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	<title>Comments on: How to split a church without really trying</title>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 13:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: johnhamilton</title>
		<link>http://www.i-youniverse.net/2008/07/24/how-to-split-a-church-without-really-trying/#comment-180</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 07:42:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think change for most of us begins when "homosexuality" becomes Joe or Susan or Uncle Mike, and that horrible thing assumes an ordinary or even beloved human face. Thanks for reading and commenting.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think change for most of us begins when &#8220;homosexuality&#8221; becomes Joe or Susan or Uncle Mike, and that horrible thing assumes an ordinary or even beloved human face. Thanks for reading and commenting.</p>
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		<title>By: Songbird</title>
		<link>http://www.i-youniverse.net/2008/07/24/how-to-split-a-church-without-really-trying/#comment-179</link>
		<dc:creator>Songbird</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 23:35:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for your heartfelt story. I was in my mid-twenties and just separating from my Baptist identity when I realized a dear friend from college must be gay. I thought, "Why should he not be loved as I hope to be loved?" The seeds of acceptance sown in my childhood in a Southern family that stood up for integration finally burst forth when I learned to be accepting of people I had scorned, satirized and, yes, feared.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for your heartfelt story. I was in my mid-twenties and just separating from my Baptist identity when I realized a dear friend from college must be gay. I thought, &#8220;Why should he not be loved as I hope to be loved?&#8221; The seeds of acceptance sown in my childhood in a Southern family that stood up for integration finally burst forth when I learned to be accepting of people I had scorned, satirized and, yes, feared.</p>
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