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      <title>My Prayer</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I pray the same thing every day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please show me my mistakes. I am sorry for them. Thank you for your blessing, Lord.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;May your will be mine. Your law, mine. And I want to help you put it into practice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a habit that becomes alignment. Renewed every morning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone asked me: If his will stands above yours — do you doubt?&lt;/strong&gt; No. I hope it overwrites mine. Completely. Piece by piece.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>This Too Shall Pass</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I helped a family bury their dog. We accompanied him to his last breath. A dear, dear fighter — for those he loved. I read Psalm 23 to the family — so they could see: even this dark valley passes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the evening I thought: now I will do something good for myself. I went out to celebrate. Into bed at six in the morning, fell straight asleep. Up again at two in the afternoon. The day was depressive.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>At the Door — How Combat Mode Can Help as a First Responder</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It was a hard day. Someone I love was transferred to a more intensive psychiatric ward. I was there. There was trust. That is enough to say.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 id=&#34;the-scene&#34;&gt;The Scene&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At a door. My hand. A sentence, quietly: &amp;ldquo;They will do you good.&amp;rdquo; Trust had found a way through the storm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What I felt in that moment: love. Simple. Complete. Fear too, yes — but the courage was greater. And the courage came from the fear that someone would experience what I had to experience.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Hosea and I</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Today I ended the contact.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not out of anger. Because it had to be — for her and her new partner, and for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It hurts. The time with her was beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;
&lt;h2 id=&#34;head-and-heart&#34;&gt;Head and Heart&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The head knows what it is doing. The heart loves unconditionally. Two different things entirely.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Three years of relationship. Three years of friendship after that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And now: silence.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;
&lt;h2 id=&#34;hosea&#34;&gt;Hosea&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hosea married a woman who would betray him. He knew it. He did it anyway. Later he bought her back — fifteen pieces of silver and some barley.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>My Current Belief About the Higher</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It began with a question about Satan. But actually it was always something else.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h2 id=&#34;freedom&#34;&gt;Freedom&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I believe in a God who wants real freedom. Not a simulation — but freedom built into creation itself, even when we use it against him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For me, Satan is proof that this is meant seriously. Whoever can fall is truly free.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;
&lt;h2 id=&#34;imago-dei&#34;&gt;Imago Dei&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Created in his image. That is not a goal — it is the starting point.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>About Me</title>
      <link>https://jochum.dev/en/about-me/</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A blog by an Austrian fool who crosses boundaries in every sense — in thinking, in writing, in faith. Nothing is too set in stone to be reconsidered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have been programming publicly for over 24 years. Parts of that work can be found online at &lt;a href=&#34;https://github.com/jochumdev&#34;&gt;@jochumdev&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&#34;https://gitlab.com/r3j0&#34;&gt;@r3j0&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am a &lt;a href=&#34;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sensory_processing_sensitivity&#34;&gt;Highly Sensitive Person&lt;/a&gt; — once, especially as a child and young adult, a curse; today a gift.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I worked in social services in IT — in various roles, over many years. Since 2011 I have also been a client (Bipolar 1 and non-substance addiction). What I have experienced on both sides shapes how I think and write.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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