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    <lastBuildDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 01:12:37 GMT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>He is holding us.</title>
      <link>http://stinapineyro.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=he-is-holding-us</link>
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	  The month of February has been hard. I can pretty honestly say I hated this month. Some of you may be surprised by this considering&amp;nbsp;I celebrated my birthday, got to go to camp, and quite frankly I am a master at masking my pain, but this entire month I have been very unhappy.&amp;nbsp;
I have suffered with depression and anxiety all my life. So much that during my sophomore year in high school I began to self harm, which then lead to a few suicide attempts.This past month it was in full swing.</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>First official video =)</title>
      <link>http://annaprimrose.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=first-official-video</link>
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	  just throwing a couple of fundraising ideas around...whilst showing off my mad skillz. </description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Down in the dumps</title>
      <link>http://www.sethbarnes.com/index.asp?filename=down-in-the-dumps</link>
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	  My son, Seth, is leading a project in Nicaragua this week. He just wrote the following about his experience in the dumps.



I went to the dump in Granada, Nicaragua for the first time in two years today. As my team and I exited the vehicle, flies, stench, heat and smoke accosted us in ways they&apos;d never experienced. 
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I made it to the top of the hill before looking back and realizing the others hadn&apos;t left their place next to the truck. They hadn&apos;t ever seen anything like this before</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Pics from El Salvador!</title>
      <link>http://trenacorkern.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=pics-from-el-salvador</link>
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	  Here&amp;#39;s some pics from month 1 in El Salvador! </description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Never More Content Than This</title>
      <link>http://lydiahart.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=never-more-content-than-this</link>
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	  I sit on the tree swing by the road, reading my Bible, sort of, and mostly watching the boys trying to repair their bicycles. Two little children with their mother walk up the road yelling &amp;quot;Gringa!&amp;quot; and waving excitedly. I sit on the tin roof above our makeshift prayer room early in the morning and watch as the sun outlines the mountains in pink as I share prayers and proclamations for Honduras with my squad mate. Early in the morning I gasp as I stand shivering under the cold water th</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Shannon</title>
      <link>http://lydiahart.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=shannon</link>
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	  About two days after arriving in Honduras, I was randomly blessed with about 2 minutes of free wifi. I quickly checked my email and what was going on in the facebook world. Scanning through my facebook messages, I froze in shock, my hand over my face as I read a message from a dear friend. Our roommate during our first year of college had passed away from injuries sustained in a car accident. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to process the news I had just received. We weren&amp;#39;t very close</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Some Swirly, Twirly Thoughts.</title>
      <link>http://joshandjenmendenhall.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=some-swirly-twirly-thoughts</link>
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	  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For the last few days, we have been in the midst of packing up the apartment that we have lived in for 3 years.&amp;nbsp; This is the only place Josh and I have lived together, and as a married couple, so it is kind of bittersweet to close this chapter in our lives.&amp;nbsp; We have run into a scheduling conflict with the friend we are moving in with, and she will not have a room available for us for a couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; We can stay with Josh&amp;#39;s parents, but our cats can</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Dreaming Out Loud</title>
      <link>http://sarahcroaker.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=dreaming-out-loud</link>
      <guid>http://sarahcroaker.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=dreaming-out-loud</guid>
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	Steam drifts lazily from the brim of my tea cup, filling the air with the sweet smell of sugar and Lipton tea. Paint brushes and tiny bottles of paint lay to the side of my cup, along with a bowl of muddy colored water, and a rag striped with paint. Tiny, frothy bubbles dance and float across the surface of my tea cup. My ears are filled with the sound of rain as it patters against the tin roof above. The scent of the warm, wet earth mingles with the tea, and I smile at the simple joy in this</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>This life is not yours</title>
      <link>http://marciewallace.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=this-life-is-not-yours</link>
      <guid>http://marciewallace.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=this-life-is-not-yours</guid>
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	  The other day a dear friend of mine said something that struck me to the very core. He said, &amp;ldquo;Marcie, you know not everything is about you.&amp;rdquo; Of course he said this in a sarcastic tone of voice and I laughed when he said it, but then I realized something. So often my thoughts revolve around me. My day revolves around me. My time is spent on me. And yet, the exact opposite should be occurring. Jesus should be the sole focus of my life.

Ever since I was accepted on the World Race in </description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The Smoking Furnace and the Burning Lamp</title>
      <link>http://tomherder.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=the-smoking-furnace-and-the-burning-lamp</link>
      <guid>http://tomherder.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=the-smoking-furnace-and-the-burning-lamp</guid>
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	  One passage in Scripture that has been tugging at my heart lately is the covenant God made with Abram in chapter 15 of Genesis. &amp;nbsp;This is the chapter where God tells Abram to number the stars if he can, because that is the number of Abram&amp;#39;s offspring. &amp;nbsp;And Abram believed God, and God accounted it to him as righteousness. &amp;nbsp;Abram believed God for the impossible.

The part of the chapter that has been drawing my attention is later in the chapter though. &amp;nbsp;Abram has prepared </description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Photo Journey through my Eleven Months</title>
      <link>http://sarahtaylor.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=photo-journey-through-my-eleven-months</link>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Fear What?</title>
      <link>http://zachcobos.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=fear-what</link>
      <guid>http://zachcobos.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=fear-what</guid>
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	  Teaching former street kids English.
Walking up to well known gangsters in the most dangerous city in Honduras.
Playing games with young children in a detention center
who were swept unconsious off the streets from all the paint thinner they&amp;#39;ve inhaled.
Translating testimonies from Spanish to English for former gangmembers.
Hugging and loving on teens who used to hold people at knifepoint for their next high.
Experiencing Jesus&amp;#39; mercy and grace at every streetcorner.
This is what </description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Long time no blog...sorry. Here&apos;s an update!</title>
      <link>http://nicoleruggiano.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=long-time-no-blogsorry-heres-an-update</link>
      <guid>http://nicoleruggiano.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=long-time-no-blogsorry-heres-an-update</guid>
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	  &amp;nbsp;A final wrap up on El Salvey and an intro into Hundury...
I can&amp;rsquo;t believe that I am already halfway through my second month. Super crazy, time is flying. Sorry it&amp;rsquo;s been so long since I&amp;rsquo;ve posted a blog...but here ya go.
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Here are my closing thoughts on El Salvador:
I can&amp;rsquo;t look back at all the houses I built or wells I dug for thirsty people. I can&amp;rsquo;t think back to the great conversations I had that led others to make better decisions with their live</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>It&apos;s like it&apos;s on the tip of my tongue!</title>
      <link>http://daniellejacques.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=its-like-its-on-the-tip-of-my-tongue</link>
      <guid>http://daniellejacques.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=its-like-its-on-the-tip-of-my-tongue</guid>
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	  You know that feeling you get when something is on the tip of your tongue? You&apos;re so close to remembering that name or idea or word, but for the life of you, you can&apos;t spit it out?Well, that&apos;s sort of how I feel right now. I&apos;m still a little ways off with my fundraising, but I&apos;ve been so ready to get down to Georgia for the past month and a half that it&apos;s just as frustrating as having something just on the tip of your tongue and yet not really having it.So, I&apos;m working on updating everyone (cons</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>To My Valentine</title>
      <link>http://jamiesmith.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=to-my-valentine</link>
      <guid>http://jamiesmith.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=to-my-valentine</guid>
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	  How do I describe my mood?. . .&amp;nbsp; Let&amp;rsquo;s go with. . . calm but elated.

I spent the day at a Romanian grandmother&amp;rsquo;s house, learning to cook a traditional Romanian meal with Tiffany, check out her blog for a full photographed account&amp;nbsp;(Yes, Jaclyn, this is the Tiffany that was cooking different dishes on her blog before we left this summer). Yummy!!!



Grandma Ana is such a sweet woman. What an understatement!

We started out with prayer and Bible reading with 4 other </description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>So Close Yet So Different</title>
      <link>http://juliekolins.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=so-close-yet-so-different</link>
      <guid>http://juliekolins.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=so-close-yet-so-different</guid>
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	  We crossed the Guatemalan/El Salvadorian border on February 12, 2012. As soon as we drove inward into El Salvador, I felt my spirit lighter, and the air less heavy. It is hard to fully articulate the change, though.&amp;nbsp; We are living in Apastepeque, El Salvador (a small city atop a small mountain); the main city is San Vicente, which is at the bottom of the mountain. We drive down to San Vicente often to attend church services at Primer Templo Cristiano.

We are so blessed this month with ou</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>I.N.S.A.N.I.T.Y.</title>
      <link>http://emilyhix.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=insanity</link>
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It is Insanity to go to 11 Countries in 11 Months.
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It is Insanity to carry a 40lb pack on your ba</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Good gifts</title>
      <link>http://jillschulenberg.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=good-gifts</link>
      <guid>http://jillschulenberg.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=good-gifts</guid>
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	  Whatever is good and perfect comes down to us from God our Father James 1:17.
Are we thankful kids?
God has been challenging me to actually look for His hand, His answers to prayer, His intervention and presence and miracles, in my day-to-day life. I ask for things from Him a lot. We prayer-walk almost every day here, wandering through local communities, smiling at the people we pass and sometimes stopping for conversations, impromptu soccer games, or to pray healing and life over someone. Yet</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>No Mas Duele!</title>
      <link>http://sammiejomarks.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=no-mas-duele</link>
      <guid>http://sammiejomarks.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=no-mas-duele</guid>
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	Tall tropical trees lined a dirt road that lead to a simple house in a very calm and rural community. A small black pot was boiling on a warm fire under a tin roof. Dogs and chickens were scattered about the area looking for scraps of food to eat or a bit of shade to lie in. Five beautiful children were giggling timidly at the four gringos who had just walked into their home. And Alicia, mother to 3 of the children was sitting in a wooden chair sharing her life with us.&amp;nbsp;
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      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Excuse me while I puke</title>
      <link>http://jenniferlanges.theworldrace.org/index.asp?filename=excuse-me-while-i-puke</link>
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	  We are about a week and half into our month in El Salvador. The ministry here is at a way slower pace than last month. We have learned some skits and songs which we were able to use at a highschool today. We have also gone on a lot of prayer walks throughout different communities.

I&amp;rsquo;m so used to constantly being on the go. Back home I often worked 2 jobs and &amp;ldquo;days off&amp;rdquo; were usually filled with errands, cleaning&amp;hellip;ya know&amp;hellip;the normal &amp;ldquo;must be done&amp;rdquo; stuf</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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