<?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-31912444</id><updated>2011-12-15T03:43:07.752+01:00</updated><category term='lonesomeness'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='sutteflaske'/><category term='Changing'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='habits'/><category term='Refleksjon'/><category term='character'/><category term='london'/><category term='health'/><category term='time'/><title type='text'>Changing everything - Giving God the glory!</title><subtitle type='html'>Change happens when you let God in control. Everything else is a mere illusion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-1144695999266003171</id><published>2009-05-19T23:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:52:08.512+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonesomeness'/><title type='text'>In London</title><content type='html'>London is a really big town, with ralot of people. Actually about 15 million when talking about great London. But even thow this city is that big, it can give you the sense of lonesomeness. the feeling that you are alone in the crowds. That you are alone... All alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-1144695999266003171?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/1144695999266003171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=1144695999266003171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1144695999266003171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1144695999266003171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-london.html' title='In London'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-3739959231660042556</id><published>2009-04-02T21:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:35:08.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>an eye opener...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZz6ICzpjI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZz6ICzpjI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your life isn't as hard as you think it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-3739959231660042556?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/3739959231660042556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=3739959231660042556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3739959231660042556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3739959231660042556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/04/eye-opener.html' title='an eye opener...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-2871795044472080153</id><published>2009-03-29T19:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:38:42.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choices You Make</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/Sc-yGGLOG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/gY5bJ_b9fYs/s1600-h/n548725430_5571797_3321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/Sc-yGGLOG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/gY5bJ_b9fYs/s200/n548725430_5571797_3321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318665502754479042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your everyday life is full of choices. What clothing to wear. Which people to talk to. What food to eat. Some choices are up to you, and some are not. I for example living at a bible college can not decide what to eat for dinner (if I don't want to make something myself), but I do decide if I want to take on a black or a green sweater. In life there are small and big choices, and you need to understand that you are responcible for the choices you make. I've choosen to take my piercings out. There is a longer explanation behind that, but it was up to me. It was also my choice to say yes to my wife Christina when we got married. It was my choice to say yes to God. It is my choice to choose friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I want to say through this? I want to say that you are responcible for your choices, and are sooner or later going to be held accountable towards them. Take the good choices in life. Choose to listen to God, your closest friends and family. Don't let the majority choose for you, or some unknown wow factor. You are accountable for your choices. So choose wisely, and choose with an upon heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a choice before you now&lt;br /&gt;You can stand, or you can bow&lt;br /&gt;When your world comes crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Take your choice in faith and bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Choice - Easy Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-2871795044472080153?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/2871795044472080153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=2871795044472080153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2871795044472080153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2871795044472080153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/03/choices-you-make.html' title='The Choices You Make'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/Sc-yGGLOG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/gY5bJ_b9fYs/s72-c/n548725430_5571797_3321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7807380979820290787</id><published>2009-02-27T14:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:44:02.400+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>Character is a weird thing. Or it is actually a good thing, and a hard thing to get. At least it's hard to get a good and solid one. Character I would define (out from someone else's definition) as the stuff you do when no-one sees you, when you're alone. When no ones checking, what do you do? I'm building a character because a character is what you need to stay in the game for the long run. I'll keep on running, fighting, reaching new goals until the day that I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7807380979820290787?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7807380979820290787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7807380979820290787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7807380979820290787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7807380979820290787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6680079699207615643</id><published>2009-02-15T23:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:00:24.603+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Winterholiday - valentine</title><content type='html'>Here is a short video of me and my wife in Norway on Valentines day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKtV43SYh5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKtV43SYh5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6680079699207615643?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6680079699207615643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6680079699207615643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6680079699207615643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6680079699207615643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/winterholiday-valentine.html' title='Winterholiday - valentine'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-9025600999146628943</id><published>2009-02-15T23:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:40:40.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in the now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SZiZ0kXpJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/hecAB2GdDBM/s1600-h/IMGP6217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SZiZ0kXpJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/hecAB2GdDBM/s200/IMGP6217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303157689623848562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in our lives, we have a tendency to live in the past or in the future. We say that thinks where so much better back then, or things will be so much better when... Instead of looking back, and looking forward, we need to live in the now... By that I mean to look at where you are, and live your life to the fullest right there. That is really living life to the fullest... That will bring the future you want to you, and the past will not be something to long for, but something to rejoice over. This is what our God is living in. In the now. He was, is, and is to come. But first of all He is NOW...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-9025600999146628943?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/9025600999146628943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=9025600999146628943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/9025600999146628943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/9025600999146628943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-in-now.html' title='Living in the now'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SZiZ0kXpJnI/AAAAAAAAACc/hecAB2GdDBM/s72-c/IMGP6217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-3198889760112616229</id><published>2009-02-10T21:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:27:37.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to talk about the elephants</title><content type='html'>Well, I think it's time again to talk about the elephants talk about the hard stuff in our culture. Well, that's what the new Easy Living lyric are about. They're about things that people don't want to talk about, and especially in church. We're talking about mens view on women, porn and the stuff around it. Let's talk about it, and open up. If not on of our societies most important pillars - the family is in serious trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-3198889760112616229?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/3198889760112616229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=3198889760112616229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3198889760112616229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3198889760112616229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-talk-about-elephants.html' title='Time to talk about the elephants'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-8240839681092983266</id><published>2009-02-04T00:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:16:03.932+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><title type='text'>Getting back, or moving forward?</title><content type='html'>Today was my last sick day (I hope) in a long time. Then it is back to all the habits for real. Is this going back or is it moving forward? First thinking of it, I wanted to call it going back, or getting back. But now I wanna call it to look forward. We do move in all times of our lives, and if you're not moving forward, you're moving backwards. I think thats a great principles to live in. To always try to move forward. In all aspect of your life. To stand still is the same as falling back. So always move somewhere. I will at least try to do that, and live by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SYjPpdw8JHI/AAAAAAAAACU/TBSyi6GN87Y/s1600-h/IMGP6061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SYjPpdw8JHI/AAAAAAAAACU/TBSyi6GN87Y/s320/IMGP6061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298713272872871026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is of me and My Wife Christina on a leader conference in OKS, Lillestrøm, Norway. She's with me through it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-8240839681092983266?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/8240839681092983266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=8240839681092983266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/8240839681092983266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/8240839681092983266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-back-or-moving-forward.html' title='Getting back, or moving forward?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SYjPpdw8JHI/AAAAAAAAACU/TBSyi6GN87Y/s72-c/IMGP6061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-3289727506170522936</id><published>2009-02-03T02:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:03:53.443+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><title type='text'>Sickness, habits and stuff</title><content type='html'>Long time since I wrote last time. Yeah, I know that there's probably no-one who really reads this, but I have learned to live with pretending. No one reads a static blog like this. Or like my former teacher David Jakobsen would say: It's not a blog unless it is updated at least once a mont... I think that's about what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been sick, and going from well to sick, to well again is a process in itself. That goes for both physical and mental health. But anyway I have learned that habits is the stuff that keeps you in, or even gets you back in "the game". Well, for me it is both spiritual and "mortal" habits. My Mortal habit would be exercise, and my spiritual habits would be prayer and reading the bible. Well, there's a lot more habits in my life but I guess these are the main ones. I think habits get you back on track, and keep you healthy in mind, body and soul. They are there to keep me on track, and keep me focused on the really important things in life. Can sickness be healed through habits? No, I don't think so, but it gets you safe in and out again when sickness does come into your life. It's time to sleep now. That sjould be one of my habits to sleep early, but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-3289727506170522936?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/3289727506170522936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=3289727506170522936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3289727506170522936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3289727506170522936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2009/02/sickness-habits-and-stuff.html' title='Sickness, habits and stuff'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-1325291040202171508</id><published>2008-09-23T11:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:59:10.251+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Give God The Glory</title><content type='html'>Hi there again!&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time it actually haven't taken me more than 11 days to write a new post. Ha Ha...&lt;br /&gt;It's over the once a week I've set as goal, but it's better then once every half year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just delivered my second Harvest assignment tis school year and it is a quite odd feeling. It does not feel like I've done it good enough, but in the same time it's done. That it is done is a miracle of it self. I have a large concentration issue, but with Gods help (and my wife) I've come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would might say that if you just push yourself hard enough you can do anything by yourself, but I don't think so. I honestly and sincerely think that I could not have gone through this without God. He is my power and my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over to something else. I've been thinking of starting up an Apologetics blog, but then in Norwegian. And I think I will use the Norwegian newspaper VG to publish it on their blog-site. So I hope to get started on that really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-1325291040202171508?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/1325291040202171508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=1325291040202171508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1325291040202171508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1325291040202171508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/09/give-god-glory.html' title='Give God The Glory'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7066029265604226173</id><published>2008-09-12T13:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:26:00.617+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress and stuff like that...</title><content type='html'>First of all, I'm sorry about the waiting of all you out there (at least 2 persons), but now I'm writing again. I really want to prioritize this blog, but can't always find time, well the whole summer without a single post is maybe past prioritizing and some may rightfully call me lazy. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is quite stressful at the time. I have to assignments hanging over my shoulders for my Harvest Bachelor. But I will overcome... I hope... This is really making me feel bad both mentally and physically. After the next week I better structure my life in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started a new job at Efterskolen Frydensberg (www.frydensberg.dk). I actually love this job. The job involves working with a bunch of teenagers both christians and non-christians. This gives a lot of opertunities to just be me and share what I've expereinced with God. I'll try to write something more from Frydensberg later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer I've been working in the doorfactory I've always worked in, in the summertime called Nordic. I did try another job in Lyngdal before that, but it wasn't really what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last weeks I've started writing some songs alone, and it's really not that bad... haha... Well, I still need to get them through my band but I'm getting energy by writing stuff with my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no follows a week with apologetix and assignments. Please pray for me during the time until next sunday 21. of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on I'll try the best I can to at least blog once a week. And if your still reading - thanks for listening to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving it all for the one who gave it all.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7066029265604226173?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7066029265604226173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7066029265604226173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7066029265604226173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7066029265604226173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/09/stress-and-stuff-like-that.html' title='Stress and stuff like that...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6202616066348800514</id><published>2008-05-31T19:04:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:21:11.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly everything changes</title><content type='html'>Some times in life we have fast shifts. Shifts that we did no plan, did not think of, or even stuff we didn't have anything to do with. How we handle thees shifts shows how we handle life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time back I got a smack in the face. Well, not a real smack, but a verbal smack. It really pushed me down low. Because of all my stress I couldn't get any lower than this. Well, how did I get out of this? I think it's a thinking thing. I always know that even tho it feels like everything is crashing apart, I will be alright. I have a wonderful wife, a wonderful family, good friends. and a living God who takes care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days many don't have a wife, don't have a wonderful family, don't have any good friends and don't believe in a living God. Well, the only thing I can say is that I know a real God, who gives us a wonderful family here on earth. Thats my facts, what are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6202616066348800514?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6202616066348800514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6202616066348800514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6202616066348800514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6202616066348800514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/05/suddenly-everything-changes.html' title='Suddenly everything changes'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-1713060372658445381</id><published>2008-05-16T10:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:29:59.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The last drop of my dreams</title><content type='html'>What do you do when your last drop of dreams is poured out in front of you. When there is a hope in your horizon, and it is poured out with your dreams. Then the bottom is further down than you think. When you think you've reached the bottom, and then somebody closes down your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there isn't even an opertunity to dream, then your at the absolute bottom. I'm now there. I just saw a man pour out the last drop of dreams from the bottle that once was full. But now is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty. The bottom is reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-1713060372658445381?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/1713060372658445381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=1713060372658445381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1713060372658445381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1713060372658445381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-drop-of-my-dreams.html' title='The last drop of my dreams'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7627987054403158043</id><published>2008-05-03T22:56:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:12:52.775+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When the world is swirling</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the world is swirling around me. All the stuff I need to do, should have done, and need to start thinking about. They're all swirling in my head. I now try to cut them down like a big forest in front of me. But as I cut down the trees in front of me, the forest gets bigger. Will i ever cut down all the trees, or do I have to get used to being in the shadow of all these responsibilities and tasks? Can I be able to still see the beauty of the sun shining through them, see how cutting them down makes me stronger, and see the way they hide me from the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sabima.no/biomangfoldverdi/foto/skog%28fotojens.com%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sabima.no/biomangfoldverdi/foto/skog%28fotojens.com%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;foto: www.sabima.no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7627987054403158043?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7627987054403158043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7627987054403158043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7627987054403158043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7627987054403158043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-world-is-swirling.html' title='When the world is swirling'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7717925705776284036</id><published>2008-04-27T17:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:08:53.942+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New haircut - new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SBSWfnHPa7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/foZmEedSY5k/s1600-h/DSC_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SBSWfnHPa7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/foZmEedSY5k/s320/DSC_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193941740084489138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 26th of april I got a haircut...&lt;br /&gt;Since that I've got a lot comments about looking older and more mature. I don't really know if that is the look I'm "looking" for! Is this what I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the same, and so is God. He sees me as the same at all times. He is faithfull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7717925705776284036?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717925705776284036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7717925705776284036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7717925705776284036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7717925705776284036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-haircut-new-life.html' title='New haircut - new life'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/SBSWfnHPa7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/foZmEedSY5k/s72-c/DSC_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-1333540917775314520</id><published>2008-04-22T11:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:07:48.515+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sutteflaske'/><title type='text'>Viliam gets his own sutteflaske</title><content type='html'>Here Viliam gets his own sutteflaske...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkd2VclJuJY"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkd2VclJuJY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-1333540917775314520?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/1333540917775314520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=1333540917775314520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1333540917775314520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/1333540917775314520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/04/viliam-gets-his-own-sutteflaske.html' title='Viliam gets his own sutteflaske'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-4465062019250234230</id><published>2008-03-30T13:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T13:25:41.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>This world lacks of real love. It looks for love in sex, friendships, girfriends/boyfriends, attention etc. I would argue that our church is also looking for that love. Well, we'll never be perfect. But we're only seeing glimpses of that love the bible tells about. The world needs a radical loving church. This is what we see to little of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with me. I'll start encouraging, loving all people, accepting people, forgiving people, asking people for forgiveness. I can't so everything at once, but I'm tired about talking about love. I'm ready to love. As "dc talk" said "love is a verb".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has sent revival, and it starts with us doing something about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm ending with 1. Corinthians 13:3-7, here from "The Message":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-MSG-12231" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don't love, I've gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I'm bankrupt without love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Love never gives up.&lt;br /&gt;   Love cares more for others than for self.&lt;br /&gt;   Love doesn't want what it doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;   Love doesn't strut,&lt;br /&gt;   Doesn't have a swelled head,&lt;br /&gt;   Doesn't force itself on others,&lt;br /&gt;   Isn't always "me first,"&lt;br /&gt;   Doesn't fly off the handle,&lt;br /&gt;   Doesn't keep score of the sins of others,&lt;br /&gt;   Doesn't revel when others grovel,&lt;br /&gt;   Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,&lt;br /&gt;   Puts up with anything,&lt;br /&gt;   Trusts God always,&lt;br /&gt;   Always looks for the best,&lt;br /&gt;   Never looks back,&lt;br /&gt;   But keeps going to the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-4465062019250234230?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/4465062019250234230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=4465062019250234230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4465062019250234230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4465062019250234230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-2320195389148955684</id><published>2008-03-27T15:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:24:43.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving onboard Super Speed 1</title><content type='html'>Hi again!&lt;br /&gt;Here's me and my friends Thomas and Dag driving on board Color Line's new boat Super Speed 1. Sorry about this clip once again being in Norwegian. but it's kind of what I speak best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ6zFv9wvlE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZ6zFv9wvlE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-2320195389148955684?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/2320195389148955684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=2320195389148955684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2320195389148955684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2320195389148955684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/03/driving-onboard-super-speed-1.html' title='Driving onboard Super Speed 1'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7407501433521900095</id><published>2008-03-03T11:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:31:32.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Norwegian evening</title><content type='html'>A short interview with Gamado from the Norwegian evening on Mariager Højskole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ew9gOa9WHsk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ew9gOa9WHsk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7407501433521900095?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7407501433521900095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7407501433521900095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7407501433521900095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7407501433521900095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/03/norwegian-evening.html' title='Norwegian evening'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-9011861228139931708</id><published>2008-02-14T00:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:57:35.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Living on Mandal VGS</title><content type='html'>Here's a short video from my band "Easy Living", and our concert in Mandal VGS the 11th of February. The shot is captured after the event itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sn0tBL5gjrw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sn0tBL5gjrw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving it all, for the one who gave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-9011861228139931708?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/9011861228139931708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=9011861228139931708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/9011861228139931708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/9011861228139931708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/easy-living-on-mandal-vgs.html' title='Easy Living on Mandal VGS'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6128400069887028525</id><published>2008-02-10T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T23:33:37.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Kåre</title><content type='html'>I met my good friend Jan Kåre Oftedal here in the weekend, and here's a greeting to Mariager Højskole from the big man, with the big heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KxN3H1LVao&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KxN3H1LVao&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6128400069887028525?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6128400069887028525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6128400069887028525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6128400069887028525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6128400069887028525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/greetings-from-kre.html' title='Greetings from Kåre'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-2221554395990336240</id><published>2008-02-06T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:59:20.179+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest teacher - Paul Sanderson</title><content type='html'>This is a greeting from our guest teacher this week in Social work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k4u-mDaDIq0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k4u-mDaDIq0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-2221554395990336240?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/2221554395990336240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=2221554395990336240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2221554395990336240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2221554395990336240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/guest-teacher-paul-sanderson.html' title='Guest teacher - Paul Sanderson'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7870684540329293796</id><published>2008-02-05T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:54:13.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For God so loved the WORLD</title><content type='html'>I've been in teaching about social work with a man called Paul Sanderson these last days.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten some new thoughts from him, but also thoughts that confirmed what I allready belived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a church we often think so much about our selves. That we want to have this little nice club where God loves us. I think we need to go beyond that. Even go beyond telling people about Jesus too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to live the life like Jesus would. We need to for fill the needs that our city has. There's people with all kinds of problems all around us, and we need to be a part of helping them. We need churches that lives for the society around them, and not for them selves. God never commanded anyone to go into all the church. He commanded us to go into all the world... And start by reaching out to the needs in our nearest environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7870684540329293796?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7870684540329293796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7870684540329293796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7870684540329293796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7870684540329293796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-god-so-loved-world.html' title='For God so loved the WORLD'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6496745290966337492</id><published>2008-02-04T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T12:01:26.051+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's getting a haircut...</title><content type='html'>The exciting thing happened yesterday. Kim got a haircut and Thomas Knutsen was watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uvKY_f6wCZM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uvKY_f6wCZM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6496745290966337492?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6496745290966337492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6496745290966337492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6496745290966337492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6496745290966337492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/kims-getting-haircut.html' title='Kim&apos;s getting a haircut...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-657162148163645104</id><published>2008-02-02T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:45:53.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>Well, last night we had visitors in our room, and among them my good friend Thomas Knutsen. We decided to dare him to something, and then our freshwater turtle food came in handy. So for 60 DKK he ate a daily meal for a freshwater turtle... That meal consists of freshwater-fleas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04133962577216532 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/FppSMWTOZVg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FppSMWTOZVg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FppSMWTOZVg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fun to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-657162148163645104?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/657162148163645104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=657162148163645104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/657162148163645104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/657162148163645104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/02/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-3213639255248243427</id><published>2008-01-31T11:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:34:43.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R6Gjg7d4omI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_AS3yJGWykg/s1600-h/IMAGE_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R6Gjg7d4omI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_AS3yJGWykg/s320/IMAGE_100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161586434057478754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we can't allways be 100% serious. So here's a litle report on the opening of the renovated toilet on Mariager Højskole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful moment, and a moment Kent Jakobsen said wouldn't probably come again for another 25 years.&lt;br /&gt;The school celebrated with hot dogs and juice. It was a remarcable moment in both my life and the schools history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later, with something more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-3213639255248243427?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/3213639255248243427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=3213639255248243427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3213639255248243427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3213639255248243427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-fun.html' title='A little fun'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R6Gjg7d4omI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_AS3yJGWykg/s72-c/IMAGE_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6448507983109466294</id><published>2008-01-14T18:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T19:15:04.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for the love thats real</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;The year is well strated, and I gotta say, it kind of hit me in the head. Right before Christmas I was sick and throwing up, then 1. day of Christmas I got a cold, and today is actually one of the first day it doesn't affect my voice or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk about love in our surroundings, or really lack of love. I've experienced in many ways through friends and family people who really makes a mess out of theire life, and I really think the problem is a lack of love. The mess I'm talking about is cutting them selves, driking at an VERY early age and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things is common for both boys and girls, but I think women is on the top of the statistics. And why is that. I think our television, magazines and society in general is way to much focused on the outside. Well, you say this is old news. Well, if it is. Why don't anyone do something. It's time to fight for the love thats real. It's time to stand up against the pressures around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to not accept that our tv's are filled up with oversized crap. We need wisdom to turn off the telly once in a while, and learn our children that what you see is not whats right. We need to talk with our friends about these problems and set Gods love on the agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son. So that we should not perish. (Freely interperted). He loves us. He loves everyone, so lets let the world know this. That they are love. Let's love them like He has loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6448507983109466294?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6448507983109466294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6448507983109466294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6448507983109466294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6448507983109466294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/01/fight-for-love-thats-real.html' title='Fight for the love thats real'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6011188328691963565</id><published>2008-01-01T15:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:18:44.405+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Everyday is a "new year"!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone... I hope you've had a good celebration.&lt;br /&gt;My celebration was in my home church Filadelfia Lyngdal together with my wife and the rest of the youth in the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My message today is that for all Christians  there is a "New Year" every day...&lt;br /&gt;A New Year celebration means putting all things from the old year behind us, and looking into a new year of possibilities. The old year with it's ups and downs is behind us and forgotten. We have blank sheets with new possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the everyday life of a Christian. Because of Jesus death and resurrection we can everyday put all bad things behind us, be reconciled with God in Christ, and live our life unaffected by our sin and mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;That is a good reason to celebrate! So stop looking so solemn i your face and have a party. Live the life God has created for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Giving it all, for the one who gave it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6011188328691963565?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6011188328691963565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6011188328691963565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6011188328691963565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6011188328691963565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2008/01/everyday-is-new-year.html' title='Everyday is a &quot;new year&quot;!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-6628075953438239056</id><published>2007-12-28T11:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:50:53.681+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change is made</title><content type='html'>A change is made... Well, until now only a few has reacted, and I'm still the same. Well, maybe more humble than before, but I really don't know. My piercings are gone, and so are my skulls. This will be until the summer at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R3TUhQ6PlOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EHMFcnXLA0s/s1600-h/IMAGE_090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R3TUhQ6PlOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EHMFcnXLA0s/s320/IMAGE_090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148973941931349218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;To discover... Was that old image really me, or did I become the image I wanted to make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing everything, giving God the glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry to everyone I said that I would never cut my hair in 3 years. Because now I have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-6628075953438239056?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/6628075953438239056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=6628075953438239056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6628075953438239056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/6628075953438239056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/12/change-is-made.html' title='A Change is made'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R3TUhQ6PlOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/EHMFcnXLA0s/s72-c/IMAGE_090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-166860563515060259</id><published>2007-12-17T09:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:01:12.540+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changing'/><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>I'm scared and excited, I'm shivering and jumping inside, a change is comming up from the inside. Whats happing you ask... Wait, see, and be amazed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas from the changed me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-166860563515060259?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/166860563515060259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=166860563515060259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/166860563515060259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/166860563515060259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/12/changing_17.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-3831741016649148384</id><published>2007-12-11T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:48:05.132+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time is a valuable thing. It's something that we all have, and that we all use as we want. What you use your time on should be what you want to do? Is it allways like that? Or do we just let time run from us, and we try to catch up? I'm trying to really see how much time I have been given, and it is shockingly much... Actually 24 hours a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you have? Do you have time for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-3831741016649148384?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/3831741016649148384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=3831741016649148384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3831741016649148384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/3831741016649148384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-7875757871612285547</id><published>2007-12-06T13:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T14:14:39.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R1f1ZIyebQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UnmoFvXNoWQ/s1600-h/Vinter%28146%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R1f1ZIyebQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UnmoFvXNoWQ/s320/Vinter%28146%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140847311871438082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if things as you see it, is not like they seem? What if things are different than how you believe they are? What if you believe you are something you're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can look at yourself and just say, am I just a product of my surroundings? Am I what I think I am? Or am I only myself? Sometimes we are more affected be the image we have of our self, than who we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you the one you create yourself to be, or are you just yourself? And is there a difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna look at that in the nearest future, so just follow up on this blog and watch yourself change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-7875757871612285547?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/7875757871612285547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=7875757871612285547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7875757871612285547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/7875757871612285547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/12/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R1f1ZIyebQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UnmoFvXNoWQ/s72-c/Vinter%28146%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-8640364346166051917</id><published>2007-12-05T11:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:41:39.294+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Through!</title><content type='html'>For everyone! This blogg is from now on in english....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to talk about breaking through. That nothing really comes easy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't think I'm the right person to talk about this, but I'm gonna throw out some thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who gets somewhere in their life works for it, at least if they get somewhere and stay there the rest of their life. Thats how it is for all musicians. They have to practice their instruments every day. They need to play together with someone to get tight. A writer has to write. He has to work on his writings, go through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who gets somewhere works for it. That teaches me to not complain about things that I'm not working for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-8640364346166051917?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/8640364346166051917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=8640364346166051917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/8640364346166051917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/8640364346166051917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/12/break-through.html' title='Break Through!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-4336436423663729052</id><published>2007-10-18T12:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:42:03.274+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Muligens på tide og gjøre noe?</title><content type='html'>Vell...&lt;br /&gt;I en verden som begynner sakte men sikkert og gå under. Vell, kanskje ikke så sakte...&lt;br /&gt;Den er i alle fall på vei inn i selvdestrueringsmodus virker det som. Her lever jeg.&lt;br /&gt;Vell, nå syns du sikkert jeg har et litt negativt verdensbilde... Vell, mulig det, men jeg tror personlig at denne verdens bortgang ville bli det beste som skjer. Bibelen snakker om en ny himmel og en ny jord. Det blir andre saker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett er jeg lei av å hele tiden trø forsiktig og prate mellom linjene... Så i en verden som denne:&lt;br /&gt;- Der man bruker sex som selvtilfredstillelse og eneste form for "kjærlighet"&lt;br /&gt;- Der Alkohol og Narkotika er måten man glemmer ting på&lt;br /&gt;- Der kjærligheten mellom to mennesker ikke behøver vare livet ut, for vi kan jo alle bli lei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det er så mange flere ting og nevne. Men det er på tide at kristne tørr og begynne å prate om hva som faktisk skjer. Ikke fordømme de som gjør det, men elske dem...&lt;br /&gt;Jesus sa godt i fra til de han traff om å "gå bort og synd ikke mer". Men han gav dem først og fremst kjærlighet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi trenger den brannen for mennesker. Brannen for å gjøre noe i menneskers liv. Ikke stå og se på at familier smuldrer opp, alkohol og narkotika tar overhånd, &amp;amp; at sex blir selvtilfredstillelse som man bare gjør for sin egen skyld med hvem man vil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi har et så radikalt og bra budskap. Vi har fått en så stor kjærlighet. Vi er ikke her på denne jorden for å få til et godt liv for oss selv. Vi er her på denne jorden for å være tjenere... "&lt;span class="font4"&gt;Den som vil bli stor blant dere, skal være deres tjener&lt;/span&gt;" (Markus 10:43b). Det er virkelig en ting jeg må minne meg selv om i en tid som denne... Det handler ikke om alle tingene du kan få. Det handler om alle skjeler som kan vinnes. Ikke for å kunne skryte av det, men for å se mennesker bli forvandlet med Guds kjærlighet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi trenger Guds brann i oss. Være der for andre. Leve "for mer enn meg selv". Den Hellige Ånd vil tenne opp denne brannen. Vi gir en liten gnist når vi sier vi vil gå, og Den Hellige Ånd tenner på resten av "huset".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;På tide og gjøre noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing it all, for the one who gave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Låtveit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-4336436423663729052?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/4336436423663729052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=4336436423663729052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4336436423663729052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4336436423663729052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/10/muligens-p-tide-og-gjre-noe.html' title='Muligens på tide og gjøre noe?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-174323261967716051</id><published>2007-09-09T14:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:29:42.347+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Refleksjon'/><title type='text'>Hva er det alt handler om?</title><content type='html'>Har du noen gang spurt deg selv spørsmålet:&lt;br /&gt;Hva er det egentlig alt handler om?&lt;br /&gt;Jeg mener, hva er det livet, evt menighetslivet,  bibelskleåret, skoleåret, jobben, hobbyen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hva handler alt om. Hvorfor gjør vi som vi gjør?&lt;br /&gt;Jeg kan ikke svare for andre enn meg selv, men tror mange kan kjenne deg igjen. Jeg gikk på bibelskole 06-07, som jeg gjør nå 07-08. Hvorfor? Skjedde det noe med meg liksom? For meg handlet det om å få ro på et hodet som gikk i ring (og som enda gjør det til en hvis grad). Hva vil jeg i livet, hva vil Gud med meg. Det var mine store spørsmål, og går det an og sammkjøre dem? Vi ber: Fader vår, Du som er i Himmelen. La Ditt navn holdes Hellig. La ditt rike komme. La DIN vilje skje på jorden som i himmelen. Vell, jeg ber i hvertfall den bønnen innimellom (skam på meg som er pinsevenn og ber ferdigskrevne bønner ;-). Vi ber om Guds vilje, men velger de fleste ganger vår egen. Jeg gikk på bibelskole for å bli mer kjent med min Gud. Det er det alt bør handle om. Etterhvert gikk livet så fort her nede. Man kom inn i vaner, karriære med oppgaver som skal skrives til en bachelor grad. Jeg mistet litt fokuset, mistet hva som var viktig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hva er det vikitgste for deg akkurat nå? Venner? Familie? Hobby? eller bli kjent med Gud? Jeg har lært en ting på begynnelsen av denne høsten. Søker man Gud, er han og finne. Han gjemmer seg ikke. Han vil du skal finne ham. Han vil du skal prøve å bli kjent med han. Ikke kjenne han etter hva andre sier, men kjenne han selv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det er det alt handler om for meg. Kjenne Gud. øøøøøøø, så teit kan du tenke. Eller så enkelt kan det ikke være... Jo, så enkelt tror jeg alt er. Jesus sier Han er veien, sannheten og livet(Joh 14:6). Ved han har vi livet. Som Johannes 17:3 sier: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="font4"&gt;Og dette er det evige liv, at de kjenner deg, den eneste sanne Gud, og ham du har sendt, Jesus Kristus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="font4"&gt; Å kjenne Han er det alt handler om. Da faller alt annet på plass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-174323261967716051?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/174323261967716051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=174323261967716051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/174323261967716051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/174323261967716051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/09/hva-er-det-alt-handler-om.html' title='Hva er det alt handler om?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-625068172048764859</id><published>2007-07-30T00:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:10:21.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elske Gud å sånn...</title><content type='html'>Nå er jeg herlig gift... Det har i hvertfall skjedd siden sist jeg skrev...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, nå skal jeg drøfte litt teologisk, bare for å få det ut liksom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Å være kristen betyr at vi skal elske Gud. Hmmm, elske Gud av hele vår skjel, hele vårt sinn og hele vårt hjerte. Det står det i bibelen. Men hva vil dette si i praksis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For meg vil det si og ha en Gud å prate med, ikke bare når du har det dritt, men en som faktisk mer enn noe annet vil ha fellesskap med deg og meg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, dypt, eller egentlig ikke... Er det egentlig så lett, jeg leter litt fort etter en følelse, følelsen av at jeg elsker Gud av hele mitt hjerte, sinn og skjel.  Men er det snakk om en følelese eller et valg, på en annen måte står det:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Hvis du bekjenner med din munn at Jesus er Herre, og tror i ditt hjerte at Gud har oppreist ham fra de døde, skal bli frelst. &lt;/span&gt;Rom 10:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er dette forskjellig? Eller er det, det samme? Å bekjenne at Jesus er Herre, å si ut en bekjennelse på noe som vil skje. At han er og blir sjefen i ditt liv. Men hvis du elsker Gud, blir ikke han sjefen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altså, jeg elsker min Christina, men gjør det at hun blir sjefen? Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det jeg gjør er valget. Valget å elske min kone til døden skiller oss ad. Jeg har valgt det, det går forbi mine følelser og tanker. Det er et valg, følelsene er der nå i aller høyeste grad, men det løfte er når de følelsene skulle forsvinne. De dårlige dagene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det samme er det vell med å elske Gud, du velger og gjøre Han til Herre "I gode og onde dager, til døden skiller", men det gjør den ikke... (Det med døden kommer jeg tilbake til en annen gang). Uansett handler det om å elske Gud, sette hans sønn Jesus først. For jeg lever ikke lenger selv. Jeg slipper å leve, men kan jeg klare å slutte å leve mitt eget liv. Legge bort mitt alter ego, mine behov og mine ideer. For Han, for det Han vil gi? Her stopper mine tanker i dag. Men jeg innser at det er en prosess som begynner med en forelskelse og et valg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valget er ditt, bli kjent med Gud eller ikke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-625068172048764859?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/625068172048764859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=625068172048764859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/625068172048764859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/625068172048764859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/07/elske-gud-snn.html' title='Elske Gud å sånn...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-5868142577426994296</id><published>2007-04-30T01:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T01:42:30.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tilbake med stil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jaja... Lenge siden sist nå, men dere overlever vell... Så mange kan ikke lese bloggen min heller. Dere er i mindre tall ;-) Men jeg er i hvertfall glad for alle som gidder og høre om mitt liv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ja, nå er jeg på færøyene med Bibelskolen, eller højskolen som vi bare kaller den. Her har jeg til nå rocket som Kurt Cobain i tillegg til å synge den rolige I'm on Fire av Switchfoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Færøyene er en nydelig plass. Nesten som Norge. Mangler bare noen trær på de høye fjeldene som lander nede se vakre fjordene, så har du Norge. Uansett pent. Var oppe på dfet høyeste fjellet i komplett regnvær, noe som var en opplevelse i seg selv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I tillegg har vi spillt skoleshow. Der har jeg rocket som Wannabe Kurt Cobain til vær en lærerers skrekk og til hver en opprørsk teenagers glede... Tror det fungerer sånn ok. I hvertfall etter alle tilbakemeldingene vi har fått. Men slapp av, jeg skal ikke begynne på stoffer, og ende opp med å dø tidlig...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Med bandet vårt, Easy Living skal vi nå til Slovenia. Det blir fantastisk. Få gjort det jeg liker mest til Guds ære. Vi mangler ennå å få skrevet ferdig noen sanger, men Gud er god. Han har gitt meg masse ideer, så hvis vi gidder være produktive blir det ikke noe problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nå er det på tide og legge seg. Klokken er 00:41 færløysk tid, altså 01:41 norsk tid. Jeg tar kvelden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Doing it all, for the one who gave it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-5868142577426994296?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/5868142577426994296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=5868142577426994296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/5868142577426994296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/5868142577426994296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/04/tilbake-med-stil.html' title='Tilbake med stil...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-2215455328894386995</id><published>2007-03-05T22:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:27:54.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rett fokus gir rette valg</title><content type='html'>Jeg har nå skjønt at rett fokus kan gi rette valg. Et galt fokus vil gi deg noee halvt og kjedelig... Noe du absolutt ikke vil ha. Som de sier i Danmark "skal du gi den hele arm". Hold fokuset på det som er viktig i livet. hmmm, kanskje jeg skulle skrive mer om dette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det kommer i neste episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Låtveit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-2215455328894386995?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/2215455328894386995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=2215455328894386995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2215455328894386995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/2215455328894386995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/03/rett-fokus-gir-rette-valg.html' title='Rett fokus gir rette valg'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-4219633715674325711</id><published>2007-03-04T19:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T19:30:05.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging på lavt plan og et høyt nivå?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vell, nå var det en god stund siden sist, igjen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hva skal jeg si. Jeg er en dårlig blogger, jeg vet. Og den største skammen er den nye bloggen min... Så vi får se hva som skjer. Har akkuat blitt frisk fra et lengre sykeleie. Hadde skikkelig influensa lignende greier i ca en og en halv uke. Utrolig kjipt. Særlig når min kjære forlovede Christina kom på besøk en hel uke. Og der ligger jeg syk. Hun fikk i alle fall øvd seg i å passe på meg... hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Takk for blomstene jeg fikk forrige gang jeg var syk vennen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Uansett er jeg tilbake igjen nå, og lover å blogge mer nå enn i fjord! Det står på min google-desktop. Og da blir det jo gjort :-S eller.... Nå måtte jeg bare får skrevet fra meg litt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tror jeg poster en til post med litt dype tanker og sånn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Christian Låtveit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-4219633715674325711?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/4219633715674325711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=4219633715674325711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4219633715674325711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/4219633715674325711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogging-p-lavt-plan-og-et-hyt-niv.html' title='Blogging på lavt plan og et høyt nivå?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-116559977082480854</id><published>2006-12-08T18:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T18:42:50.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vell, nå er det en stund siden sist. Ja, vet jeg er slapp. Vurderer og bytte navn til lat bassist... hehe.. Uansett...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud skapte verden! Det mener i alle fall jeg. Så hadde vi jo akkurat apollogetikk på skolen her da, og når det faktisk var mer rasjonelt og tro på Gud enn noe annet, var  det en ganske interessant. Interessant i forhold til hvilken løgn som undervises på mange norske skoler. Hvis jeg hadde vært en evolusjonist ville jeg ville unødig kommet i klammeri med en som har hatt apollogetikk med David Jakobsen. (www.apologetik.dk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrige helg, eller weekend som det heter her nede i Danmark hadde jeg min kjære Christina her nede det var digg. Hun kjøpte med en nydelig (men kanskje litt barnslig) bamse som synger: "When I smile at You, and You smile at me"... osv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I morgen er en ny dag, hvis den kommer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-116559977082480854?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/116559977082480854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=116559977082480854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116559977082480854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116559977082480854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/12/vell-n-er-det-en-stund-siden-sist_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-116257096277615342</id><published>2006-11-03T17:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T17:23:12.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Når sykdommen prøver og knekke enn...</title><content type='html'>Vell, nå har jeg ligget i senga i ca 3 dager. JA, ganske irriterende. Folk begynner og glemme at du er syk, som for eksempel i dag når jeg ikke fikk mat før halv 4, og da hentet jeg den selv. Sja sja. Skal ikke begynne med person angrep, men kan jo ikke nekte for at det var godt og få i seg mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå snakker disse danskene om at vannkur er en bra ting. Altså drikke minst 3 liter vann om dagen, siden jeg har mageproblemer. Vell, vannet her nede er ikke akkurat det beste jeg vet om. Og i alle fall ikke når jeg hørte at alt vann her stort sett er resirkulert kloakkvann. Om det er sant eller ikke, kan i grunnen være det samme, det stjal i alle fall min apetitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så her sitter jeg på rommet mitt, og halvskjelver og prøver og overbevise meg selv om at jeg ikke er syk. Vell, jeg skjelver, men det betyr ikke at jeg er syk vell? Jeg fortsetter bare og rydde. Hmmm, lurer på hva som er verst, det psykske med å være syk , eller det fysiske. Jeg er litt usikker, men tror egentlig det er en blanding som har tatt knekken på meg. Men jeg nekter og gi meg. Nå skal syksommen gi seg. Jeg er rett og slett drit lei. Skal dusje og så prøver og fjerne stressmomenter. Det vil si gjøre ting jeg skulle gjort for lenge siden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå er det kampen for å overleve, som står på, og jeg prøver og gjøre det. Kjempe så godt jeg kan. Hmmm, jeg skal bli frisk nå, jeg har bestemt meg, og hos meg skal psyken styre kroppen. Samme søren. Eller er det hva den allerde har gjort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-116257096277615342?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/116257096277615342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=116257096277615342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116257096277615342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116257096277615342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/11/nr-sykdommen-prver-og-knekke-enn.html' title='Når sykdommen prøver og knekke enn...'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-116095334008817208</id><published>2006-10-16T00:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:02:20.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Innspilling i morgen/dag</title><content type='html'>Ja, nå er jeg hjemme i gamlelandet. Nei, ikke bare på ferie for å slampe, men vi skal faktisk gjøre noe så fornuftig som å spille inn EP med bandet. Både gleder og gruer meg, det kan jo bli interessant. Men nå skal det jo sies at vi spille inn i Lucifers Cabin studios. Altså. Hvor positivt det er finner vi ut av. Men men. Gud er med oss, så hvem kan da være mot oss. Han er liksom der uansett hva vi gjør, og hvor vi er. "&lt;span class="font4"&gt;Selv om jeg går i dødsskyggens dal, frykter jeg ikke for noe vondt. For du er med meg." (Salme 23:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud er bare så god. Håper virkelig at så mange som mulig kan be for oss. Vi spiller inn bare i hans nåde... Nå skal det bare bli det beste vi har laget. Guds nærvær skal være på EP'en, ikke fordi vi er noe i oss selv, eller er spesielle, men fordi han har lovt og være med oss alle dager, i alt vi gjør. Og dette gjør vi til hans ære. Ikke fordi vi er verdens beste musikere, fordi det er vi ikke. (Jeg har ikke lite tro på musikerne i bandet altså, de er sinnsykt dyktige og seriøse på det de gjør, kunne ikke hatt noen bedre) Men uten Gud er vi ikke noe annet enn et misslykket 80-talls rockeband som ble født for sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det du kan gjøre for å støtte oss, er først og fremst og be for oss, og støtte oss på den måten. Få mennesker rundt deg til å høre på musikken vår. Inviter oss til å spille der du bor. Og sist men ikke minst: Kjøp EP'en vår når den kommer ut rundt juletider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Rocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-116095334008817208?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/116095334008817208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=116095334008817208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116095334008817208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/116095334008817208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/10/innspilling-i-morgendag.html' title='Innspilling i morgen/dag'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115991041211672981</id><published>2006-10-03T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:46:24.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kulturkræsj</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119);" class="postBody"&gt; Hva skjer når to forskjellige kulturer møter hverandre. To kulturer som kan være fra samme land, altså subkulturer, eller kanskje fra to forskjellige verdenshjørner. Som bare kræsjer inn i hverandre. Det tror jeg er noe vi alle har møtt. En Nordlending som møter en fra sørlandet og tetteste bibelbeltet vil si alt rett ut, og sørlendingen vil oppfattate det meste fra nordlendingen som frekt. Sånn er livet vill noen si. Jeg sier det handler om tolleranse, forståelse og nestekjærlighet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fordi nestekjærlighet ikke er en gave som detter ned i hodet på enn, men er et valg man tar. Man velger og være tollerang og være ærlig. Verden mangler dette. Verden trenger at folk velger kjærlighet. Verden trenger hovedsakelig å bli elsket og forstått. Vi trenger og se hverandre, lytte til hverandre og ta hverandre på alvor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg er drit lei av en en ignorant og "hul" verden, som bare spør om du har det bra for å være høffelig og så bare går videre uten og høre, uten og virkelig bry seg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg vet dette høres ut som omtale av en perfekt verden, men det er det ikke. Det er snakk om å være et lys i en mørk hverdag. En lyttende, forståelsesfull og kjærlig kirke, med å elske hverandre i sentrum. Ikke som en læresetning, men som en handling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For they'll know we are Christians by our love, by our love. Yes they'll know we are christians by our love" - Frisk luft &lt;/blockquote&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Rocker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115991041211672981?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115991041211672981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115991041211672981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115991041211672981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115991041211672981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/10/kulturkrsj.html' title='Kulturkræsj'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115877243711074200</id><published>2006-09-20T19:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:13:57.123+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Små pjatt</title><content type='html'>For de som lurte ble jeg ikke ferdig med forrige post, men sånn ble den. Og foreløpig gidder jeg ikke skrive mer på den. Nå sitter jeg i senga mi på skolen, og er ikke helt god. Litt småforkjølet osv. Men det går nok bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleder meg til konsert på Moi til helga. Det blir konge. Få ut all rock inni meg som til nå har vært ganske så innestengt her på skolen. Vell, de liker rock, men det er liksom ikke noen som spiller det. Uansett blir konserten ganske utsagsgivende for innspillingen. Vi får se hvor bra vi fungerer sammen etter denne tiden, og hvor mye mer vi må øve. . . (masse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå vil jeg i alle fall prøve og jobbe med noen sanger her. Se om jeg får ut noe rock. Bra måte og få ut agrisivitet og frustrasjon på :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savner jenta mi, og Norge generellt men kan ikke legge skjul på at dette er en fantastisk plass. Kanskje ikke den bestge plassen og være syk på, men har ikke daua ennå.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nå skal jeg ikke prate mer hull i hodet på dere få lesere. Savner dere kanskje (kommer an på hvem dere er, og hvor dere bor), og håper og se dere snart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115877243711074200?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115877243711074200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115877243711074200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115877243711074200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115877243711074200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/09/sm-pjatt_115877243711074200.html' title='Små pjatt'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115781458260383004</id><published>2006-09-09T16:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:27:44.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piercing - et oppmerksomhetsskrik?</title><content type='html'>Nå tenkte jeg å filosofere litt over piercingene mine. Jeg har to... En i leppa, og en i øyenbrynet. Gud har liksom i det siste fått meg til å tenke på hvorfor jeg har de. Er det for å få oppmerksomhet,  for å gjøre andre glad, for å ære Gud, for å passe inn eller bare fordi jeg syns det er pent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/3478/1600/060909_165434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/3478/320/060909_165434.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;På en måte har alle disse tingene noe og si i mitt forhold til hvorfor jeg har dem. Jeg har alltid likt oppmerksomhet, og man får masse oppmerksomhet, (og da serlig på en kristen bibelskole) når man har hele to piercinger. Men hvis det er den eneste grunnen til at jeg har dem vil jeg ikke tenke på å ha dem. Mitt fokus må jo være på den Gud jeg elsker, ikke meg selv og mitt allerede alt for store ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg må jo innrømme at det er noen i hvertfall som liker piercingene mine, og som kanksje ville si at jeg ikke er meg uten dem. De syns hvertfall at det ikke er det styggeste med meg. He he. De ser kanskje ikke gjennom meg, helt inn til Christian som kanskje egentlig ikke er tøff nok til å ha piercinger. For er det noe jeg har lyst til å ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg føler på en måte et press som hard rocker til å ha noen signaler ut. Men er jeg egentlig en hardrocker da? Det vil jeg egentlig si at jeg er, men det blir jo også et definisjons spørsmål. Jeg liker hardrock og liker å kle meg i litt saggy klær (nå og da hvordan det staves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uansett har jeg dem begge i ennå, men om de henger på neste gang du ser meg, er heller usikkert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115781458260383004?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115781458260383004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115781458260383004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115781458260383004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115781458260383004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/09/piercing-et-oppmerksomhetsskrik.html' title='Piercing - et oppmerksomhetsskrik?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115582957326345681</id><published>2006-08-17T17:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:42:24.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fremme i Danmark</title><content type='html'>Skulle egentlig skrive neste post om mitt forhold til Pillar, men har ikke hatt så mye tid foran min laptop i det siste, så jeg skriver heller litt nå om min flytting til Danmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du tror det kanskje ikke, og sel om mange har sagt det til deg, vil du kanskje ikke innse det.&lt;br /&gt;Men jeg må bare beklage og si at ryktene er sanne:&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har flyttet til Danmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her har jeg det veldig bra, og trives veldig godt. Tror virkelig dette året på Mariager Høyskole (Pinsevækkelsens Højskole - www.pvhcollege.dk) vil virkelig hjelpe meg til å få den selvdisiplinen og kunnskapen om Guds ord jeg trenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg tror Gud har satt meg her, og det for å bygge meg opp fra bunnen av. Dette har selvsagt sin negative sider, ved at jeg har flyttet hjemmefra og fra min kjære Christina (som jeg savner masse). Men både jeg og Christina tror at Gud ha villet dette, og at han velsigner oss rikelig allerede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savner dere i Norge, men blir nok her i Mariager i ca 2 år. Mariager tror jeg må være Danmarks svar på Norge, men litt oppoverbakker og dype skoger. Fjellene og Dalene kan jeg se langt etter, men det er da lov og komme hjem på ferie. Dette er en koselig liten by med x antall beboere, som eg har fått et veldig godt førsteinntrykk av. Gleder meg til å komme hjem en tur og øve litt og snart spille inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud er en god Gud og velsigner oss, selv når det føles som verst og han tar ifra oss nærheten av de vi er mest glad i. Jeg er takknemmelig for at Gud har satt meg her, og kjenner at han jobber hardt med meg allerede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Låtveit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115582957326345681?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115582957326345681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115582957326345681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115582957326345681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115582957326345681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/08/fremme-i-danmark.html' title='Fremme i Danmark'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115455824377926193</id><published>2006-08-03T00:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:37:23.780+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enda en øvelsesdag</title><content type='html'>For endte gang hadde vi bandøvelse i dag... Nå begynner det i alle fall og gå bra. Men er litt bekymret for spillingen på fredag (dere leseres jobb: be, kom og hør, Pakkhuset i Farsund på fredag klokken 21 altså)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Føler virkelig jobbingen med Motherocean Records til nå har høynet sangene våre i alle fall to hakk...  Herlig og se hva hard jobbing og noen enkle endringer kan gjøre. Men har nå endelig skjønt hva hardt arbeid har med musikkbransjen og gjøre. Gud er god, og ikke vær redd: Sangene mister ikke noe budskap på noen måte med de nye vriene, jeg vil heller påstå at de kommer klarere frem enn noen gang. Less is more... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste blogg blir min lille vurdering av Pillars nye EP, og jeg forteller litt om mitt forhold til favorittbandet mitt... Det blir konge, vil bare si nå at de har aldri hatt så radikale tekster som nå. Gleder meg som en unge til albumet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Låtveit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115455824377926193?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115455824377926193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115455824377926193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115455824377926193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115455824377926193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/08/enda-en-velsesdag.html' title='Enda en øvelsesdag'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115435135264409271</id><published>2006-07-31T14:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T15:09:13.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagen etter turen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I helga har jeg vært på tur med ungdommen i Filadelfia. Jeg er forøvrig vikarierende ungdomsleder der i sommer. Var uansett utrolig utslitt etter turen, men etter noen timer avsalpping var jeg fullt våken igjen, og fikk opprettet denne fantastiske bloggen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Det var en konge tur hvor vi kjørte først til Tusenfryd, så overnattet vi i Askim, så kjørte vi innom grensa og handlet før vi havnet i Liseberg. Etter Liseberg la vi oss i lugar på DFDS båten og tok den hjem neste dag. Men så enkelt som det høres ut skulle det ikke bli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ved avreise virket ikke blinklysene på hengeren, og vi måtte innom verksted i Kristiansand. Der ble vi stående i alle fall 1 time og 45 minutter, og sammenlagt med det kvarteret vi ble for sene ved avreise lå vi to timer etter skjema. Da vi så skulle gjennom Oslofjord-tunellen hadde kartet mitt fra gule sider lurt oss langt inn i Drammen. Så vi måtte ut på veien igjen hvor det så viste seg og være veldig lett og finne frem videre. Vi ankom Tusenfryd i 15 tiden, men ikke så mye tid igjen der siden de stengte 20. Så reiste vi videre til Askim, jeg sovnet på veien, og husker derfor tilnærmet ingenting fra den turen på en halvtime eller noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Askim fikk vi badet og grillet på kvelden, og ingen problemer før neste morgen da det viste seg at menigheten vi sov i, lå vegg i vegg med en fyr som mente vi ødela natte/morgensøvnene hans. Vi kjørte videre innom grensa og mot Liseberg. Vi ankom Lisberg rundt halv 3 og vi ble i parken til rett over midnatt. Da fikk vi den største overraskelsen: hengeren vår var brutt opp, og 6 bagger, 1 gitar, noen medisiner, barberhøvler og en rosa G var stjålet etter at de hadde brutt opp hengeren med ett brekkhjern som de til slutt la igjen i hengeren. Dørene på hengeren var oppe så hastverk må de ha hatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi kom oss til slutt på båten hvor soving ble stikkordet. og ankom Lyngdal til halv 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etter en slik helg var det godt og slappe av. Jeg savner min Pillar genser, "Jesus Loves Porn Stars" t-skjorte, Dead Poetic t-skjorte og en del andre ting. Ser du dette i Gøteborg, så gjerne send det hjem til meg! :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dette ble litt langt, men håper dere fikk med dere essensen. Det var ellers en fantastisk tur det jeg ble bedre kjent med de som var med. Herlig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud er god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Rocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115435135264409271?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115435135264409271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115435135264409271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115435135264409271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115435135264409271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/07/dagen-etter-turen.html' title='Dagen etter turen'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31912444.post-115429823238270187</id><published>2006-07-31T00:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:23:52.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>En blogg er opprettet</title><content type='html'>Siden alle maste om at jeg måtte skaffe meg en blogg, måtte jeg jo til slutt gi etter for presset. (I grunnen har ingen spurt meg, og derfor heller ikke noe press). Ok, slutt på tull her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg tenker og bruke denne bloggen til å ytre mine til tider sterke meninger om diverse ting, men nok også til å fortelle litt om bandet mitt (Easy Living) osv.  Håper dere her lyst til å stikke innom av og til.  Her kommer forhåpentligvis masse kult etter hvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Rocker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31912444-115429823238270187?l=rocklyngdal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/feeds/115429823238270187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31912444&amp;postID=115429823238270187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115429823238270187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31912444/posts/default/115429823238270187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocklyngdal.blogspot.com/2006/07/en-blogg-er-opprettet.html' title='En blogg er opprettet'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125426784341600897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6R7Msk7S2xY/R_CUtoXV_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yoFSxTvY5Iw/S220/meg_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
