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        <title>Herd Instinct - Tag - In a past life…</title>
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    <title>Whipped into a Feeling Frenzy</title>
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    <author>J. Timothy King</author>
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    <description><![CDATA[<div style="float: right; margin: 0 0 1em 1em"><figure class="alignright size-medium"><a class="lightgallery" href="/2011/03/16/whipped-into-a-feeling-frenzy/Shark-WildChild1976.jpg" title="Shark" data-thumbnail="/2011/03/16/whipped-into-a-feeling-frenzy/Shark-WildChild1976.jpg" data-sub-html="<h2>Photo © 2005 WildChild1976 CC BY-NC-ND 2.0 (source)</h2><p>Shark</p>">
        
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<p>Sharks are infamous for the feeding frenzy. They smell blood, and they lose control. All their instincts go on high alert. They turn into a finely tuned hunting machine, with one goal, to eat the kill.</p>
<p>Other animals, too, have their frenzies. The predator hunts, and the prey runs. Instinct tells them to panic, and that&rsquo;s exactly what they do. The adrenaline pumps. The muscles engage. All of the creature&rsquo;s strength and brain power directs itself toward one goal, whether to kill or to avoid being killed.</p>
<p>And humans are no different.</p>]]></description>
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    <title>The Psychology of Worship Music</title>
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<p>Isn&rsquo;t it amazing, with the amount of time we as Christians spend in worship, and especially singing in worship, that we understand so little about it.</p>
<p>This thought strikes me now, just a couple nights away from the next <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=139810732029">&ldquo;In the Deep&rdquo;</a> (Saturday night, at which I&rsquo;ll be subbing on bass, because their usual bassist is getting married). &ldquo;In the Deep&rdquo; is a biweekly, interdenominational praise and worship concert. Concert after concert through the autumn and winter, crowds gather from all over the area to soak in the candlelit ambience, to fill the Newton, MA sanctuary with over an hour of passionate worship in song, and then to gather downstairs for snacks and fellowship.</p>
<p>[Update: The event is no longer held there.]</p>
<p>Why?</p>]]></description>
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    <title>Opening the Door to Your Own Destiny</title>
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<p>This morning, after I dropped the Missus off at work, I headed down Washington Street toward Mishawum Road, where I needed to make a left turn in order to get to the highway.</p>
<p>Now, this particular intersection has two left-turn lanes. That is, if you want to make a left turn, you can either get into the left-most lane or into the one next to it. Or in other words&hellip; You can see what I mean in the picture below, from Google Maps.</p>
<p>As i approached the intersection, I noticed several cars lined up in the left-most turn lane. Meanwhile, the other turn lane was completely empty. And I thought, <em>Let&rsquo;s see&hellip; I could pull up behind all those cars in the left-most lane, or I could go to the front of the line by using the other lane. Hmm. Which should I do?</em></p>
<p>And I almost pulled up behind the line of cars at my left.</p>]]></description>
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