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	<title>Comments on: Goldilocks and the brake</title>
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		<title>By: Jesse Moore</title>
		<link>http://mooreover.com/blog/2008/03/goldilocks-and-the-brake/comment-page-1/#comment-1261</link>
		<dc:creator>Jesse Moore</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 16:19:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I realize that people are going to have their own interpretation of this, and one of the hardest things I face regarding my writing is letting people come to their own conclusions :) I felt this car wreck so vividly that I got up from bed and tried to capture it in words. 

Lately I wake up early morning and dedicate my day to God, asking for wisdom in my choices throughout the day, and opportunities to leave the chains of fear, worry, and other &quot;natural&quot; responses to my life on the ground. I see the fruit from this behavior, but even on my best days it&#039;s not without moments that I have trouble understanding. I just wanted to articulate this in some way...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I realize that people are going to have their own interpretation of this, and one of the hardest things I face regarding my writing is letting people come to their own conclusions <img src='http://mooreover.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  I felt this car wreck so vividly that I got up from bed and tried to capture it in words. </p>
<p>Lately I wake up early morning and dedicate my day to God, asking for wisdom in my choices throughout the day, and opportunities to leave the chains of fear, worry, and other &#8220;natural&#8221; responses to my life on the ground. I see the fruit from this behavior, but even on my best days it&#8217;s not without moments that I have trouble understanding. I just wanted to articulate this in some way&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Aaron Anderson</title>
		<link>http://mooreover.com/blog/2008/03/goldilocks-and-the-brake/comment-page-1/#comment-1259</link>
		<dc:creator>Aaron Anderson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 15:26:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is good Jess.  All of us, at our stripped-to-the-waist bare honest core, feel like this quite often.  We all feel like we&#039;re moments away from a fatal crash, like we&#039;re all out of control.  Yet, while we&#039;re all awaiting the embrace of the wreckage of our lives, we forget that the embrace we need is that of the One who loves us best.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is good Jess.  All of us, at our stripped-to-the-waist bare honest core, feel like this quite often.  We all feel like we&#8217;re moments away from a fatal crash, like we&#8217;re all out of control.  Yet, while we&#8217;re all awaiting the embrace of the wreckage of our lives, we forget that the embrace we need is that of the One who loves us best.</p>
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