<?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-7860499223569857574</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:14:07.144-06:00</updated><category term='My sled ~'/><category term='Moving to K.C.'/><title type='text'>~ ~ ~ The Mike and Kathy Chronicles ~ ~ ~</title><subtitle type='html'>Updates and Discoveries along the way ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-3592442705007379951</id><published>2009-10-10T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:03:50.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for ~ Kathy</title><summary type='text'>




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/3592442705007379951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-for-kathy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/3592442705007379951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/3592442705007379951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-for-kathy.html' title='This is for ~ Kathy'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2066580669668660746</id><published>2009-06-18T15:07:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:56:10.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Moments~</title><summary type='text'>What are the chances you will blow it at least once in your life? I understand they are pretty good. As a matter of fact, some of the greatest leaders document that if it were not for their failures they would have never accomplished defining moments of achievement.How often do we fail God, or maybe someone else, and think, "God help me change!" We might feverishly read the Bible and pray for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2066580669668660746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/06/defining-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2066580669668660746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2066580669668660746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/06/defining-moments.html' title='Defining Moments~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SjqfaNTnvBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hgLIJiewDO8/s72-c/2762458387_48576d339c_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-4489433662590247312</id><published>2009-05-02T08:27:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:42:12.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep on the Battlefield ~</title><summary type='text'> Last night I had the worst dream ever in my life. I awoke immediately to ask God to never let me have a dream like that ever again. I know God would never condone the actions of my dream.A curious thing to be spiritually attacked while sleeping. It was like an ambush by Satan. Everyone eventually sleeps. Unfortunately we don't always know where we will be. You might think, "I sleep in my bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/4489433662590247312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/4489433662590247312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/4489433662590247312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Asleep on the Battlefield ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SfxrlaPpyXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5RBbhcI6wrw/s72-c/Sleeping+Soldier+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2104181549039770230</id><published>2009-04-01T08:30:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:45:14.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Struck by lightning...and burned by fire ~</title><summary type='text'> It has been so long...but here it goes. It would seem that we have an enemy. Yes, his name is Satan. Oh,... have you lost interest already? You have heard it before, I know, but why do you and I keep forgetting? What starts off as a mantra gets replace with words like, "I am so tired!" It is a wonderful thing that our heavenly Father remembers that we are dust.This tree was struck by lightning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2104181549039770230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/04/struck-by-lightningand-burned-by-fire.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2104181549039770230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2104181549039770230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/04/struck-by-lightningand-burned-by-fire.html' title='Struck by lightning...and burned by fire ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SdNvpWhWXmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1Cg6kpItlrk/s72-c/IMG_0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-8422443529546592844</id><published>2009-01-15T09:41:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:40:33.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My sled ~'/><title type='text'>Take it easy ~</title><summary type='text'> "Take it easy," is probably the most famous phrase you will hear next to,"Take it easy, Bro ~" in the biker commmunity.I seem to always hear the Holy Spirit say this to me. Probably because God knows how I think. Now why would the Holy Spirit speak to me this way? It is because I am always to 'take it easy?' Of course not. But to worry and fret does no one any good.As a follower of Christ, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/8422443529546592844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-it-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8422443529546592844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8422443529546592844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-it-easy.html' title='Take it easy ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SW9bp30TepI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mndTcGZ0VJo/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-6226774931647814466</id><published>2008-12-03T08:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:34:54.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barrel :+:</title><summary type='text'> Who says God doesn't care about the little things. I remember in a movie I saw years ago a phrase, "I never did mind the little things." The idea was the the little things didn't bother the person. I am so thankful that our Lord does care about the little things. I had told Kathy that I really wanted a barrel for burning scrap wood and such. She laughed and said, "Where are you going to find the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/6226774931647814466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/12/barrel.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6226774931647814466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6226774931647814466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/12/barrel.html' title='The Barrel :+:'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/STadnjO4sgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZgDYCMb3jM8/s72-c/IMG_1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-6200238599572403883</id><published>2008-12-03T07:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:49:53.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family time ~</title><summary type='text'>We are back...and we brought some family and friends this time. Starting on the left is me (Mike), Kathy (in blue), Matthew (our nephew), Scott (our brother-in-law), Steven (in the middle and the boyfriend of Kelly), in the front next to me is Tivis (our lovely daughter, next to her is Kelly (our niece), and far right my sister Linda. It was the day after Thanksgiving and we actually all got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/6200238599572403883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6200238599572403883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6200238599572403883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-time.html' title='Family time ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/STaMvx-LupI/AAAAAAAAAN8/K5CGELMHXBE/s72-c/IMG_1322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2904868161422955758</id><published>2008-10-24T11:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:11:58.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing something?</title><summary type='text'>I kid you not, when Kathy picked up the adds for groceries this is what she got. It was an absolute riot. I thought I was going to die laughing. The expression on the guys face, on the adds, is fitting as well. Interestingly enough I began to think how most Christians feel there are missing parts in their life. What am I supposed to do? Why isn't "this" or "that" working out for me? I have said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2904868161422955758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2904868161422955758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2904868161422955758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-something.html' title='Missing something?'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SQH8Npj1pGI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MS080LqCP6s/s72-c/IMG_1195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2083054046491195055</id><published>2008-10-22T09:20:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:16:05.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our place ~</title><summary type='text'>Well...I imagine it is time to put some photos up of our dwelling place. We love what our Lord provides. Can anyone see Shasta in the driveway?The first two is our living room. Here is one of the Dining RoomHey, how about the hallway?Oh, wait...it gets better. The Office. We have a Guest Room too. We have a basement. Score! We have other rooms: Our bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, garage closet, car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2083054046491195055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-place.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2083054046491195055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2083054046491195055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-place.html' title='Our place ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SP8-pbD64NI/AAAAAAAAANE/1AAZTMIUDfM/s72-c/IMG_1147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-8379665258273544609</id><published>2008-10-08T12:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:45:23.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Years ~</title><summary type='text'> It has been twelve years for Kathy and I. I love her so and truly every year gets better. Kathy and I were married in Kansas City, Missouri; spent our honeymoon on the Oregon coast; and have share in many adventures. Marriage is a sacred bond before God. It is the same sacred bond that Jesus Christ has with saints. I long to see Him. Getting back to our aniversary &gt;&gt; Sunday we decided to go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/8379665258273544609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/twelve-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8379665258273544609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8379665258273544609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/10/twelve-years.html' title='Twelve Years ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SOz5VYGBVQI/AAAAAAAAALk/ulPTRVa8b0A/s72-c/IMG_1171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-7058069623970389986</id><published>2008-09-30T08:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:54:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you convinced they know Christ as Savior?</title><summary type='text'> Recently a professor commented that there is no way we can know whether anyone knows God in their heart unto salvation. "Only the Father knows those who belong to Him," he said. I thought, "Really?" Questions popped up immediately. At that comment I interrupted and asked him, "Are you telling me there is no way I can know that my wife knows the Lord?" Does not Scripture tells us to not be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/7058069623970389986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-convinced-they-know-christ-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/7058069623970389986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/7058069623970389986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-convinced-they-know-christ-as.html' title='Are you convinced they know Christ as Savior?'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SOI9fXJolLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rAOkChisZFM/s72-c/arms+cossed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-9075773071727598411</id><published>2008-09-29T08:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:33:12.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang on ~  This is kind of heavy ~~</title><summary type='text'> Faith and Repentance or Repentance and Faith or Faith or Repentance or…you get my point. Recently my readings have taken me to an old debate since the 2nd Century. “What are you writing about?” Well, since you asked I’ll tell you.Christ said by faith alone are we saved; no one wants to dispute that. But does repentance come first or faith? Did not John the Baptist say, “Repent for the Kingdom of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/9075773071727598411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/faith-and-repentance-or-repentance-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/9075773071727598411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/9075773071727598411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/faith-and-repentance-or-repentance-and.html' title='Hang on ~  This is kind of heavy ~~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SODY-Y5s09I/AAAAAAAAAKg/FjwOK2Flop8/s72-c/scratching+head+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-8591840627655578677</id><published>2008-09-26T09:37:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:56:03.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Anyone Trying to Destroy You? ~</title><summary type='text'> Father above...guide me in this post. As I read the Proverbs 26 this morning I was struck in my heart. Let me ask a question. Has anyone tried to damage your life? Recently, a year or so ago, God put someone in my life who sought their own personal gain. In the process of knowing this person I understood ulterior motives that those in authority did not see. "Like the glaze covering an earthen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/8591840627655578677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-anyone-trying-to-destroy-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8591840627655578677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8591840627655578677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-anyone-trying-to-destroy-you.html' title='Is Anyone Trying to Destroy You? ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SN0DEWQ6IzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/p3tQs4gJi3A/s72-c/CADEXDUOCAB0SA7BCA3LYPZDCAC1VQTKCAMB5558CAQ1VSFWCA1P6956CAQJQ3UPCA02P1GQCAMA2NNRCAUHWYX6CA8J2D9TCATI3Q47CAV2F67KCAYSVA3WCA4471LOCAOLYXGBCAULF1YMCAHDUPWT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-8853918232163828146</id><published>2008-09-24T08:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:01:59.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word became flesh ~</title><summary type='text'> I am certain of this...that every day God reveals to us so many things we could never have time to write about it all. It is just too much. Each year I try to set a goal of reading through the Scripture of God; it usually takes me three years.In the first chapter of John the author, inspired by God, tells us that:Joh 1:1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/8853918232163828146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-became-flesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8853918232163828146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8853918232163828146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-became-flesh.html' title='The Word became flesh ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SNpHwyAVM_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/3ja7uNfS0ho/s72-c/The+nail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-1451408707017255754</id><published>2008-09-22T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:28:57.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>War in heaven ~</title><summary type='text'>A thought occurred to me that two-third of heaven went to war for God, our heavenly Father. What I find interesting is that the battle continues to this day. What!? According to the Scriptures the battle will not stop until Satan is contained for a thousand years during the millenial reign on earth (if your theology believes that). Then he (Satan) will be released again for a short time. After </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/1451408707017255754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/war-in-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1451408707017255754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1451408707017255754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/war-in-heaven.html' title='War in heaven ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SNerEA6K_8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1ZpghtnKXsA/s72-c/imagesCAXNBXDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-731977589013820641</id><published>2008-09-21T22:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:56:33.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter ~</title><summary type='text'> Thank you ~ There is always a time when a new chapter in life is recognized.  Such is our circumstance today.  The neighborhood we live in is full of young couples with children.  Shasta, our white lab, has been our good will ambassador.  The days are thoughtful with plenty to do.  At times our Father in heaven knows when it is time to rest.  Kathy is very busy with her new occupation as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/731977589013820641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/731977589013820641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/731977589013820641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-chapter.html' title='A New Chapter ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SNcRevWup6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XG1iYXb3BKY/s72-c/IMG_1164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-1181288891058159238</id><published>2008-09-14T23:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:44:40.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose in charge?</title><summary type='text'>"I'm in charge."  "No, I'm in charge!"  I love this picture.  It was taken less than a month ago at the Womacks.  The person next to me is Linda Womack.  She is the brilliant wife of Everett Womack.  They are both close friends.  Linda and I were talking about our missed opportunity of discussing escatology (i.e. - future events yet to happen).  We both just happen to have our hands on our hips </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/1181288891058159238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/whose-in-charge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1181288891058159238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1181288891058159238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/09/whose-in-charge.html' title='Whose in charge?'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SM3gDXCRAhI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OVibV16F-h4/s72-c/IMG_1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-6547168517272859062</id><published>2008-08-28T21:01:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:00:33.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great friends...great ride~</title><summary type='text'>I went for a bike run with some friends a month or so ago. I'm front, second from the left with the black vest and maroon shirt. There are so many friends here.The "Tree of Shame" is a place where bikers place pieces of their wrecked bike. I'm not sure why a kids plastic trike is at the base of the tree.We're wasting time; let's ride!Chillin ~Chris is the man with the meal plan.Bear reflects on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/6547168517272859062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-friendsgreat-ride.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6547168517272859062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/6547168517272859062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-friendsgreat-ride.html' title='Great friends...great ride~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SLdZvcXPeBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pJq_Y_KJIfU/s72-c/63640007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2103611218559316923</id><published>2008-08-28T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:00:53.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally have internet~</title><summary type='text'>Where do I begin...let me count the ways.  On the other hand...there are too many things to count.  We are alive and well in Belton, Missouri.  There are many items to post.  I will attempt to daily post comments and pics.  Kathy and I love you all and we hope you find some of the post helpful for your journey.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2103611218559316923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-finally-have-internet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2103611218559316923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2103611218559316923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-finally-have-internet.html' title='We finally have internet~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-247494573330124607</id><published>2008-08-22T23:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:06:31.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It won't be long until I weekly blog</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/247494573330124607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-wont-be-long-until-i-weekly-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/247494573330124607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/247494573330124607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-wont-be-long-until-i-weekly-blog.html' title='It won&apos;t be long until I weekly blog'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SK-MuWOEmNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uVEUBV2SQcU/s72-c/Idaho+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-2085100284670179344</id><published>2008-07-07T14:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:32:37.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things ~</title><summary type='text'>It is interesting that all off these pictures were taken in a 24 hour period from Sunday to Monday. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/2085100284670179344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-things.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2085100284670179344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/2085100284670179344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-things.html' title='Funny Things ~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SHJw89PdwCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yhsEukwlTas/s72-c/IMG_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-5682421575828627150</id><published>2008-07-06T22:32:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:52:20.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A spiritual renewal</title><summary type='text'> Mike with storm clouds all around near Sheep Mountain. He left his favorite Zip-T (Mountain Hardware sweater) and went back to get it two days later with his friend Stephen Wood. Mike went on a spiritual journey as he hiked the mountains nearby. The views were spectacular. Mike put out an orange panel so Kathy could see him, three miles away, but...she didn't; Mike loves Kathy very much~ Kathy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/5682421575828627150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/spiritual-renewal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/5682421575828627150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/5682421575828627150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/spiritual-renewal.html' title='A spiritual renewal'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SHGQKmsktwI/AAAAAAAAADw/ybIf5JGJdZ8/s72-c/IMG_0329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-7111171842716183653</id><published>2008-07-04T16:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:54:06.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathy and Mike in central Idaho</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/7111171842716183653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/kathy-and-mike-in-central-idaho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/7111171842716183653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/7111171842716183653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/kathy-and-mike-in-central-idaho.html' title='Kathy and Mike in central Idaho'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SG6Tl57WRdI/AAAAAAAAADo/W6OpWGpHp-o/s72-c/IMG_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-1414455213111874727</id><published>2008-07-04T14:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:48:49.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving to K.C.'/><title type='text'>Kansas City bound~</title><summary type='text'>It appears our next step will for me to return to Calvary Theological Seminary. The plan is to finish by May with an advanced degree. I will be working part-time and Kathy may possibly work full-time for the MCC (Metropolitan Community Colleges) in Kansas City, Missouri.Pray for us. So many of our friends are here in Tennessee and we will miss them terribly. One the other hand, we have tons of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/1414455213111874727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/kansas-city-bound.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1414455213111874727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/1414455213111874727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/kansas-city-bound.html' title='Kansas City bound~'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860499223569857574.post-8883664617332536509</id><published>2008-07-01T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:29:45.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a blog!</title><summary type='text'>Guess what? We're moving somewhere special. More to come.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/feeds/8883664617332536509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-have-blog.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8883664617332536509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860499223569857574/posts/default/8883664617332536509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zmercers.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-have-blog.html' title='We have a blog!'/><author><name>Mike Mercer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393554446947254138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tsGgSpp3T5Y/SGrlKBc_Z6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WP8KQN-eL_o/S220/IMG_0207.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
