STAM in Ames, IA. When I walked into his office he handed me a flyer for an event introducing new people to the "Take Shape for Life" program. Being a good sales man I&amp;nbsp;instantly&amp;nbsp;feigned*&amp;nbsp;interest. But then after looking at the info thought I NEED TO GO TO THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, and the program inspired me to make small&amp;nbsp;manageable&amp;nbsp;changes in my eating habits, and cost me $0!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out this informational meeting was a gift of Grace from God at a very needed time in my life. You see I did not know how much I weighed until after this class. Stephanie brought home a scale for me to monitor my weight this week and according to this scale I weigh OVER 400 pounds!! I was shocked... MAD, and then very depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I was reminded. God is watching over me. He inspired me to change my health habits even when I was NOT looking to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that makes since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember&amp;nbsp;Grace is a free gift of God to an undeserving, unexpectant person.&lt;br /&gt;Have you experienced the Grace of God??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is my King...&lt;br /&gt;... is he yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*special thanks to Matt Heerema for reminding me of that word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7044824765712276100?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7044824765712276100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7044824765712276100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7044824765712276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7044824765712276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/grace-precedes-weight-lose.html' title='Grace precedes weight lose!'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1599443094785319744</id><published>2010-10-10T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:41:22.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wounded healer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the book &lt;a href="http://www.henrinouwen.org/books/topten/?id=1101354318040243600"&gt;"the wounded healer"&lt;/a&gt; by Henri Nouwen there is a section &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ministry to a Hopeless Individual".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In this section Henri makes some interesting comments regarding "being there" for someone. This section uses (i assume) a fictional account of a young seminary student speaking with an elderly farmer who is going in to major surgery. The patient is scared, seemingly ambivalent and most of all hopeless. Death for this patient is not a hopeful thing, nor is living because life means more lonely hard work on the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How should one respond to someone like this is the question posed, or rather the foundational thought, behind this section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Initially I really liked Nouwen's point, which was, that "being there" for someone as a friend in this Life during difficult times, and seeing them through it, gives a person HOPE, an eternal kind of hope. He then takes it the profound step further to say that speaking to someone about "being there" for someone IN DEATH is even greater still. I believe Henri means by this that we all die, and this fact is a unifier, something that makes us equal. He also means we will all be together one day after we leave this present world, and enter the new eternal Kingdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Again, initially, I liked this Idea. In fact I loved it and the Lord even allowed me to ponder this idea when I meet a man in town just a week ago. He and I talk about death as he&lt;a href="http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-of-son.html"&gt; shared the lose of his son in the war in Iraq. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But after pondering this Idea in it now real life context. I find myself not as "in love" with the idea. You see, Henri and I disagree in a very fundamental area. Henri believes in "universal salvation". He believes that the Substitutionary death of Jesus Christ on the cross was for the Sin of the WHOLE world thus all men everywhere and for all time are made right with God and will eternally live with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't believe that. It does sound wonderful, and at times can seem true, but is not. My simple position is God is Just, and being so he will Judge disobedience, and rebellion in the world. And since he is an eternal God is Judgement will be eternal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;... but I am getting a bit off point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You see for me to promise to "everyone" that I will see them again after death is to assume we will all be together. And well... that is not true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So Henri and I disagree.... but If we first help people to be reconciled to God through the gospel then.. and only then can we speak in these terms... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;well go to to go.... my Laptop battery is dieing.... so... Good Night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I Love you... Jesus Loves you, and God wants to spend eternity with you... Please pray tonight and ask God to continue to work in you the Grace and Faith he placed in you on the day you first responded to the Gospel... if you have not yet done that.... Pray that God would reveal who Jesus is to you, in his Word the Bible..... read that book... it's the the Amazing stroy... that CAME TRUE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Good night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1599443094785319744?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1599443094785319744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1599443094785319744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1599443094785319744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1599443094785319744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/wounded-healer.html' title='the wounded healer'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-3402833822093616663</id><published>2010-10-01T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:04:58.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, of a Son...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had the opportunity to chat with a gentleman at a park. We did the basic small talk at first, then it quickly got a bit serious. You see he has 3 sons, my age and older. Two are Soldiers in the US Army, but only one is still alive. His middle son, "stubby" was killed by a road side bomb in Iraq. He was the lead gunner and would say "If I can make it through, then my troops can make it". His father was proud of him, and rightly so. Stubby fought for his country, and for his fellow soldiers, and that is a noble task. Stubby also loved kids. Which makes part of this story extra sad. Because his first and only son was born while he was in Iraq and Stubby never saw his son face to face. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stubby's father, whose name I don't know told me another great story about his son this evening. When Stubby was in Kosovo he was serving near a school where all the children had only pencils an inch long, and scraps of paper to write on. Stubby was so moved to help these kids he called his dad back home and requested new pencils and paper. When those supplies arrived the kids were over joyed! Stubby reported the kids in Kosovo didn't even know they made paper that BIG!! Watching Stubby's father relay this story to me with a big smile brought me, a stranger to this family, JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Stubby's father was moved, almost, to tears. I am sure he was reminded that is son is gone. And worse, his boy, who loves kids so much, never got to play with his son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is not just to tell you a powerful story. But to ask you a question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see as I was walking to the park this evening I was praying. Praying for this City, and asking the Lord Jesus what this town needed. The easy Sunday school answer is Jesus. This town needs Jesus. But how do they receive Him? How do they meet Him? How they know Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man I meet tonight is not unlike many in town. Semi-retired, blue collar guy with alcohol on his breath and in his hand taking care of his grand kids because his son, and his x-wife are too busy at the moment to care for their own child. ... but I am getting off track. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This man has a need. He has a deep hurt. He is struggling with lose... more accurately... Death. I could tell it was very top of mind for him because one of the first words he said to me was "he (his grandson) and my old hunting dog really played well together". He started our conversation talking about death. His old hunting dog died two years ago, one year BEFORE Stubby Died. You see, death of a dog is easier small talk then the death of your son. But when death is on your mind it's hard not to talk about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to the question that is in my mind. How do I show this man, Stubby's dad, Jesus? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure at this moment, but I am sure it wasn't to quiz him on the 4 spiritual laws, or to ask him if he considers him self to be a "good person". Further more with the death of his son so deep in his mind in his mind, any discussion of the after life would bring up questions of where is my son NOW? Is he in Heaven? Is he in Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are heavy questions. Ones I can not truly answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion. I need to make a follow up appointment with Stubby's father and help him grieve the lose of his son Stubby. And maybe, by God's grace, Stubby's father can meet Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until next time... pray for Stubby's dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-3402833822093616663?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3402833822093616663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=3402833822093616663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3402833822093616663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3402833822093616663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-of-son.html' title='Death, of a Son...'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-3975526232966305277</id><published>2010-09-21T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:21:22.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anybody read this blog?</title><content type='html'>I forgot I had this.... if you know me personally and follow this... please comment to let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-3975526232966305277?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3975526232966305277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=3975526232966305277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3975526232966305277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3975526232966305277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2010/09/anybody-read-this-blog.html' title='anybody read this blog?'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5039023744040408177</id><published>2008-05-08T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:51.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frisbee Golf.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disc Golf'/><title type='text'>Neve Give UP! Disc Golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SCOWwjTXDCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sR-W_6UZzmY/s1600-h/070705+CharlieBrown+DiscGolf+NeverGiveUP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SCOWwjTXDCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sR-W_6UZzmY/s400/070705+CharlieBrown+DiscGolf+NeverGiveUP.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198164155770014754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5039023744040408177?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5039023744040408177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5039023744040408177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5039023744040408177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5039023744040408177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/05/neve-give-up-disc-golf.html' title='Neve Give UP! Disc Golf'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SCOWwjTXDCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sR-W_6UZzmY/s72-c/070705+CharlieBrown+DiscGolf+NeverGiveUP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-564330964648541146</id><published>2008-04-29T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:49:32.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best of Rohloff's blog</title><content type='html'>read this blog... it's my best I think... do you like it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/she-cried-when-i-left.html"&gt;SHE CRIED WHEN I LEFT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-564330964648541146?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/564330964648541146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=564330964648541146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/564330964648541146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/564330964648541146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-of-rohloffs-blog.html' title='best of Rohloff&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-6436638127558144345</id><published>2008-04-28T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:51.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frisbee Golf.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disc Golf'/><title type='text'>Straight Shooter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SBYZyIGR4XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cIrirXCWMoY/s1600-h/2449789506_c8ce7555c8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SBYZyIGR4XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cIrirXCWMoY/s400/2449789506_c8ce7555c8_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194367569176420722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo was taken today during a quick lunch break, by my buddy Junior!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS JUNIOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see this was a very straight shoot. Look just above my head between the trees and you will see the yellow disc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a "ONE DISC MAN" ... I drive and putt with the same disc. It is a JLS made by &lt;a href="www.golfdisc.com"&gt;"millennium"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best Disc if have EVER THROWN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SBYd-IGR4YI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XTjYThxSsyM/s1600-h/080428_JLS_GolfDisc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SBYd-IGR4YI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XTjYThxSsyM/s320/080428_JLS_GolfDisc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194372173381362050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really encourage you to buy one, and try it... it is GREAT!! mine is 175 grams. and I LOVE IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-6436638127558144345?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6436638127558144345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=6436638127558144345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/6436638127558144345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/6436638127558144345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/straight-shooter.html' title='Straight Shooter'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/SBYZyIGR4XI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cIrirXCWMoY/s72-c/2449789506_c8ce7555c8_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-8074263228806084917</id><published>2008-04-25T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:27:44.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disc Golf is fun, even when I miss the easy putt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2327/2434194703_7eee7fe351.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2327/2434194703_7eee7fe351.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically, I miss the "easy putt" ... and when I do. I toss my bag in the basket... proving to everyone... that I was so close I could have just tossed the disc in... but I missed... I MISSED!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... lame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-8074263228806084917?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8074263228806084917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=8074263228806084917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8074263228806084917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8074263228806084917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/disc-golf-is-fun-even-when-i-miss-easy.html' title='Disc Golf is fun, even when I miss the easy putt'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7233197034085262305</id><published>2008-04-16T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:47:23.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcadia Park Quick 6 (disc golf)</title><content type='html'>Arcadia Park is the newest Disc Golf coarse in fort worth... and I played it today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my "podcast" -&lt;a href="http://media.switchpod.com//users/doubletalk/080416ArcadiaParkQuick6.mp3"&gt;Arcadia Park Quick 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can subscribe to this podcast &lt;a href="http://www.switchpod.com/users/doubletalk/feed.xml"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7233197034085262305?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7233197034085262305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7233197034085262305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7233197034085262305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7233197034085262305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/arcadia-park-quick-6-disc-golf.html' title='Arcadia Park Quick 6 (disc golf)'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7854904421948954596</id><published>2008-04-15T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:50:10.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death &amp; Taxes</title><content type='html'>This is the First of hopefully many audio blogs.&lt;br /&gt;you can subscribe to my podcast here: &lt;a href="http://switchpod.com/users/doubletalk/feed.xml"&gt;"Double Talk"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the newest podcast: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.switchpod.com/users/doubletalk/080415DeathTaxes.mp3"&gt;"Death &amp; Taxes" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7854904421948954596?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7854904421948954596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7854904421948954596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7854904421948954596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7854904421948954596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/death-taxes.html' title='Death &amp; Taxes'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5894843550995510024</id><published>2008-04-04T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:50:37.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomer (Hosea 3:1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You asked Hosea&lt;br /&gt;to marry a whore&lt;br /&gt;you asked me&lt;br /&gt;to love the poor&lt;br /&gt;but I can't&lt;br /&gt;'cause I am a rich man&lt;br /&gt;in need of more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hosea 3:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chris Rohloff &lt;br /&gt;(4/4/2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5894843550995510024?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5894843550995510024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5894843550995510024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5894843550995510024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5894843550995510024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/04/gomer-hosea-31.html' title='Gomer (Hosea 3:1)'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-8513636497260736923</id><published>2008-03-19T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:11:59.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Fostering and Adoption-Watch Video</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/s/dws/photography/2007/adoptfoster/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to watch Video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-8513636497260736923?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8513636497260736923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=8513636497260736923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8513636497260736923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8513636497260736923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/03/faith-fostering-and-adoption-watch.html' title='Faith Fostering and Adoption-Watch Video'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-6952683542863266021</id><published>2008-03-19T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:08:18.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting abortion issue, Christians turn to adoption</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/religion/stories/072207dnmetfoster.210016b.html"&gt;Fighting abortion issue, Christians turn to adoption&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by By JAMES HOHMANN / The Dallas Morning News&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-6952683542863266021?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6952683542863266021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=6952683542863266021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/6952683542863266021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/6952683542863266021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/03/fighting-abortion-issue-christians-turn.html' title='Fighting abortion issue, Christians turn to adoption'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-534329778179581791</id><published>2008-02-25T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:56:07.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foster Parenting...</title><content type='html'>What can I say... but... READ THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fosteringrohloffs.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-you-say-you-wanna-foster-some-kiddos.html"&gt;Foster Parenting by Steph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the whole thing. It's Great. &lt;br /&gt;it's tough... tougher then I thought. to be a foster parent... &lt;br /&gt;I spend 8 hours everyday away from the kids... and it's tough for me... Steph is with them all the time.. &lt;br /&gt;Please pray for her. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really resonate with this blog post of my wife's.&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to think I may never hear "the boy" complete a full sentence, or sing a song, or play an instrument. &lt;br /&gt;I may never see "the girl" dance... or Play Sports (I think she has the potential of being a great athlete) or even like my wife said, tell jokes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-534329778179581791?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/534329778179581791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=534329778179581791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/534329778179581791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/534329778179581791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/foster-parenting.html' title='Foster Parenting...'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-1881040485370591573</id><published>2008-02-19T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:53:01.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel Definitions - follow this blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://trevinwax.com/2008/02/19/gospel-definitions/"&gt;Gospel Definitions:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://trevinwax.com/2008/02/19/gospel-definitions/"&gt;http://trevinwax.com/2008/02/19/gospel-definitions/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filed under: &lt;a href="http://trevinwax.com/2008/02/19/gospel-definitions/"&gt;Gospel Definitions&lt;/a&gt; — trevinwax @ 3:38 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the gospel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We claim to preach it. We want to live it. We have been commissioned to spread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently collecting “Gospel Definitions” from a wide variety of scholars, pastors, teachers and authors. Expect to see a “Gospel Definition” appear once every few days on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I quote someone’s “Gospel Definition” does not necessarily indicate my approval of the definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that as our generation wrestles with the important issue of clearly defining “the gospel,” this series will be of some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this comes for the "&lt;a href="http://trevinwax.com/"&gt;Kingdom People&lt;/a&gt;" blog.. my Favorite blog ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-1881040485370591573?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1881040485370591573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=1881040485370591573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1881040485370591573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/1881040485370591573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/02/gospel-definitions-follow-this-blog.html' title='Gospel Definitions - follow this blog!!'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-3061661653141294797</id><published>2008-01-29T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:50:38.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disc Golf on "the Price is Right"</title><content type='html'>A local Fort Worth Disc Golf Pro "&lt;a href="http://maceman.com/tour.html"&gt;Brian Maceman&lt;/a&gt;" was a contestant on "the Price is right" last year. It was a great day in Disc Golf moments, lots of GREAT NATIONAL exposure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/brIWcUSXijI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/brIWcUSXijI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-3061661653141294797?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3061661653141294797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=3061661653141294797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3061661653141294797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3061661653141294797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/disc-golf-on-price-is-right.html' title='Disc Golf on &quot;the Price is Right&quot;'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5216678963131346844</id><published>2008-01-25T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:54:42.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Expelled! The Movie</title><content type='html'>the most important movie this year is and will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expelledthemovie.com/"&gt;EXPELLED: No Intelligence Allowed&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SEE THIS MOVIE! PLEASE TELL OTHERS ABOUT IT PLEASE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Watch THESE VIDEOS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiWbTCeF_o8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiWbTCeF_o8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h3xduUHf7hY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h3xduUHf7hY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5216678963131346844?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5216678963131346844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5216678963131346844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5216678963131346844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5216678963131346844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-expelled-movie.html' title='Get Expelled! The Movie'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-4534826466350265649</id><published>2008-01-21T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:38:15.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>great night with the kids.</title><content type='html'>I just had a great night with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;Stephanie had some time out with "moms" at &lt;a href="http://fortworthpca.org/DesktopDefault.aspx"&gt;Fort Worth PCA&lt;/a&gt;, so I was alone with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a GREAT NIGHT! we finished eating. (yummy)&lt;br /&gt;Sang songs (mostly me, but they watched and danced a little)&lt;br /&gt;I washed dishes (actually fun)&lt;br /&gt;the Kids played... and DIDN'T FIGHT! in fact they kind of shared the "register" toy. (WOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lots of playing, the boy went to bed... some crying.. but I don't blame him we where having lots of fun! &lt;br /&gt;While the boy and I worked on going to sleep "the girl" watched "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sesame-Street-Learning-About-Letters/dp/630227608X"&gt;Learning about Letter&lt;/a&gt;" a sesame street video. &lt;br /&gt;After that was over.&lt;br /&gt;she hoped up. we walked to the bedroom holding hands and change in to pj's prayed, and went to bed. no fussing. SUPER EASY! &lt;br /&gt;I am telling you. Nights like this are TOO MUCH FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-4534826466350265649?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4534826466350265649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=4534826466350265649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/4534826466350265649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/4534826466350265649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/great-night-with-kids.html' title='great night with the kids.'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-8253968022067296073</id><published>2008-01-11T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:52.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4fGLZxEokI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EQcH0fy4oH8/s1600-h/080111_Irag_Child.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4fGLZxEokI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EQcH0fy4oH8/s400/080111_Irag_Child.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154306197746393666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Has been a very emotional day for me. I have been repeatedly reminded of the suffering of children. As you all know my wife and I are foster parents. Our childern have come from homes where conditions where bad. Each child's story is unique but they all have on thing in common: Pain. &lt;br /&gt;I have had lots of moment of tears today, and lots of prayers for a kind and tender heart. &lt;br /&gt;and then I get one of those "pray for our solders" email forwards. and it was super cute. Tons of pictures of American soldiers playing and having fun with kids, and them BAM the Picture above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so heavy today. I broke down completely when I say that photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the Children. Pray for the Children of Iraq, and the kids in your neighborhood that could be in danger. Please pray. Really! Don't Just read this little blog cause it came up in your "reader"... Pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is times like these I am looking for Jesus to Come. Not because I want to be "rescued" from this world, but because when Jesus COMES this WHOLE WORLD WILL BE REDEEMED! ALL OF IT! No more tears. All the Kids will be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Pray COME LORD JESUS ESTABLISH YOUR PERFECT KINGDOM ON EARTH! &lt;br /&gt;COME LORD JESUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-8253968022067296073?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8253968022067296073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=8253968022067296073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8253968022067296073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/8253968022067296073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/emotional-day.html' title='Emotional Day'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4fGLZxEokI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EQcH0fy4oH8/s72-c/080111_Irag_Child.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7099195868402790345</id><published>2008-01-10T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:00:02.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limited.. my heart became limited</title><content type='html'>this is not a "theological" post, but it is a confession. &lt;br /&gt;"limited atonement". &lt;br /&gt;It is a the "L" in the Calvinistic acronym "T.u.l.i.p"&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was reminded of this theological position, and my heart broke. &lt;br /&gt;If asked I would say that I do believe that Christ's sacrifice was and is for those whom he will redeem, and is for them only. &lt;br /&gt;However my wicked heart can not comprehend this. I sometimes see some one and think "Christ didn't 'atone' for that guy"&lt;br /&gt;What a wicked thought! I am not the Father and I am not the Lord so how dare I pretend I could ever know whom Christ Died for. &lt;br /&gt;I frequently have to remind myself that all who come to HIM, who RECEIVE HIM (John 1:12) are his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I make this post I can see the image of Christ, my KING.. THE KING Weeping over Jerusalem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ipj-ppj.org/Titles%20&amp;%20Logos/Prayer%20Service%20-%20Jesus%20weeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ipj-ppj.org/Titles%20&amp;%20Logos/Prayer%20Service%20-%20Jesus%20weeping.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did He really weep? if He knew that they where going to reject him why did he weep?&lt;br /&gt;If he knew that His sacrifice was not for them, why did he weep?&lt;br /&gt;Why? because He Loves. &lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 33:11 "As I live, declares the Lord God, I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of love makes us weep for those who will perish?&lt;br /&gt;A Limitless, passionate, bold Love; a love so powerful it raised the dead! &lt;br /&gt;that kind of love is only in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes Him weep! &lt;br /&gt;It makes my King weep!&lt;br /&gt;It makes my Savior weep! &lt;br /&gt;It makes the Great Just Judge of all the World WEEP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I will never let a truth or a theological position keep me for loving all men without limit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess, I don't love as He loved. My LOVE is limited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, I repent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7099195868402790345?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7099195868402790345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7099195868402790345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7099195868402790345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7099195868402790345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/limited-my-heart-became-limited.html' title='Limited.. my heart became limited'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7487685208741362832</id><published>2008-01-09T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:04:23.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wife's true hope</title><content type='html'>Stephanie Posted one of the best blogs I have ever read&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;a href="http://fosteringrohloffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/tangible-vs-true-hope.html"&gt;"Tangible vs True Hope"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7487685208741362832?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7487685208741362832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7487685208741362832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7487685208741362832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7487685208741362832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-wifes-true-hope.html' title='My wife&apos;s true hope'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5111289247738721172</id><published>2008-01-08T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:08:06.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Mirror</title><content type='html'>a tiny mirror stands&lt;br /&gt;reflecting mother's hands&lt;br /&gt;waves, points, up to the mouth&lt;br /&gt;to blow a parting kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a living mirror laughing&lt;br /&gt;every word repeating&lt;br /&gt;sings, prays, then whispers sweetly&lt;br /&gt;I Love you and Night Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by C.Rohloff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5111289247738721172?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5111289247738721172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5111289247738721172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5111289247738721172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5111289247738721172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-mirror.html' title='Living Mirror'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-3700481765581373541</id><published>2008-01-08T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:52.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Tacos have a NEW HOME</title><content type='html'>This is me at the NEW &lt;a href="http://www.fuzzystacoshop.com/location-racestreet.htm"&gt;Fuzzy's Taco Shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4PMLpxEoiI/AAAAAAAAACA/6WypP830aCc/s1600-h/080108_Me%40FuzzysOnRaceSt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4PMLpxEoiI/AAAAAAAAACA/6WypP830aCc/s320/080108_Me%40FuzzysOnRaceSt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153186899204284962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Address is: &lt;a href="http://www.fuzzystacoshop.com/location-racestreet.htm"&gt;2719 Race Street  ::  Fort Worth, Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun lunch with &lt;a href="http://eqdj.wordpress.com/"&gt;Enrique Duran "Junior"&lt;/a&gt; today! &lt;br /&gt;He took this photo with his mobile phone!&lt;br /&gt;and posted it on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=593252083&amp;highlight"&gt;his FACEBOOK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also While we where there a funny thing happen on my receipt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4PPKZxEojI/AAAAAAAAACI/iuzqTlpERyI/s1600-h/080108_FuzzyReceipt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4PPKZxEojI/AAAAAAAAACI/iuzqTlpERyI/s200/080108_FuzzyReceipt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153190176264331826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the name?... weird... &lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-3700481765581373541?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3700481765581373541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=3700481765581373541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3700481765581373541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/3700481765581373541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2008/01/fish-tacos-have-new-home.html' title='Fish Tacos have a NEW HOME'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R4PMLpxEoiI/AAAAAAAAACA/6WypP830aCc/s72-c/080108_Me%40FuzzysOnRaceSt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5468914021375761971</id><published>2007-12-31T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:52.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateur songwriter has kids</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday, I was trying to relax with my son, who is now teething, and was strumming my guitar. I looked on the coffee table next to me and saw the book "Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the bed" and began to sing the story to the chords I was strumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3lGKJxEohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Nn5QJP-05Yc/s1600-h/071231_FiveLittleMonkeysJumping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3lGKJxEohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Nn5QJP-05Yc/s320/071231_FiveLittleMonkeysJumping.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150224789109252626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have you ever wondered what happens when an amateur songwriter has kids?&lt;br /&gt;well click the link below and listen/download my newest "song"&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Eileen Christelow for the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.switchpod.com//users/doubletalk/071231MonkeysJumpinOnTheBedSong.mp3"&gt;http://media.switchpod.com//users/doubletalk/071231MonkeysJumpinOnTheBedSong.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5468914021375761971?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5468914021375761971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5468914021375761971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5468914021375761971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5468914021375761971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/armature-songwriter-has-kids.html' title='Amateur songwriter has kids'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3lGKJxEohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Nn5QJP-05Yc/s72-c/071231_FiveLittleMonkeysJumping.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-2416158914236387212</id><published>2007-12-26T09:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:54:53.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am  at my Office thinking about "the Office"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3KL_JxEofI/AAAAAAAAABo/v0CGTINgaxY/s1600-h/071226_theOffice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3KL_JxEofI/AAAAAAAAABo/v0CGTINgaxY/s400/071226_theOffice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148331241107661298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas Stephanie got me the Complete Second and Third Season of "The Office".&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for that gift! I look forward to watching Mike, Jim, Dwight, Pam and the whole gang! &lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-2416158914236387212?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2416158914236387212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=2416158914236387212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/2416158914236387212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/2416158914236387212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-office-thinking-about-office.html' title='I am  at my Office thinking about &quot;the Office&quot;'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8AMzhgMoSf4/R3KL_JxEofI/AAAAAAAAABo/v0CGTINgaxY/s72-c/071226_theOffice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-9115781975658677244</id><published>2007-12-21T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:58:25.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She cried when I left....</title><content type='html'>This morning as I left for work I said bye bye sweetie (to my daughter) and she looked at me.. and stood there... &lt;br /&gt;I said "Daddy is going to work"... but no reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out the door but forgot to get something so I had to go back in the house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I walked in the door my daughter ran to me and jumped in my arms. And I held her as I got the rest of my stuff. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put here down and she went on playing and I walked out the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Stephanie called me on the phone and said after I left she played for a little while then looked over at the door and started to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She missed me!! I can't believe it... &lt;br /&gt;She likes me… she really likes me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have these kids in my life. I hope they become our "forever" kids, but there may come a day when she is gone from our house forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day I will cry when she leaves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-9115781975658677244?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9115781975658677244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=9115781975658677244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/9115781975658677244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/9115781975658677244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/she-cried-when-i-left.html' title='She cried when I left....'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5479475354724362577</id><published>2007-12-18T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T14:37:50.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an unfaithful cheater...</title><content type='html'>I listen to KRLD almost all the time now.. &lt;br /&gt;I love 1040am KRLD! &lt;br /&gt;I need my news/talk. &lt;br /&gt;Great local news and National news, and traffic and weather ever 10 mins on the "Eights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND they are the HOME of the TEXAS RANGERS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I am so unfaithful to KDKR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should KDKR and I get a divorce? or do you think KDKR should forgive me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5479475354724362577?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5479475354724362577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5479475354724362577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5479475354724362577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5479475354724362577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-unfaithful-cheater.html' title='I am an unfaithful cheater...'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-7835743212497183624</id><published>2007-12-17T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:02:06.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame the Dolphins for the Cowboys loss</title><content type='html'>I was listening to the Radio and heard that the Dolphins who where 0-13 where about to beat the Baltimore Ravens. I said if the Dolphins win then it is a "Backwards day" for football, and the Cowboys would lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you know the Cowboys lost Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;A very Sad 10 to 6 loss. The cowboys could not make a touchdown all day? &lt;br /&gt;so I blame the Dolphins for the Cowboys loss.&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't they just lose again.. what would it have mattered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.. you could blame &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-nflspotlight17dec17,1,3482776.story?coll=la-headlines-sports"&gt;Jessica Simpson&lt;/a&gt; like everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-7835743212497183624?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7835743212497183624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=7835743212497183624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7835743212497183624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/7835743212497183624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-blame-dolphins-for-cowboys-loss.html' title='I blame the Dolphins for the Cowboys loss'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1501568293670276395.post-5383333578929221463</id><published>2007-12-15T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:22:38.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweet daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Reading Poetry to a 21month old</title><content type='html'>My wife told me that my foster Daughter pick a book for me to read for her, and it was "Sailing alone around the room" by Poet Billy Collins. &lt;br /&gt;We both laughed, and then I realized, well maybe. I mean, one of my favorite poems is quite funny, and includes a dog... and she loves dogs! &lt;br /&gt;Here is the Poem: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another Reason Why I Don't Keep A Gun In The House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.&lt;br /&gt;He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark&lt;br /&gt;that he barks every time they leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;They must switch him on on their way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.&lt;br /&gt;I close all the windows in the house&lt;br /&gt;and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast&lt;br /&gt;but I can still hear him muffled under the music,&lt;br /&gt;barking, barking, barking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra,&lt;br /&gt;his head raised confidently as if Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;had included a part for barking dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the record finally ends he is still barking,&lt;br /&gt;sitting there in the oboe section barking,&lt;br /&gt;his eyes fixed on the conductor who is&lt;br /&gt;entreating him with his baton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the other musicians listen in respectful&lt;br /&gt;silence to the famous barking dog solo,&lt;br /&gt;that endless coda that first established&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven as an innovative genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think? would a 21 month get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to think if I could make a cartoon out of this she would watch it and laugh. &lt;br /&gt;I mean... come on "the famous barking dog solo"... that's a funny image! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? should I read it to her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1501568293670276395-5383333578929221463?l=rohlofframblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5383333578929221463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1501568293670276395&amp;postID=5383333578929221463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5383333578929221463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1501568293670276395/posts/default/5383333578929221463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohlofframblings.blogspot.com/2007/12/reading-poetry-to-21month-old.html' title='Reading Poetry to a 21month old'/><author><name>Chris Rohloff</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113082991524870110941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vlMNqgngf_8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABGU/en4veLsDl18/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
