<?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-3195379098675762412</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:36:12.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And ye shall know the truth...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195379098675762412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jim Harris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01328242916352772290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5Pi1xr69Gw/SYN2X7rXjnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6riDSoB1aaY/S220/Jim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195379098675762412.post-7920780467987589187</id><published>2007-09-15T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:36:47.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin cancer healed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The lump in my hand was gone…completely healed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me back up a bit.  I’d had a lump in the soft tissue of my right hand, between thumb and first finger, about the size of a small pea for several years, but over the past couple of months it had grown to the size of a large bean.  It had also become extremely sensitive to touch, so much so that I caught myself unconsciously scratching and rubbing it against my jeans to ease the irritation.  The skin covering the lump had become thick and scaly and there were times when I’d pick at it until I peeled a large piece off.  This would leave a large hole, although it never bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had scheduled my first talk for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trainingofthewolf.com/"&gt;The Training of the Wolf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, at a local bookstore in Birmingham (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Books, Beans and Candles&lt;/span&gt;), but as the day for the talk approached I realized I was totally unprepared.  It was such a relief when Mitchell phoned and asked to reschedule because of an unforeseen conflict.  We were able to work out a date three weeks later which gave me ample to time to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I prayed about how I should go about preparing for this meeting what came to me was that I needed to regain the level of inspiration I had had when writing my poem “The Dream”, which is the climax of and closing for the book.  It goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel it fading fast away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as I awaken to the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only half-remembered now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; which truly seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet, were they true? Could they be real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those things we do, and see, and feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No! Real is what I now perceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; while unfettered I soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;above the mist of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing the joy of silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the Truth that makes man free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent many hours going over this poem and thinking about what it meant to me – not only about what it meant when written in 1980, but in all the years following.  When the day came for the talk I was ready.  A few days later, when I next thought about my hand, the lump was completely gone.  I am so grateful for this healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195379098675762412-7920780467987589187?l=jharris1112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/feeds/7920780467987589187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/2009/01/skin-cancer-healed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195379098675762412/posts/default/7920780467987589187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195379098675762412/posts/default/7920780467987589187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/2009/01/skin-cancer-healed.html' title='Skin cancer healed'/><author><name>Jim Harris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01328242916352772290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5Pi1xr69Gw/SYN2X7rXjnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6riDSoB1aaY/S220/Jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3195379098675762412.post-1495643403169612094</id><published>2007-09-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:25:26.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First book talk at Books, Beans &amp; Candles</title><content type='html'>Gave my first book talk today at Books, Beans &amp;amp; Candles.  If you happen to have been there I'd love to hear your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3195379098675762412-1495643403169612094?l=jharris1112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/feeds/1495643403169612094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-book-talk-at-books-beans-candles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195379098675762412/posts/default/1495643403169612094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3195379098675762412/posts/default/1495643403169612094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jharris1112.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-book-talk-at-books-beans-candles.html' title='First book talk at Books, Beans &amp; Candles'/><author><name>Jim Harris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01328242916352772290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5Pi1xr69Gw/SYN2X7rXjnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6riDSoB1aaY/S220/Jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
