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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AQuestForRelevance/~4/TFVVnGLEjqk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AQuestForRelevance/~3/TFVVnGLEjqk/would-someone-like-to-tell-me-why-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Beth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/StkonWfoHxI/AAAAAAAABaE/hc8d9O_SPE8/s72-c/nano_09_red_participant_120x240_png.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://elizabethingersoll.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-someone-like-to-tell-me-why-i.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775129644289708346.post-6483508582859571931</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T16:05:20.094-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bible burning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">KJV</category><title>Up in Flames</title><description>In case you haven't seen this, below is a video that has gotten tons of attention in the Christian arena.  Rick Warren tweeted about it, Michael Hyatt (CEO of Thomas Nelson publishers) blogged about it, and people everywhere are talking about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, a tiny church (14 members) is having a book burning on Halloween, burning books and music they call "Satanic." This includes all Bibles that are not the King James Version, as well as works by the likes of Billy Graham and Mother Teresa, referred to in this clip as "heretics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worse, this church is in my little hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FkbgeR8LKs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FkbgeR8LKs&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I think this church has problems with its belief system?  Absolutely.  There's obvious issues.  I don't condone this behavior at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't like the way the media has, yet again, painted Christians as crazy, and the way this video infers that the people of that town (MY HOMETOWN, mind you) are dumb hillbillies.  I'm sorry if you don't wear overalls in the city, but out here in the mountains, some of us do.  Consider it a "country uniform."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really bothers me most is the reaction of "Christians" to this spectacle.  This is all over the blogs I frequently visit, and I'm distressed by all the condescending and snarky comments.  There are many referring to the preacher's "bib overalls" (hello, judgement!), lack of church membership (what about the state of those 14 souls?), and cracks about food being served at the burning (well, they've got us there - baptists are known for eating!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my problem with the situation:  is this how Jesus would respond to this preacher and his tiny congregation?  Would he make fun of their clothes, and their accent, and the size of their church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a word for us - mockers.  Christians participating in this kind of behavior is what gives Christianity a bad name, moreso than pastors of teeny churches.  Instead of making fun of them,  we need to be hitting our knees and asking God to open the eyes and hearts of this congregation, revealing the falsehoods they now believe, and use this situation for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's up for a prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, first of all, forgive us for once again falling short.  Forgive us for laughing at some of your children, calling them names, and judging them all based on one video clip.  Purify us, Lord, burning away the dross and making us purer in thought and action than we have been.  I pray now, God that You would open the eyes and hearts of this congregation, and reveal your &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;truth - not this twisted version they believe.  Father, take what is meant for evil, and use it for Your glory!  In Your precious and holy name, Amen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775129644289708346-6483508582859571931?l=elizabethingersoll.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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(Just don't tell my fellow WCU alums, OK?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 11 years of being odd-(wo)man-out at ASU games, I've finally decided that if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.  So, I will be cheering for App, except when they play Western (of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this past weekend was the home opener in Boone, so we loaded up the van and headed up the mountain.  It was a gorgeous day for football!  We met tons of friends (the usual ASU crew) for tailgating, and then got to enjoy the whole game (well, we lost, so I can't really say "enjoy.")  Anyway, here's some pics of just how nice it was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron taking a swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JHAYei_I/AAAAAAAABX8/PDMcVASyvEo/s1600-h/ASU+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JHAYei_I/AAAAAAAABX8/PDMcVASyvEo/s400/ASU+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381459726953253874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli jumping (doesn't he look like he's having a BLAST?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JGs4_qUI/AAAAAAAABX0/UYHQ2By8Qvw/s1600-h/ASU+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JGs4_qUI/AAAAAAAABX0/UYHQ2By8Qvw/s400/ASU+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381459721720932674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and their boys (strange:  the only girls were the wives - no daughters in this crowd!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JlgNDv7I/AAAAAAAABYE/N56YnSQUNA8/s1600-h/ASU+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7JlgNDv7I/AAAAAAAABYE/N56YnSQUNA8/s400/ASU+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381460250891370418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I get when I try to take a pic of MY boys :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7KGck-loI/AAAAAAAABYM/2kJeUFfSKgQ/s1600-h/ASU+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7KGck-loI/AAAAAAAABYM/2kJeUFfSKgQ/s400/ASU+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381460816853636738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what a beautiful day?  (Kinda makes you agree with Travis Cottrell when he says that God gets His mail here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7Kl8qfZSI/AAAAAAAABYU/M_2ANmi-ixM/s1600-h/ASU+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7Kl8qfZSI/AAAAAAAABYU/M_2ANmi-ixM/s400/ASU+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381461358042637602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, for those of you who won't believe me, you might call me a traitor after you see this - photographic evidence that I actually pulled for ASU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7K82R_8qI/AAAAAAAABYc/2GpU5vhocDk/s1600-h/ASU+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/Sq7K82R_8qI/AAAAAAAABYc/2GpU5vhocDk/s400/ASU+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381461751466291874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I could just get tickets to watch the Colts play...:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775129644289708346-5751449521660229650?l=elizabethingersoll.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I have a natural tendency to see the glass half empty, and frankly, it's annoying. I usually notice the negative side of things before I see the positive, so I have to look a little harder to see all the good that I have been blessed with. But I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; see the good, eventually. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want to find fulfillment, be blessed, have a little joy. There's many ways to make that happen, even for pessimists like me. Encouraging others is a sure-fire way to achieve a little happiness. Show a little kindness and you'll receive a bigger blessing than you gave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't consider myself much of an encourager, even though I manage from time to time. I'm working on that. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I have a wonderful group of encouragers around who inspire &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;with things like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a teenage son whose summer was measured by mission trips and volunteer hours instead of text messages and requests for cash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNO4T7W59I/AAAAAAAABWM/L6JJE6bFxa8/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369221910084642770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNO4T7W59I/AAAAAAAABWM/L6JJE6bFxa8/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...unexpected handcrafted thanks from the other side of the country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNOPugbC-I/AAAAAAAABWE/_nC6DZjEXcs/s1600-h/Karolee%27s+Thank+You1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369221212844788706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNOPugbC-I/AAAAAAAABWE/_nC6DZjEXcs/s400/Karolee%27s+Thank+You1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...surprise gifts of family heirlooms from dear friends...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM9MI5maI/AAAAAAAABV8/iGvMkuLuie8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369219794870049186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM9MI5maI/AAAAAAAABV8/iGvMkuLuie8/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...one son drawing pictures for his brother...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM8ky-KcI/AAAAAAAABV0/1WX68eHXzqo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369219784309090754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM8ky-KcI/AAAAAAAABV0/1WX68eHXzqo/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the sweet gift of a ring because my baby says I am a princess...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM8N4DOLI/AAAAAAAABVs/CxbnafZUqCM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369219778156378290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H9WQvtfyFVY/SoNM8N4DOLI/AAAAAAAABVs/CxbnafZUqCM/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and reminders that I AM a princess because I am daughter of the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=61&amp;amp;chapter=6&amp;amp;verse=14&amp;amp;end_verse=16&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=context"&gt;King of Kings!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And what could be more encouraging than that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For some more uplifting ideas, please visit &lt;a href="http://incourage.me"&gt;(In)Courage!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775129644289708346-338905248805622520?l=elizabethingersoll.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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