<?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-7962900850728661895</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:43:00.487-07:00</updated><category term='Images of Christ'/><category term='Jesus on Toast'/><category term='healing'/><category term='new faith'/><category term='helping the homeless'/><category term='Christmas in July'/><category term='black and white'/><category term='helpless to help.'/><category term='Images of Jesus'/><category term='Labyrinths'/><category term='Spiritual High'/><category term='gray area'/><category term='wholeness'/><category term='emergent church'/><category term='Homelessness'/><category term='spiritual dryness.'/><category term='Jesus crosses the line'/><category term='breaking the 10 commandments'/><category term='journeys toward God'/><category term='Jesus in food'/><title type='text'>The Abbey</title><subtitle type='html'>Experience. Express. Converse. Commune</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-861418581222196124</id><published>2010-03-22T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:46:08.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning...</title><summary type='text'>There is nothing like a fresh start.  Unfortunately, in todays world, we are seldom actually given a fresh start.Today I began my new job as Senior Pastor at Pullman Foursquare Church.  I spent my day reading budgets, building furniture, meeting staff and unpacking books.  As I was unpacking I realized something: much of what I packed with me was junk!  I packed three quarter used notepads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/861418581222196124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=861418581222196124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/861418581222196124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/861418581222196124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S6gAE2k0GdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/x8pfEyHHvDI/s72-c/freshstart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-4579069355370350812</id><published>2010-03-01T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:30:05.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  The space between where we will be and where we have been is a difficult place.  It’s a blank space between the lines filled with interminable waiting.  I’m in that waiting place right now, between the lines of my story, one foot here and one foot there, and I can’t seem to overcome the sense of anticipation that I feel.  To put it frankly and succinctly: waiting sucks.  So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/4579069355370350812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=4579069355370350812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/4579069355370350812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/4579069355370350812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S4xM9y054EI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2T-GdAZOpRI/s72-c/waiting+in+repose+with+texture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-4942660536549263950</id><published>2010-02-23T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:45:33.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one thing...</title><summary type='text'>So, for the last few weeks I’ve been engaged in a study of the book, “Irresistible Revolution,” by Shane Claibourn, with a few guys from church.  This is a great book, and I highly recommend it – though, if you read it I would caution you, it could mess you up!  This morning’s discussion was quite disturbing… in a good way.  Shane was discussing the idea of following, really following, Jesus, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/4942660536549263950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=4942660536549263950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/4942660536549263950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/4942660536549263950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-one-thing.html' title='Just one thing...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S4RMcITZ-UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rkRRjDkHbcc/s72-c/being_good_is_one_thing_doing_good_is_everything_tshirt-p235098025373061044trlf_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-8093855941195280790</id><published>2010-02-16T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:14:30.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch, Ch, Ch, Changes!</title><summary type='text'>Many of you now know, but for those of you who do not, I am going to be having a little change of scenery in the next month or so.  It was announced on Sunday here at Simpson that I have been posted to the position of Sr. Pastor of Pullman Foursquare Church.  This change has come as much of a surprise to me as it has to many of you.  I wasn’t looking for a job and was completely taken off guard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/8093855941195280790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=8093855941195280790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/8093855941195280790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/8093855941195280790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/02/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch, Ch, Ch, Changes!'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S3s0x1TwIJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ILDLglzRNOA/s72-c/Cordova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-7543773858952799496</id><published>2010-01-28T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:49:00.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual High'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual dryness.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labyrinths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journeys toward God'/><title type='text'>Walking the Labyrinth</title><summary type='text'>Walking the Labyrinth…I’m on fire!  Not physically of course – how could I be typing if I was on fire?  No, what I mean is, spiritually speaking,I am in a place of deep passion for, and experience of God’s presence.  When it comes to God I feel… well… fiery!To some of you, this way of being is far from foreign.  For other, I might as well be talking about what it feels like to be an amoeba – it’s</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/7543773858952799496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=7543773858952799496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7543773858952799496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7543773858952799496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-labyrinth.html' title='Walking the Labyrinth'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S2IX3FnLF8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/CBkbzozpn4k/s72-c/labyrinth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-3790622358680644019</id><published>2010-01-25T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:54:58.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus in food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images of Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus on Toast'/><title type='text'>Toasted Jesus</title><summary type='text'>While doing some research for an upcoming message series I ran across this picture.  Jesus on toast!  No, this is not the latest dish du jure at a fancy-shmancy restaurant.  Someone actually found the image of the Son of God on their perfectly browned, cheap white bread, breakfast, or so they believe.It seems that lately there have been a large number of Jesus sightings on food items ranging from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/3790622358680644019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=3790622358680644019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3790622358680644019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3790622358680644019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/toasted-jesus.html' title='Toasted Jesus'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S148UgBMoDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eCrfm7jzgbg/s72-c/Jesus+on+toast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-9140343600409107176</id><published>2010-01-19T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:41:55.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homelessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helpless to help.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping the homeless'/><title type='text'>A homeless person in my office...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Note:  This is a very raw, uncorrected, not pre-meditated, post – that is happening to me right this moment.  I have not had much time to think this through  - so my writing will be reactionary.  My opinions and actions are subject to change.    ----------------------------------  At this moment there is a homeless person sitting, asleep, in the church waiting room, looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/9140343600409107176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=9140343600409107176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/9140343600409107176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/9140343600409107176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/homeless-person-in-my-office.html' title='A homeless person in my office...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-9211719861746771875</id><published>2010-01-19T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:46:36.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story - pt. 6, Being shaped</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  The final installment of my spiritual pilgrimage...  the break between this post and last is a bit rough, so you may want to re-read the the end of the last just for the flow of thought!  Feel free to comment on this post, or in response to the whole story.  - Jamie -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/9211719861746771875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=9211719861746771875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/9211719861746771875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/9211719861746771875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-story-pt-5-being-shaped.html' title='My story - pt. 6, Being shaped'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1YanH9ut9I/AAAAAAAAADs/MXTrd_0XDa0/s72-c/booksatwork_IMG_0895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-1521012965221562124</id><published>2010-01-14T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:42:28.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gray area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus crosses the line'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wholeness'/><title type='text'>Jesus knocks over a fence.</title><summary type='text'>I find it interesting to look back at this formative event (cancer - see previous posts), now twelve years past.  I see the angry and confused young man sitting in his apartment in complete spiritual devastation and feel sadness and excitement for him simultaneously.  The years to come would be filled with healing, self-discovery and a foundational reimagining of Christian faith.  Sister Wendy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/1521012965221562124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=1521012965221562124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1521012965221562124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1521012965221562124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/jesus-knocks-over-fence.html' title='Jesus knocks over a fence.'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S0-p31OkuSI/AAAAAAAAADc/VVsoRDXxyfA/s72-c/Fabritius_Carel_The_Goldfinch_1634_1.303121330_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-1555206143161702280</id><published>2010-01-07T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:10:00.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story pt. 4 - And the walls came uh-tumbling down...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Note: For those of you who didn't quite get my two column idea - this should flesh it out a bit more.  That's the trouble with posting in pieces!  Please, read and respond.  I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences!  - JamieI entered college full of life and a desire to serve God.  I filled my course schedule with ministry classes and spent most of my time serving in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/1555206143161702280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=1555206143161702280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1555206143161702280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1555206143161702280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2010/01/note-for-those-of-you-who-didnt-quite.html' title='My story pt. 4 - And the walls came uh-tumbling down...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S0ZdAU3K4nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/C1okCwHA9mI/s72-c/tacoma-narrows-bridge-collapse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-8584697923955931267</id><published>2009-12-21T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:53:02.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emergent church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking the 10 commandments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new faith'/><title type='text'>My Story - pt. 3, following the rules.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Note to all mysterious Internet beings: If you are reading this, you might want to read parts 1 and 2 first - it really helps!  Also, please take an opportunity to become something more than a mysterious internet being by responding - then at least you won't be mysterious anymore.  If you want you can even do it anonymously and remain mysterious!Along with this dual life, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/8584697923955931267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=8584697923955931267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/8584697923955931267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/8584697923955931267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-story-pt-3-following-rules.html' title='My Story - pt. 3, following the rules.'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/Sy_f98xn4tI/AAAAAAAAACs/gjquaJYRY-8/s72-c/rules_1668_1668.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-1368457213671457681</id><published>2009-12-07T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:46:57.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story - pt. 2, Life Words.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Let me explain last weeks post a little more.  I grew up in a conservative “Evangelical” home in the great state of Alaska.  From the time I was in third grade (about a year after seeing “The Dark Crystal”) my family went to church every Sunday at our beautiful stained glass and steepled Sothern Baptist Church.  At some point this church changed pastors, and the incoming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/1368457213671457681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=1368457213671457681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1368457213671457681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1368457213671457681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2009/12/spiritual-pilgrimage-pt-2-life-words.html' title='My Story - pt. 2, Life Words.'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-2681377540148977551</id><published>2009-12-02T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:43:48.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story part 1. As promised</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  My story is not a new story.  Thousands upon thousands of pages have been inked, and sentences carefully crafted, to tell similar stories through books, scripts and songs.  Gallons upon gallons of paint have been applied to countless canvases to express the parts of the story that words cannot explain.  My story is the human story of the journey toward wholeness; the journey</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/2681377540148977551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=2681377540148977551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/2681377540148977551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/2681377540148977551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-story-part-1-as-promised.html' title='My story part 1. As promised'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/Sxbtgp-Y08I/AAAAAAAAACk/PerBxE0ebmY/s72-c/the-dark-crystal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-6342662948365303318</id><published>2009-11-18T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:51:57.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Telling...</title><summary type='text'>Recently I applied to George Fox seminary to continue my education (and was accepted, no applause please.)  As part of the application process I was asked to write a paper describing “My Spiritual Pilgrimage.”  As simple as this might sound (I mean, hey, a pastor should be able to articulate his spirituality, right?), the process turned out to be rather difficult. I started the project no less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/6342662948365303318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=6342662948365303318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/6342662948365303318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/6342662948365303318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-telling.html' title='Story Telling...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/SwRB0yucnEI/AAAAAAAAACc/225DLpLKUMU/s72-c/storyteller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-7703390178074778760</id><published>2009-07-16T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:34:16.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas in July'/><title type='text'>Christmas in July or Snow</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Last winter I was sitting on my couch at home and watching the snow lazily drift down from the gray clouds above.  This is one of my four favorite times of year; winter.  There is a certain cleanness that comes from the white snow.  A sense that the dirty world has been disinfected.  I know snow is a odd thing to write about in July, it’s just that I find it funny how we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/7703390178074778760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=7703390178074778760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7703390178074778760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7703390178074778760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2009/07/christmas-in-july-or-snow.html' title='Christmas in July or Snow'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-676767023229191986</id><published>2008-10-15T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:00:39.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Icons - sacred images painted by people hundreds of years ago are finding new life.  In our sacred space here at the Abbey a great cloud of witness is gathered around the room in the form of the Iconographic work of Deborah Anderson.  We recently invited Deborah to share her work and passion with us and what a treat it was!Mrs. Anderson shared a few thoughts Saturday and Sunday that stuck with me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/676767023229191986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=676767023229191986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/676767023229191986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/676767023229191986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/10/icons-sacred-images-painted-by-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/SPZY5qtaH2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XG5MdHOXnBU/s72-c/Virgin+of+Vladirmir+3+inch+format.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-7847327282271317520</id><published>2008-08-20T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:43:20.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reforming Reformation</title><summary type='text'>This comment was left in response to my previous blog, Tradition!  I didn't want anyone to miss it, so here it is as a post.   - JamieWhen I think of "tradition" I have a mixed reaction. On the one hand having tradition leaves me feeling comfortable with the familiar. Some things in my Christian experience have continued to nourish me and draw me closer to who God is- i.e. quiet prayer, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/7847327282271317520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=7847327282271317520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7847327282271317520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/7847327282271317520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/08/reforming-reformation.html' title='Reforming Reformation'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-5361443544672906063</id><published>2008-08-07T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:41:56.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tradition!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  This is the one time I wish I could insert music for my title – Tradition!  Tradition!  Tradition is perhaps the best thing the mainline church has to offer of community.  Tradition is hip – old is new – candles are cool!  This is obviously a trend in ascetics and trends are just that – trendy.  But, this is our opportunity to make faith relevant to the community around us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/5361443544672906063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=5361443544672906063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/5361443544672906063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/5361443544672906063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/08/tradition.html' title='Tradition!'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-5760812133389427199</id><published>2008-07-10T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:03:44.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The enemy of hope...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  What do we need for the church of today to survive into the future?  Is it better pastors; more production; better music; more comfortable pew’s?  These things may make up part of the answer, but the thing they have in common is the one thing we need most – Hope.  If the church is going to thrive in a new world it has to have hope that it can be of consequence there.  Hope </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/5760812133389427199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=5760812133389427199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/5760812133389427199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/5760812133389427199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/07/enemy-of-hope.html' title='The enemy of hope...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-753251294370952488</id><published>2008-06-30T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:50:36.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A chance not to be missed...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Historically, every 500 years the world changes.  The reformation, the printing press, the industrial revolution all occurred in one of these 500-year cycles.  Now we sit on the cusp of yet another world revolution – and the question I ask myself is; “What place will the Christian faith have in this new world?”  “Will it survive?”  The answer I believe is, yes!  Emphatically</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/753251294370952488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=753251294370952488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/753251294370952488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/753251294370952488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/06/chance-not-to-be-missed.html' title='A chance not to be missed...'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-3093624929055317001</id><published>2008-05-29T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:35:01.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are you here?</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Why are you here?  Conversation is important (see past blog!).  However the content of the conversation is just as important, if not more so.  The same is true of the church.  Church is important, but the content of the church is more so.  What do we talk about in church?   Words like core values, mission, and vision fly around like bats in a cave.  Goals, planning, circles,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/3093624929055317001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=3093624929055317001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3093624929055317001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3093624929055317001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-are-you-here.html' title='Why are you here?'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-1706224315588517308</id><published>2008-05-13T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:57:11.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation - Talk amongst yourselves!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  How often have you said something like, "hey, let's get together for coffee." Or "let's grab a quick one at the pub later."  These phrases, on the surface, are about having a drink (adult or otherwise) with a friend - however, the underlying message, the not-so-hidden meaning is "let's sit down and have a conversation."  "Conversation is the verbalization of concepts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/1706224315588517308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=1706224315588517308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1706224315588517308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/1706224315588517308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/05/conversation-talk-amongst-yourselves_13.html' title='Conversation - Talk amongst yourselves!'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962900850728661895.post-3073232018897949017</id><published>2008-04-29T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:28:09.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Space</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  The conversation is just getting started, so I'm going to leave this post up for a while longer.  Feel free to agree, disagree or feel confused - just feel something!  Please leave a comment and join the conversation.  Coming soon... Summer Dates, Posting on conversation, Community Groups and cool action figures of Jamie (well maybe not.)    Imagine  We live in a world where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/feeds/3073232018897949017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962900850728661895&amp;postID=3073232018897949017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3073232018897949017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962900850728661895/posts/default/3073232018897949017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theabbeyatsimpson.blogspot.com/2008/04/sacred-space.html' title='Sacred Space'/><author><name>Jamie Pagels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17654026789964406139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4j46ZMHqNJY/S1Y5vgrNWYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GvlPkXftkNs/S220/P7310330.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
