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	<title>Comments on: the object</title>
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	<description>through my eyes. between my ears.</description>
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		<title>By: Tweets that mention the object &#124; Lynse Leanne -- Topsy.com</title>
		<link>http://www.lynseleanne.com/blog/2010/07/14/the-object/comment-page-1/#comment-2691</link>
		<dc:creator>Tweets that mention the object &#124; Lynse Leanne -- Topsy.com</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 12:22:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] This post was mentioned on Twitter by Faye Bryant, Lynse Stevens. Lynse Stevens said: The Object. (a new blog post) http://bit.ly/bQ27As [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] This post was mentioned on Twitter by Faye Bryant, Lynse Stevens. Lynse Stevens said: The Object. (a new blog post) <a href="http://bit.ly/bQ27As" rel="nofollow">http://bit.ly/bQ27As</a> [...]</p>
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		<title>By: rfbryant</title>
		<link>http://www.lynseleanne.com/blog/2010/07/14/the-object/comment-page-1/#comment-2690</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 11:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, Lynse, I&#039;m so glad you posted this! I feel your pain. Even now, it&#039;s hard to not go back and listen to those voices that have told me the lies about who and what I am. Some days it&#039;s easier. You&#039;ll learn that. Some days you&#039;ll only hear God&#039;s voice whispering into your ear, &quot;You, Lynse, are my dearly loved daughter.&quot; You&#039;ll know that He clothes you in dignity and grace. Other days, you&#039;ll sound like the little girl at the end of &quot;Miracle on 34th Street&quot; (old version) where she&#039;s repeating over and over, &quot;I believe, I believe.&quot; just to get through the day.  
 
I haven&#039;t known you for long. I&#039;ve heard your story and I&#039;ve sat beside you chatting with you and hearing you talk with others. What I&#039;ve seen is a beautiful young woman with a heart for God and others. You have some walls up, but dang! Who wouldn&#039;t? I&#039;m just glad God&#039;s allowed our paths to cross, because you know... I admire you.  </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, Lynse, I&#039;m so glad you posted this! I feel your pain. Even now, it&#039;s hard to not go back and listen to those voices that have told me the lies about who and what I am. Some days it&#039;s easier. You&#039;ll learn that. Some days you&#039;ll only hear God&#039;s voice whispering into your ear, &quot;You, Lynse, are my dearly loved daughter.&quot; You&#039;ll know that He clothes you in dignity and grace. Other days, you&#039;ll sound like the little girl at the end of &quot;Miracle on 34th Street&quot; (old version) where she&#039;s repeating over and over, &quot;I believe, I believe.&quot; just to get through the day.  </p>
<p>I haven&#039;t known you for long. I&#039;ve heard your story and I&#039;ve sat beside you chatting with you and hearing you talk with others. What I&#039;ve seen is a beautiful young woman with a heart for God and others. You have some walls up, but dang! Who wouldn&#039;t? I&#039;m just glad God&#039;s allowed our paths to cross, because you know&#8230; I admire you.</p>
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		<title>By: Lynse_Leanne</title>
		<link>http://www.lynseleanne.com/blog/2010/07/14/the-object/comment-page-1/#comment-2689</link>
		<dc:creator>Lynse_Leanne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 06:53:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks.  I debated a long time before posting...  </description>
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		<title>By: Nicole Wick</title>
		<link>http://www.lynseleanne.com/blog/2010/07/14/the-object/comment-page-1/#comment-2688</link>
		<dc:creator>Nicole Wick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 06:42:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have felt like an object before but thankfully I haven;t felt that way in a long, long time. I loved this post. And i love your heart :) </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have felt like an object before but thankfully I haven;t felt that way in a long, long time. I loved this post. And i love your heart :)</p>
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