<?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-2887556167324286013</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:25:59.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of a Ragamuffin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887556167324286013.post-4810738582564083366</id><published>2008-07-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:07:24.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty for Ashes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SHi6i97MQEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GdCJzKYccUc/s1600-h/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SHi6i97MQEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GdCJzKYccUc/s320/DSC_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222128877837238338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello dear friends! So I'm sitting here halfway through a summer full of CTOPS, and I stand in complete awe of how GOOD the Lord is, how FAITHFUL He has been, and how many DOORS He has opened. It is hard to put into words everything I have learned about myself, my team, and the Lord this summer! It has been and continues to be such a blessing to read of my brothers and sisters on every corner of the globe doing the Lord's work. From Singapore to South Africa to Germany, I am so pumped to hear the stories face to face of what the Lord has been doing this summer!&lt;br /&gt;Check out this song by Shane &amp;amp; Shane. We sang it a bunch on our Intervarsity retreat to Rockbridge, and I have been obsessed with it this week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;br /&gt;a garment of praise for my heaviness&lt;br /&gt;beauty for ashes&lt;br /&gt;take this heart of stone and make it Yours, Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i delight myself in the Richest of Fare&lt;br /&gt;trading all that i've had for all that is better&lt;br /&gt;a garment of praise for my heaviness&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest taste&lt;br /&gt;You're the richest of fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Psalm 63, Isaiah 61)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all, and can't wait to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Peace, and CTOPS,&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2887556167324286013-4810738582564083366?l=reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4810738582564083366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887556167324286013&amp;postID=4810738582564083366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/4810738582564083366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/4810738582564083366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/2008/07/beauty-for-ashes.html' title='Beauty for Ashes...'/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SHi6i97MQEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GdCJzKYccUc/s72-c/DSC_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887556167324286013.post-3932697453497977606</id><published>2008-04-13T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:16:42.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SAK-g47yYbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8YmTpjDMpVA/s1600-h/47961ba2ccc00-600x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SAK-g47yYbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8YmTpjDMpVA/s320/47961ba2ccc00-600x450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188919192932475314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p face="Calibri" size="11pt" style="margin: 0in;"&gt;This really hit me when I read it today--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;The Reformation was a time when men went blind, staggering drunk because they had discovered, in the dusty basement of late medievalism, a whole cellar-full of fifteen-hundred-year-old, two-hundred-proof grace--of bottle after bottle of pure distillate of Scripture, one sip of which would convince&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;anyone that God saves us single-handedly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The word of the gospel--after all those centuries of trying to lift yourself into heaven by worrying about the perfection of your bootstraps--suddenly turned out to be a flat announcement that the saved were home before they started….&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace has to be drunk straight:&lt;/span&gt; no water, no ice, and certainly no ginger ale; neither goodness, nor badness, nor the flowers that bloom in the spring of super spirituality could be allowed to enter into the case."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Profound thoughts for a sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Go in Peace this week,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Wyatt&lt;&gt;&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2887556167324286013-3932697453497977606?l=reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3932697453497977606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887556167324286013&amp;postID=3932697453497977606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/3932697453497977606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/3932697453497977606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/2008/04/grace.html' title='Grace...'/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/SAK-g47yYbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8YmTpjDMpVA/s72-c/47961ba2ccc00-600x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887556167324286013.post-8435228460553470083</id><published>2008-04-07T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:32:56.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_pMmMa3GgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v4vbH_7E6XU/s1600-h/n2724230_36942608_5644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_pMmMa3GgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v4vbH_7E6XU/s320/n2724230_36942608_5644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186542139923175938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profound words to let sink in on a chilly Monday from the man Brennan Manning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11pt;"&gt;The Good News means we can stop lying to ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sweet sound of Amazing Grace saves us from the necessity of self-deception.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It keeps us from denying that though Christ was victorious, the battle with lust, greed, and pride still rages within us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a sinner who has been redeemed, I can acknowledge that I am often unloving, irritable, angry, and resentful with those closest to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I go to church I can leave my white hat at home and admit I have failed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God not only loves me as I am, but also knows me as I am.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of this I don't need to apply spiritual cosmetics to make myself presentable to Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can accept ownership of my poverty and powerlessness and neediness.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Calibri" size="11pt" style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wyatt&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2887556167324286013-8435228460553470083?l=reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8435228460553470083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887556167324286013&amp;postID=8435228460553470083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/8435228460553470083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/8435228460553470083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/2008/04/profound-words-to-let-sink-in-on-chilly.html' title=''/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_pMmMa3GgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v4vbH_7E6XU/s72-c/n2724230_36942608_5644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887556167324286013.post-541824950117647544</id><published>2008-04-03T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:59:15.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Turbans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_T-y8a3GfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgVl3PJ8K34/s1600-h/DSC_0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_T-y8a3GfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgVl3PJ8K34/s320/DSC_0481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185049222175988210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-ESV-22914" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;Then he showed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the LORD, and Satan standing at his right hand to accuse him. &lt;span id="en-ESV-22915" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;And the LORD said to Satan, "The LORD rebuke you, O Satan! The LORD who has chosen Jerusalem rebuke you! Is not this a brand plucked from the fire?" &lt;span id="en-ESV-22916" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;Now Joshua was standing before the angel, clothed with filthy garments. &lt;span id="en-ESV-22917" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;And the angel said to those who were standing before him, "Remove the filthy garments from him." And to him he said, "Behold, I have taken your iniquity away from you, and I will clothe you with pure vestments." &lt;span id="en-ESV-22918" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;And I said, "Let them put a clean turban on his head." So they put a clean turban on his head and clothed him with garments. And the angel of the LORD was standing by.&lt;br /&gt;-Zechariah 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible picture.&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;wyatt&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2887556167324286013-541824950117647544?l=reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/541824950117647544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887556167324286013&amp;postID=541824950117647544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/541824950117647544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/541824950117647544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/2008/04/clean-turbans.html' title='Clean Turbans'/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_T-y8a3GfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgVl3PJ8K34/s72-c/DSC_0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887556167324286013.post-3813034496911863848</id><published>2008-04-01T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:06:00.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jrcca3GeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mCQFn3Wk4rQ/s1600-h/DSC_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jrcca3GeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mCQFn3Wk4rQ/s320/DSC_1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184324257466227170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A great friend of mine writes a profound blog entry quite often that constantly inspires, encourages, and challenges me.  I don't know if these entries will do any of those things, but I hope you can take something away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just starting to read the book of Joshua, and yesterday I was stuck on this passage from the first chapter--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God repeats that line "Be strong and courageous" several times just in that first chapter.&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet promise...&lt;br /&gt;Go in that assurance on this dreary Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt&lt;&gt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2887556167324286013-3813034496911863848?l=reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3813034496911863848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887556167324286013&amp;postID=3813034496911863848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/3813034496911863848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887556167324286013/posts/default/3813034496911863848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofaragamuffin.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-friend-of-mine-writes-profound.html' title=''/><author><name>wyatt&amp;lt;&amp;gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489165958475286608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jnhsa3GcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnXM_VlorU4/S220/PICT0295.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQFDWJGtV0M/R_Jrcca3GeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mCQFn3Wk4rQ/s72-c/DSC_1232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
