<?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-593774698342364565</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:24:23.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a bold stand</title><subtitle type='html'>what happens when people share their stories? change. change of heart, change of mind, change of attitude. i take the position of a modern scribe, filming their stories. this blog is about what i will learn along the way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-7726770280494012312</id><published>2008-12-08T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:56:20.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>breath</title><summary type='text'>look</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/7726770280494012312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=7726770280494012312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7726770280494012312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7726770280494012312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/12/breath.html' title='breath'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-228467737157454424</id><published>2008-11-13T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:44:19.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>does this count</title><summary type='text'>a quick post, no pictures, no big insights.a bold stand is still happening at its own pace, but I though I would update those two people that read this.over the past six months i have been in conversation with tony tendero about a documentary on prayer. the documentary looks at prayer through the lens of the stockbridge boiler room. we have wrapped major shooting and are actively working on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/228467737157454424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=228467737157454424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/228467737157454424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/228467737157454424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/11/does-this-count.html' title='does this count'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-8002068680172751490</id><published>2008-06-25T23:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:07.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meant to be</title><summary type='text'>last post was hoping for a new story to be told.we both decided it needed to be filmed outside. then it rained.we agreed on a day the next week, then one of us had to bail. that happend a couple of times.now we just agree that it needs to be done, but her story has come to another middle so to speak, so we are waiting for God to do what He does to completion. It really reminds me for some reason </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/8002068680172751490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=8002068680172751490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8002068680172751490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8002068680172751490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/06/meant-to-be.html' title='meant to be'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/SGMN_SrCH1I/AAAAAAAAABs/dxzkBJKVvi8/s72-c/IMG_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-4025282544585708644</id><published>2008-05-05T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:48:07.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><summary type='text'>no picture for this post.i don't think i will post one later either.seems fitting in light of the absense of not only activity here on the blog, but also for the lack of activity for "a bold stand"not that it has not been on my mind, but what do you say to someone who says "sounds exciting, these stories were great." etc... and then looks with a blank stare at you as if it is inconcievable that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/4025282544585708644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=4025282544585708644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/4025282544585708644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/4025282544585708644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-4959680676106403771</id><published>2008-03-02T22:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:07.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lights</title><summary type='text'>things progress slowly, one person at a time.all who i share this vision with are excited about it. but not to many are willing to participate. i refuse to be pushy, and so get someone's testimony online that is not really prompted by God to share. i pray that people come to me. it is kind of a hard road to walk, since i am used to pursuing the goals that i set for myself. i am used to me having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/4959680676106403771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=4959680676106403771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/4959680676106403771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/4959680676106403771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/03/lights.html' title='lights'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R8t1d0HlwDI/AAAAAAAAABk/tyCQK-Oujh8/s72-c/lights.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-8520687338413749912</id><published>2008-02-13T23:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:09.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ripe</title><summary type='text'>i had a post with the same title last week, but then it didn't seem right then, so i deleted it. as God brings us down this journey, i think it is amazing how He is preparing us. me in particular, as i seek His face, he continually reveals areas in my heart of bitterness and anger, and i continually have no choice but to give them over to Him.  no choice? nope. not from where i stand. see, i have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/8520687338413749912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=8520687338413749912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8520687338413749912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8520687338413749912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/02/ripe.html' title='ripe'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R7POFMmWpMI/AAAAAAAAABc/SDrs5Uw0RZE/s72-c/ripe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-7816635979626256432</id><published>2008-02-11T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:09.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>clean</title><summary type='text'>"wash me and i will be whiter than snow." it is amazing how dirty our hearts can be. i have found, and keep finding areas within me that are just plain bitter, mean, and angry. just when i give something over to God to cleanse and make whole, another area reveals itself. but what is amazing is that God just keeps taking it, when I give it up to Him, he washes me and makes that part new. so as i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/7816635979626256432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=7816635979626256432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7816635979626256432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7816635979626256432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/02/clean.html' title='clean'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R7EP7MmWpLI/AAAAAAAAABU/N2NvF2XeIEo/s72-c/clean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-6354439118763543866</id><published>2008-02-01T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:09.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>launched</title><summary type='text'>a temporary website has been launched. it is tied in with my business site.you can see it here:www.phillippalacios.com/a_bold_stand.html please all continue to pray that more and more people would feel led to do this thing.and that God's timing would prevail.i feel the urge to tell everyone about it, but i then feel that "not yet" within me. like this thing has to grow on it's on accord, not on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/6354439118763543866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=6354439118763543866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/6354439118763543866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/6354439118763543866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/02/launched.html' title='launched'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R6Pccu8r9zI/AAAAAAAAABM/TFuWv_3_Vz4/s72-c/webgrab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-843932583268721438</id><published>2008-01-30T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:10.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets go.</title><summary type='text'>it is time for me to finally share with all two readers of this blog what this is all about  "my name is _______ and I am a transformed follower of Jesus Christ." God has put on my heart a vision to expand the reach of these transformation stories. as people are willing, film their stories in a complete, unbroken "take," and place it a yet-to-be-built website. this website would be absolutely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/843932583268721438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=843932583268721438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/843932583268721438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/843932583268721438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='lets go.'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R6DSlO8r9yI/AAAAAAAAABE/4KhottGQM4I/s72-c/go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-7366971993662699807</id><published>2008-01-24T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:10.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beginnings</title><summary type='text'>this is now where it begins to get interesting. with the very first step "in the can" there is so much to pray about:how much scoring (music) to put to it, if any.how much cutting (editing) to do to this story, if any. because if i follow what i have learned, i won't cut, and i won't score. it will be a raw, untouched testimony of God's love. unconventional, unpolished. "simple, restful, real" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/7366971993662699807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=7366971993662699807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7366971993662699807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/7366971993662699807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/01/beginnings.html' title='beginnings'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R5j3V-8r9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VVjLT_tujj0/s72-c/beginnings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-2427602586549891187</id><published>2008-01-22T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:10.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost</title><summary type='text'>this picture is so typical for this type of post, but if you could see the original uncompressed, unshrunk version you would understand why i picked it, the lighting in it is just beautiful and the timing of the action was really close to perfect for the framing... my friend called me out of the blue and told me he had an idea, a vision that might be a blessing in so many ways starting with teens</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/2427602586549891187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=2427602586549891187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/2427602586549891187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/2427602586549891187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/01/almost.html' title='almost'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R5Y2tS9OswI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NT-xoWfW8p4/s72-c/climb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-8171599570912591143</id><published>2008-01-17T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:11.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one thing</title><summary type='text'>interesting how just even one conversation can trigger wishes and desires that you swore off only a few days earlier, and then you think "am i really willing to give it all up?"  i understand, a little, what it means to die to yourself daily, but i would say sometimes its more like hourly.when a vision is given, and it is good, it is so easy to put my own "spin" on it. thinking thoughts like "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/8171599570912591143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=8171599570912591143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8171599570912591143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/8171599570912591143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-thing.html' title='one thing'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R5Dgby9OsvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cyqOP4mS2C0/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593774698342364565.post-358077017190016583</id><published>2008-01-15T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:03:11.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is certain</title><summary type='text'>in life we come to have expectations of what will come to be if we follow a certain course.but when it comes down to it, we don't really have control over how something turns out.and so it is with this vision, this dream that was given to me. it is far to early to divulge anything about it, but this: that i hold it with open hands.because if i actually follow this vision, my life is emptied, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/feeds/358077017190016583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=593774698342364565&amp;postID=358077017190016583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/358077017190016583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/593774698342364565/posts/default/358077017190016583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboldstand.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-is-certain.html' title='nothing is certain'/><author><name>Phillip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145093138960352103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JI5NYMeoQaM/R41yWy9OsuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u06n85dWn7s/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
