<?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-3661042452002884725</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:06:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of Prince of Peace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Children of Prince of Peace</name><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661042452002884725.post-1257582071156725120</id><published>2007-12-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:11:04.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David and Jonathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kSgBsG7qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/88ZTj68aqz4/s1600-h/IMG_9336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 201px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kSgBsG7qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/88ZTj68aqz4/s320/IMG_9336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150167990293425826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kSHRsG7pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Hf0MXj9sWrA/s1600-h/IMG_9340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kSHRsG7pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Hf0MXj9sWrA/s320/IMG_9340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150167565091663506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;David and Jonathan were the best of friends. They met while David came to King Saul’s (Jonathan’s father’s) palace to play the harp. The two young men found out they had many of the same interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But King Saul hated David, the killer of Goliath, for he wanted his son to be a hero.&lt;br /&gt;The King decided to have David killed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can’t believe it’s true, why would my father want to kill you?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Trust me, it’s true Jonathan. King Saul’s jealousy has gotten out of hand. Tomorrow is the new moon, there will be banquets for three days straight. When he asks where I am, tell him I went back home to be with my family for the special occasion. If he is happy for me, I am wrong, if he is angry that I am not there, you’ll know he had something planned out for me. We have to find a way for you to tell me, but how?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have an idea. Come with me too the field David.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So David and Jonathan&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;left the palace to go to the field.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The day after tomorrow, go far out into the field and hide behind that boulder. I will shoot three arrows toward the stone. People will think I am practicing my archery. When I send my servant, if I say, “The arrows are on that side”, you will know there is no danger. If I say,” The arrows are beyond you”, you must go far into the country to hide for my father intends you harm.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The day of the celebrations, King Saul asked where David was, Jonathan told him that he went back home to celebrate. This made the King furious, he had plans to kill David.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So Jonathan went to the fields, shot the three arrows, sent his servant to get them and yelled that the arrows were beyond him. David understood the signal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once the servant was gone, Jonathan and David said their goodbyes and David set out for the country.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kP8BsG7oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XBV_q0SgTZU/s1600-h/IMG_9269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kP8BsG7oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XBV_q0SgTZU/s200/IMG_9269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150165172794879618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3661042452002884725-1257582071156725120?l=childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/feeds/1257582071156725120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3661042452002884725&amp;postID=1257582071156725120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/1257582071156725120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/1257582071156725120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/2007/12/david-and-jonathan.html' title='David and Jonathan'/><author><name>Children of Prince of Peace</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/R3kSgBsG7qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/88ZTj68aqz4/s72-c/IMG_9336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661042452002884725.post-5232750180162696759</id><published>2007-12-25T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:52:43.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Characteristics and Christmas</title><content type='html'>We haven't been writing a lot these past three weeks, but a lot has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, the day before Christmas eve, we talked a bout David.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of his characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2.Depended on God to protect him from harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3.Gave thanks and praised God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4.Loved god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5.Understood that God would take care of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;6. Praised God with music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;7.Trusted God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;8.Had a clean heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;9.Wanted to know God; called on God's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David is chosen King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how young or old we are, God has work for us to do and will always be with us to guide and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's Christmas! You may think Christmas is about presents, but that's not true! Christmas is Lord Jesus' birthday! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3661042452002884725-5232750180162696759?l=childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/feeds/5232750180162696759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3661042452002884725&amp;postID=5232750180162696759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/5232750180162696759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/5232750180162696759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/2007/12/charcteristics-and-christmas.html' title='Characteristics and Christmas'/><author><name>Children of Prince of Peace</name><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-3661042452002884725.post-7926873902009899434</id><published>2007-10-07T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:46:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we did at church today. By: Diana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/RwmL3384bVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DK3BYJoMx_E/s1600-h/IMG_8171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/RwmL3384bVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DK3BYJoMx_E/s320/IMG_8171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118776243511651666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/RwmLhn84bUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_kzNfUccZmg/s1600-h/IMG_6144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/RwmLhn84bUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_kzNfUccZmg/s200/IMG_6144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118775861259562306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, Sunday October 7th, &lt;/span&gt;we were learning about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Hannah's&lt;/span&gt; son.&lt;br /&gt;Last week we read about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt; and how she wished for a son. She promised God that she would take him to the Temple to learn God's ways and that he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;would always be a servant of God&lt;/span&gt; if she got a son. Eventually, she had a son, and she named him Samuel, she also kept her promise. So at age four Hannah took Samuel to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this weeks story, was about how one night, Samuel heard a voice that kept on calling his name. Samuel always rushed to Eli, the priest that taught and took care of him, to know why he was calling his name. But Eli wasn't calling his name. It was God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the next time when God called Samuel's name, Samuel said "Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening". Then God said " On that day I will fulfill against Eli all that I have spoken concerning his house, from beginning to end..." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you guess what comes next? Do you know the end of this story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3661042452002884725-7926873902009899434?l=childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/feeds/7926873902009899434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3661042452002884725&amp;postID=7926873902009899434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/7926873902009899434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3661042452002884725/posts/default/7926873902009899434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrenofprinceofpeace.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-we-did-at-church-today-by-diana.html' title='What we did at church today. By: Diana'/><author><name>Children of Prince of Peace</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_S8MupFmB--o/RwmL3384bVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DK3BYJoMx_E/s72-c/IMG_8171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661042452002884725.post-3487318239525289987</id><published>2007-09-30T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:07:51.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who we are</title><content type='html'>We are a small Sunday school group at &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Prince of Peace Lutheran Church in Plymouth Meeting, PA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have between 2 and 5 girls and 1 or 2 boys in the class. They are between 4 and 11 years old. They love to listen to the stories and color pictures from the stories we read about. They get to make some craft projects and games. What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago we have started reading and learning about the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;women of the Bible&lt;/span&gt;. It is very interesting how important they were. Although, there are not so many, they had very important roles in showing other people, who lived at their times, their faithfulness and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one we read about was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ruth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was struck by an enormous hardship after the death of her husband in the country of Moab. She was a part of Elimelech's family and as a women at that time, she either had to marry her dead husband's brother or she would be outcasted. She married him, but he died as well.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother in law, Naomi, was in charge of the whole family and because she was a good and caring person, she felt sorry for her daughter in law.&lt;br /&gt;Ruth could save her name by going back to live with her parents. But she decided to stay with Naomi and support her. They went together back to Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;There is a part, when Ruth is asking Naomi to be allowed to stay with her. It is a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;plea full of emotions and love between these two women&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the distance Ruth and her mother in law had to travel mostly by foot! It took them definitely many years to get back to their home country of Juda. It reminds me of so many immigrants in this country! 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