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	<title>Comments on: Can&#8217;t sleep&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: eejackson</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 20:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for sharing, being real.  Sometimes that can be hard.  I also want to apologize for any times things I have said things that may have hurt.  For me, pregnancy is hard, as much as I'm thankful for a baby, so I know sometimes I complain about how I'm feeling and I know that could hurt someone who longs for it so bad.  IT's a weird balance between being real where you are at and sensitive.

I know when my mom was sick, or even soon after she died... I was in the position where people did not know what to say to me.  And some said some pretty stupid things.  The fact is, what would have been a comforting word for me may not have been for someone else, what may have been stupid to say to me may have been what someone else in the same situation wanted to hear.  We all are so different and deal with different grief differntly.

I guess all that being said.  I don't always know what to say.  I care for you and Kristy greatly.  I wish she was pregnant over me being pregnant.  I don't understand God.  I don't understand his timing, not at all.  I believe in him, I trust him.  But understand... not even close.  I'm sorry for the stupid things I say sometime.  Please know my heart.  I love you guys and am praying so hard for a break through.

When I was coming home every day in tears because people would say insensitive htings about my mom, My dad told me that I was going to have to make a decision to have grace on those people.  That people WILL say dumb things all my life... and that I have to learn to be someone who tries to see their heart or give them the benifit of the doubt.  I sure haven't mastered it.  And things people say hurt sometimes.  Especially when you are a sensitive person (like me)

I guess I'm rambling.  Basically, you guys are in our prayers.  We have seen these miricles before... and are believing to see it again with you guys.  I hate that you and kristy are having to go through such pain though.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing, being real.  Sometimes that can be hard.  I also want to apologize for any times things I have said things that may have hurt.  For me, pregnancy is hard, as much as I&#8217;m thankful for a baby, so I know sometimes I complain about how I&#8217;m feeling and I know that could hurt someone who longs for it so bad.  IT&#8217;s a weird balance between being real where you are at and sensitive.</p>
<p>I know when my mom was sick, or even soon after she died&#8230; I was in the position where people did not know what to say to me.  And some said some pretty stupid things.  The fact is, what would have been a comforting word for me may not have been for someone else, what may have been stupid to say to me may have been what someone else in the same situation wanted to hear.  We all are so different and deal with different grief differntly.</p>
<p>I guess all that being said.  I don&#8217;t always know what to say.  I care for you and Kristy greatly.  I wish she was pregnant over me being pregnant.  I don&#8217;t understand God.  I don&#8217;t understand his timing, not at all.  I believe in him, I trust him.  But understand&#8230; not even close.  I&#8217;m sorry for the stupid things I say sometime.  Please know my heart.  I love you guys and am praying so hard for a break through.</p>
<p>When I was coming home every day in tears because people would say insensitive htings about my mom, My dad told me that I was going to have to make a decision to have grace on those people.  That people WILL say dumb things all my life&#8230; and that I have to learn to be someone who tries to see their heart or give them the benifit of the doubt.  I sure haven&#8217;t mastered it.  And things people say hurt sometimes.  Especially when you are a sensitive person (like me)</p>
<p>I guess I&#8217;m rambling.  Basically, you guys are in our prayers.  We have seen these miricles before&#8230; and are believing to see it again with you guys.  I hate that you and kristy are having to go through such pain though.</p>
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		<title>By: Christina</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey-how queer, its very random that I happened upon your blog this morning. I know its tough, I'll admit I've shed some tears for you guys over the past year. As for insensitive people, remember Elizabeth and Sarah were looked down upon by their villages for years for being unable to give their husbands children. And what happened? A son to bring about the race that would be the line of our savior and a man that Jesus referred to as the greatest among men. Often behind a fearful providence God smiles at us. He likes to defy the worlds expectations. It's hard, but stay strong. When you guys do feel down, remember other people are believing on your behalf, don't feel you guys are carrying the burden alone. We joyfully join in the burden.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey-how queer, its very random that I happened upon your blog this morning. I know its tough, I&#8217;ll admit I&#8217;ve shed some tears for you guys over the past year. As for insensitive people, remember Elizabeth and Sarah were looked down upon by their villages for years for being unable to give their husbands children. And what happened? A son to bring about the race that would be the line of our savior and a man that Jesus referred to as the greatest among men. Often behind a fearful providence God smiles at us. He likes to defy the worlds expectations. It&#8217;s hard, but stay strong. When you guys do feel down, remember other people are believing on your behalf, don&#8217;t feel you guys are carrying the burden alone. We joyfully join in the burden.</p>
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