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	<title>Comments on: In the Name of Love</title>
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	<description>never beyond mending</description>
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		<title>By: Crabb</title>
		<link>http://www.fracturedsaints.com/2009/11/in-the-name-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-858</link>
		<dc:creator>Crabb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:24:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Prof, the process you are describing is so very similar to my experience shortly before I wrote the pain of being right post.  It was God&#039;s &#039;peek-a-boo&#039; moment for me.  The ironic thing is that for me God had His time for when it would make an impact on my life.  My wife had articulated her problems with my pride for some time, but there was a point where I saw its ugliness for myself and it changed lots of things.

My biggest struggle with pride continues to be that I love to be right.  It is especially hard when I get on a roll at work or home where I actually am in fact right.  The devil loves to tempt me to indulge / revel in it.  

Lets keep this one going.  I think that there are probably more of us types out there and I could sure use brothers and sisters to struggle through this with.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Prof, the process you are describing is so very similar to my experience shortly before I wrote the pain of being right post.  It was God&#8217;s &#8216;peek-a-boo&#8217; moment for me.  The ironic thing is that for me God had His time for when it would make an impact on my life.  My wife had articulated her problems with my pride for some time, but there was a point where I saw its ugliness for myself and it changed lots of things.</p>
<p>My biggest struggle with pride continues to be that I love to be right.  It is especially hard when I get on a roll at work or home where I actually am in fact right.  The devil loves to tempt me to indulge / revel in it.  </p>
<p>Lets keep this one going.  I think that there are probably more of us types out there and I could sure use brothers and sisters to struggle through this with.</p>
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		<title>By: Just Jim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Just Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Brokenness and being humbled appear to be the only remedy for my pride.

However there is greater freedom and joy after the brokenness is healed.</description>
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<p>However there is greater freedom and joy after the brokenness is healed.</p>
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