<rss version="2.0" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:trackback="http://madskills.com/public/xml/rss/module/trackback/"><channel><title>Redeeming Our Treasures</title><link>http://www.redeemingourtreasures.com</link><description>RSS feeds for Redeeming Our Treasures</description><ttl>60</ttl><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/46/The-Climb.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=46</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=46&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>The Climb</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/46/The-Climb.aspx</link><description>
There are those that climb and others who watch from a distance.
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 15:39:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:46</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/45/Its-Never-Too-Late.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=45</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=45&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>It's Never Too Late</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/45/Its-Never-Too-Late.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
Past and Present were poured into a cup called life. Present provided the substance which was filtered through a screen called Past and poured out into a basin called Eternity.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 15:35:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:45</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/43/The-Aqua-Bowl.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=43</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=43&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>The Aqua Bowl</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/43/The-Aqua-Bowl.aspx</link><description>
I remember things I didn’t want to know
Thoughts and feelings lost
In the undertow of sorrow’s Torrent
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 13:43:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:43</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/39/The-Raw-and-Painful-Process-of-Surviving.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=39</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=39&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>The Raw and Painful Process of Surviving</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/39/The-Raw-and-Painful-Process-of-Surviving.aspx</link><description>Spectators look at the triumphant survivor and applaud,
Heaven sees the same survivor in the context of her history
and stands in awe.
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
©linda settles
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 13:45:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:39</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/37/She-Knows.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=37</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=37&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>She Knows...</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/37/She-Knows.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
She knows, she sees&amp;#160;but&amp;#160; disagrees
with what her senses tell. It cannot be!
Can not... Oh, well...
The years wing by and childhood screams
Against injustice, silently.
Oh, treasure ruined, oh awful cost!</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 12:34:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:37</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/36/I-Lay-Me-Down.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=36</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=36&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>I Lay Me Down...</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/36/I-Lay-Me-Down.aspx</link><description>
"Now I lay me down to sleep"
Beside the bed on dirty floor
she kneels
No bath could wash away the grime
she feels...</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 12:20:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:36</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/35/Stepping-Now.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=35</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=35&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Stepping Now!</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/35/Stepping-Now.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
I'm Stepping Now....
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 13:20:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:35</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/34/Its-About-Time.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=34</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=34&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>It's About Time...</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/34/Its-About-Time.aspx</link><description>A poem about moving beyond abuse...
</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 13:15:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:34</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/33/When-I-Get-Too-Busy.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=33</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=33&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>When I Get Too Busy</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/33/When-I-Get-Too-Busy.aspx</link><description>
A poetic word about the importance of maintaining a quiet time...
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 13:08:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:33</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/31/A-Soul-Set-Free.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=31</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=31&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>A Soul Set Free</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/31/A-Soul-Set-Free.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
A Soul Set Free

Unbounded Joy
Unfettered Grace</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 17:25:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:31</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/30/A-Survivors-Ode-to-Jesus-Christ.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=30</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=30&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>A Survivor's Ode to Jesus Christ</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/30/A-Survivors-Ode-to-Jesus-Christ.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
When I think of all we've been through--valleys dark and shadows deep
The trembling child who thought she walked alone on barren steeps
The howling tempest of a storm that&amp;#160;snatched&amp;#160;her breath away
The crouching tigers in the night-the slinking beasts of prey,
That came at&amp;#160;her with salivating grins and razored claws
Wolves in clothing of a sheep, all bloody fangs and paws.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 17:15:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:30</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/26/Song-of-the-Broken-Vessel.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=26</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=26&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Song of the Broken Vessel</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/26/Song-of-the-Broken-Vessel.aspx</link><description>Love poured out through broken vessels...
</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 14:51:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:26</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/25/Time-to-Rest-Awhile.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=25</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=25&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Time to Rest Awhile</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/25/Time-to-Rest-Awhile.aspx</link><description>Sometimes it's time to look beyond
the suffering of the past
To lay aside, for just awhile,
the questions and the tasks
of processing the pain, the loss
the struggle to believe
that there is purpose in the pain
&amp;#160;and joy in sorrow's sleeve.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 15:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:25</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/24/When-Truth-Is-Mine.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=24</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=24&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>When Truth Is Mine</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/24/When-Truth-Is-Mine.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;

&amp;#160;
Sometimes your heart is aching, 
breaking, torn in two by sorrows keen.
You know you knew&amp;#160;but didn't know 
you knew 'til now. You thought you
merely dreamed.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 13:20:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:24</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/23/Gifts-Freely-Bestowed.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=23</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=23&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Gifts Freely Bestowed</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/23/Gifts-Freely-Bestowed.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
Gifts Freely Bestowed
&amp;#160;When one we love is suffering
And in their eyes we see
An ocean of pain, 
A mountain of hurt
And myriad miseries,
When their heart is torn
And the mangled threads
Of nature’s covering bares</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 13:12:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:23</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/21/Broken-Angel.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=21</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=21&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Broken Angel</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/21/Broken-Angel.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
It was shattered and broken, the packing scuffed and torn
The box beneath the Christmas tree was smudged by grime
and worn.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 14:24:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:21</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/19/The-Caregiver.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=19</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=19&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>The Caregiver</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/19/The-Caregiver.aspx</link><description>The role of care-giver in addicted or otherwise dysfunctional families is that of an "adultified" child who assumes responsibility for her siblings--even when it robs her of her own life.
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
It had not been easy for her—caught as she was against the grail ,
There was nothing to be done to make it better, she was sure of 
&amp;#160;that,
And so she woke each day and dressed to fit the part that she&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; 
must play
In the drama of lives not her own, not hers to manage, but her load to bear
Until the grave claimed body as it had her mind and soul.
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:19:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:19</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/1/Every-Survivor-Knows.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=1</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=1&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Every Survivor Knows....</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/1/Every-Survivor-Knows.aspx</link><description>We need to rest awhile 
Every survivor of trauma knows that hiding the pain deep down in the pockets of our subconscious mind will not remove the sting of it. Every survivor knows-- and so we process, and we study, we read, and we try to work it out, like a thorn stuck in our foot. We pick up the tweezers of truth and pry away at it-- while trying to hold back our tears and frustration. I know. I have worked as hard as any one I know, and I have grown wiser in the process. I have learned that the chronic presence of pain becomes consuming, and sometimes it is necessary to take a break from all my efforts to "heal myself" and hope in the confidence that while I rest, my Heavenly Father does not sleep.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 16:51:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:1</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/3/Keeper-of-the-Aviary-Come.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=3</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=3&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Keeper of the Aviary Come!</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/3/Keeper-of-the-Aviary-Come.aspx</link><description>&amp;#160;
There is nothing more beautiful than an aviary where plants and flowers, butterflies and birds dart through sun crested skies contained by walled windows of glass.&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
Keeper of the aviary come--and take me with you when you go...
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;
&amp;#160;</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 20:28:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:3</guid></item><item><comments>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/2/Seeing-beyond-our-scars-and-flaws.aspx#Comments</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/RssComments.aspx?TabID=55&amp;ModuleID=381&amp;ArticleID=2</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/DesktopModules/DnnForge%20-%20NewsArticles/Tracking/Trackback.aspx?ArticleID=2&amp;PortalID=0&amp;TabID=55</trackback:ping><title>Seeing beyond our scars and flaws</title><link>http://redeemingourtreasures.com/WalkWithMe/tabid/55/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/2/Seeing-beyond-our-scars-and-flaws.aspx</link><description>Eyes of Love

I look into the mirror and You know what I see.
The scars of a thousand battles, glaring back at me.</description><dc:creator>linda</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 20:03:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">f1397696-738c-4295-afcd-943feb885714:2</guid></item></channel></rss>