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		<title>By: jared</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Nov 2006 04:51:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>erika, I just had an interesting night with the bank...  I wrote a post about the unbelievable demonstration I just witnessed. you might find it interesting.

http://seekingdaily.org/?p=33</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>erika, I just had an interesting night with the bank&#8230;  I wrote a post about the unbelievable demonstration I just witnessed. you might find it interesting.</p>
<p><a href="http://seekingdaily.org/?p=33" rel="nofollow">http://seekingdaily.org/?p=33</a></p>
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		<title>By: erika</title>
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		<dc:creator>erika</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 23:49:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jared,

Your comment warmed my heart! When I was in seminary at Fuller, I used to struggle simply walking through the student parking lot. The BMWs, the Lexus and Acuras I would see parked there stood like an offense to our family's struggle to simply pay rent and buy food. I can only imagine how much more you must feel it in your bank.

My husband wrote a great song with these words: "I am a pauper. Yes, I am poor. But let there be no lies told, let no lies be told here, my cup runneth over...runneth over...I am an heir."

True for my spirit and my flesh.

God bless you and your family!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jared,</p>
<p>Your comment warmed my heart! When I was in seminary at Fuller, I used to struggle simply walking through the student parking lot. The BMWs, the Lexus and Acuras I would see parked there stood like an offense to our family&#8217;s struggle to simply pay rent and buy food. I can only imagine how much more you must feel it in your bank.</p>
<p>My husband wrote a great song with these words: &#8220;I am a pauper. Yes, I am poor. But let there be no lies told, let no lies be told here, my cup runneth over&#8230;runneth over&#8230;I am an heir.&#8221;</p>
<p>True for my spirit and my flesh.</p>
<p>God bless you and your family!</p>
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		<title>By: jared</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 23:33:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amen Sister!  I am working through seminary part time at bank.  My bank is located in the richest area of St Louis.  In fact rumor has it it is the sixth richest area in the world.  

Enter me.  Poor seminary student with a wife and two kids.  Scraping by on less per month than my rent and trusting God for the rest (its the first by the way, so we will see how this months gets paid).  

I daily see people with bank accounts in the six figure range...i am talking checking accounts!  Often these people perturb me terribly, but I am realizing that they have their fair share of hurts and pains.  Divorce, out of control families, you name it, I have seen and heard some crazy stuff.  

Seeing their pain helps me to love them because it helps me realize that they too need the Savior.

But I smell what you are cooking!

Thanks for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amen Sister!  I am working through seminary part time at bank.  My bank is located in the richest area of St Louis.  In fact rumor has it it is the sixth richest area in the world.  </p>
<p>Enter me.  Poor seminary student with a wife and two kids.  Scraping by on less per month than my rent and trusting God for the rest (its the first by the way, so we will see how this months gets paid).  </p>
<p>I daily see people with bank accounts in the six figure range&#8230;i am talking checking accounts!  Often these people perturb me terribly, but I am realizing that they have their fair share of hurts and pains.  Divorce, out of control families, you name it, I have seen and heard some crazy stuff.  </p>
<p>Seeing their pain helps me to love them because it helps me realize that they too need the Savior.</p>
<p>But I smell what you are cooking!</p>
<p>Thanks for sharing.</p>
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