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		<title>By: Kathryn Lynard Soper</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265927</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathryn Lynard Soper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 21:15:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kevin, thank you. Wow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kevin, thank you. Wow.</p>
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		<title>By: caroline brock</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265865</link>
		<dc:creator>caroline brock</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 04:37:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kevin-  I absolutely loved your story--thank you for taking the time to write that up. I&#039;ll never read the word &quot;harrowed up&quot; without thinking of your farm in Idaho and the added insight your words brought to this account and to the concept of repentance.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kevin-  I absolutely loved your story&#8211;thank you for taking the time to write that up. I&#8217;ll never read the word &#8220;harrowed up&#8221; without thinking of your farm in Idaho and the added insight your words brought to this account and to the concept of repentance.</p>
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		<title>By: Matt Rasmussen</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265682</link>
		<dc:creator>Matt Rasmussen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 14:56:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for this thoughtful post and the reminder that the &quot;Redeemer is strong enough to bear our weight.&quot;  LDS blogs serve many purposes but we need more posts of this kind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this thoughtful post and the reminder that the &#8220;Redeemer is strong enough to bear our weight.&#8221;  LDS blogs serve many purposes but we need more posts of this kind.</p>
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		<title>By: snow white</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265591</link>
		<dc:creator>snow white</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 22:52:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ouch, Kevin! That thing looks vicious! Well I guess once the ground is &quot;harrowed up&quot;, it does become ready for the seed to be planted, so it is a good visual analogy. Sometimes we take words for granted, but there&#039;s some fruitful imagery there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ouch, Kevin! That thing looks vicious! Well I guess once the ground is &#8220;harrowed up&#8221;, it does become ready for the seed to be planted, so it is a good visual analogy. Sometimes we take words for granted, but there&#8217;s some fruitful imagery there.</p>
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		<title>By: Ray</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265582</link>
		<dc:creator>Ray</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 22:06:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>#9 - I figure the teacher simply had been reading Harry Potter 7 the night before.   They were, after all, DEATHLY hallows.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#9 &#8211; I figure the teacher simply had been reading Harry Potter 7 the night before.   They were, after all, DEATHLY hallows.</p>
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		<title>By: kevinf</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265571</link>
		<dc:creator>kevinf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 21:41:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I tried to post with a link to a picture of a real disc harrow, of which I have personal experience, but the post never appeared, so my html chops (or lack thereof) may be to blame.  But I have a story, that I think is descriptive.

My grandfather and uncle had a farm together in Southern Idaho (volcanic rock country), and my borthers, my cousins, and I used to work there as kids in the summer.  We were assigned one hot July to &quot;pick rocks&quot;.  That meant my uncle had plowed up some previously unused pasture land for planting, and we had to go through the plowed field with a flatbed trailer behind a tractor, and pick up all the rocks that the plow had turned up.  It was hot, dirty, sweaty work, with lots of smashed fingers and scraped hands.  It took us several days to get all through the field, and we had hauled probably five or six trailer loads of rock off to the rock pile.  Just as we were getting through with the field, and had gotten all the rocks that we could see, we heard my grandfather come into the field with the disc harrow behind his tractor.  Think of some two or three rows of 18 inch round metal plates each, dropped into the plowed earth.  As soon as my grandfather dropped the harrow, we began to hear all sorts of clanking and ringing sounds, and realized that the harrow was turning up lots of rocks that were still hidden in the dirt that the plow had not turned up.

We went back for two more days, and now the dirt was fine powder, dust getting into our eyes, mouths, down the necks of our shirts, into our shoes.  The work after the harrow was even more unpleasant than after the plowing.  

Later, reading the Book of Mormon and its several references to harrow or being harrowed up, has helped me to understand.  We would have been happy to quit after the first pass, leaving many rocks still uncovered and not dealt with.  But the harrow uncovered all the hidden incompleteness of our work.  That&#039;s why for me, this is such a great symbolic use of harrow for repentance.  All of the unseen and undealt with issues will eventually be uncovered, and have to be addressed.   Harrowed up is not a distant reality for me, either figuratively or in reality.

For a better picture of a harrow of the type I remember, go here:  http://www.bwimp.com/products_item_disk_offset_3point_wheelharrow.php</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I tried to post with a link to a picture of a real disc harrow, of which I have personal experience, but the post never appeared, so my html chops (or lack thereof) may be to blame.  But I have a story, that I think is descriptive.</p>
<p>My grandfather and uncle had a farm together in Southern Idaho (volcanic rock country), and my borthers, my cousins, and I used to work there as kids in the summer.  We were assigned one hot July to &#8220;pick rocks&#8221;.  That meant my uncle had plowed up some previously unused pasture land for planting, and we had to go through the plowed field with a flatbed trailer behind a tractor, and pick up all the rocks that the plow had turned up.  It was hot, dirty, sweaty work, with lots of smashed fingers and scraped hands.  It took us several days to get all through the field, and we had hauled probably five or six trailer loads of rock off to the rock pile.  Just as we were getting through with the field, and had gotten all the rocks that we could see, we heard my grandfather come into the field with the disc harrow behind his tractor.  Think of some two or three rows of 18 inch round metal plates each, dropped into the plowed earth.  As soon as my grandfather dropped the harrow, we began to hear all sorts of clanking and ringing sounds, and realized that the harrow was turning up lots of rocks that were still hidden in the dirt that the plow had not turned up.</p>
<p>We went back for two more days, and now the dirt was fine powder, dust getting into our eyes, mouths, down the necks of our shirts, into our shoes.  The work after the harrow was even more unpleasant than after the plowing.  </p>
<p>Later, reading the Book of Mormon and its several references to harrow or being harrowed up, has helped me to understand.  We would have been happy to quit after the first pass, leaving many rocks still uncovered and not dealt with.  But the harrow uncovered all the hidden incompleteness of our work.  That&#8217;s why for me, this is such a great symbolic use of harrow for repentance.  All of the unseen and undealt with issues will eventually be uncovered, and have to be addressed.   Harrowed up is not a distant reality for me, either figuratively or in reality.</p>
<p>For a better picture of a harrow of the type I remember, go here:  <a href="http://www.bwimp.com/products_item_disk_offset_3point_wheelharrow.php" rel="nofollow">http://www.bwimp.com/products_item_disk_offset_3point_wheelharrow.php</a></p>
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		<title>By: Kathryn Lynard Soper</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265566</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathryn Lynard Soper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 21:22:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hallowed up--LOL!

Thanks for the great comments, everyone. I&#039;m learning much from your remarks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hallowed up&#8211;LOL!</p>
<p>Thanks for the great comments, everyone. I&#8217;m learning much from your remarks.</p>
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		<title>By: kevinf</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265521</link>
		<dc:creator>kevinf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 17:08:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have first hand experience with the harrow.  My Grandfather and Uncle ran a farm together in Southern Idaho (colcanic rock country), and when they were turning old pastureland into irrigated fields, they had to be plowed under, after which my brothers and cousins and I had to take a tractor and flatbed trailer out into the field and &quot;pick rocks&quot;.  That meant we had to pick up all the rocks that had been plowed up.  It was dirty, hot, sweaty work, with smashed fingers, sore arms, and generally took several days to complete.  I remember one occasion clearly, that as we were ending up the rock-picking, and were congratulating ourselves on a job well done, my Grandfather showed up at the other end of the field with the  &lt;a&gt;disc harrow&lt;/a&gt; and started running through the field.  We could hear the clanging and ringing of rocks, still hidden under the plowed earth, being turned up by the harrow.  The next day we started in anew, and had to go through the whole process over again, only now with dirt that had been reduced to a dry, fine powdery consistency that got everywhere, and stuck wherever you were sweating.

The point is that all things hidden were turned up by the harrow that the plow (and our initial efforts) failed to remove.  That is especially apt when we talk about repentance, and it is a lesson that I recall whenever I read about bieng &quot;harrowed up&quot; in the Book of Mormon.

ps - I hope the link works correctly for the picture of a modern harrow....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have first hand experience with the harrow.  My Grandfather and Uncle ran a farm together in Southern Idaho (colcanic rock country), and when they were turning old pastureland into irrigated fields, they had to be plowed under, after which my brothers and cousins and I had to take a tractor and flatbed trailer out into the field and &#8220;pick rocks&#8221;.  That meant we had to pick up all the rocks that had been plowed up.  It was dirty, hot, sweaty work, with smashed fingers, sore arms, and generally took several days to complete.  I remember one occasion clearly, that as we were ending up the rock-picking, and were congratulating ourselves on a job well done, my Grandfather showed up at the other end of the field with the  <a>disc harrow</a> and started running through the field.  We could hear the clanging and ringing of rocks, still hidden under the plowed earth, being turned up by the harrow.  The next day we started in anew, and had to go through the whole process over again, only now with dirt that had been reduced to a dry, fine powdery consistency that got everywhere, and stuck wherever you were sweating.</p>
<p>The point is that all things hidden were turned up by the harrow that the plow (and our initial efforts) failed to remove.  That is especially apt when we talk about repentance, and it is a lesson that I recall whenever I read about bieng &#8220;harrowed up&#8221; in the Book of Mormon.</p>
<p>ps &#8211; I hope the link works correctly for the picture of a modern harrow&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Ray</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265498</link>
		<dc:creator>Ray</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 15:04:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>#9 - Maybe the teacher had been reading Harry Potter while preparing the lesson.  

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_%28objects%29</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>#9 &#8211; Maybe the teacher had been reading Harry Potter while preparing the lesson.  </p>
<p><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_%28objects%29" rel="nofollow">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_%28objects%29</a></p>
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		<title>By: Last Lemming</title>
		<link>http://timesandseasons.org/index.php/2008/06/rock-bottom/#comment-265489</link>
		<dc:creator>Last Lemming</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 14:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;i&gt;A harrow is a farm implement, that none of us city dwellers know about anymoreâ€“but the thought of getting run over by one helps us understand what Alma was feeling.&lt;/i&gt;

Our teacher had Alma being &quot;hallowed up.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>A harrow is a farm implement, that none of us city dwellers know about anymoreâ€“but the thought of getting run over by one helps us understand what Alma was feeling.</i></p>
<p>Our teacher had Alma being &#8220;hallowed up.&#8221;</p>
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