<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Sep 2024 23:00:12 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Alone</category><category>Bond</category><category>Church</category><category>Family</category><category>Judge</category><category>Mike Yaconelli</category><category>Rick Meigs- 67%</category><category>Unconventional</category><category>brownie</category><title>Divulgence</title><description>A fresh take on Faith, Family, Community, Church and an occasional consideration of squirrel migratory patterns...or not. :-)</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-6543052542357134839</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2010 08:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-04T02:19:39.900-06:00</atom:updated><title>Is it just me?</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPqIBuyw1uKuHlTbbr6RePev-8w-wY_XCLf_kXFsdMv36sFTdMGW6XaOHhqcYU-U9L1OwLJW6zGFZznk9Vz0gTV_yNNfuTvybdSgFm2Iqua7mkLHB51bhfx18XW0giuahSe79/s1600/Fotolia_21770781_XS.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;160&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPqIBuyw1uKuHlTbbr6RePev-8w-wY_XCLf_kXFsdMv36sFTdMGW6XaOHhqcYU-U9L1OwLJW6zGFZznk9Vz0gTV_yNNfuTvybdSgFm2Iqua7mkLHB51bhfx18XW0giuahSe79/s320/Fotolia_21770781_XS.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I know it can&#39;t be just me. &amp;nbsp;Surely you&#39;ve had the same thing happen to you time and again. &amp;nbsp;You know, that forwarded email that finds its way to your inbox? &amp;nbsp;Most of the time, it&#39;s the email that has a story about a God encounter that never really happened. &amp;nbsp;The story is clearly made up to draw upon the sympathy of the reader. This isn&#39;t really the problem I have with these emails. &amp;nbsp;Who doesn&#39;t like a good story, even if it&#39;s made up? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The problem I have with these forwarded emails is that when the story is done, you&#39;re required to do something...FORWARD IT YET AGAIN!!! &amp;nbsp;I cannot put into words how much I dislike these emails. &amp;nbsp;They&#39;re annoying. &amp;nbsp;And, if you didn&#39;t know it, you&#39;re loyalty, devotion and love for Jesus is directly related to you forwarding it to at least 10 people within a specified time frame. &amp;nbsp;So am I to believe that if I DON&#39;T forward the email, I don&#39;t love Jesus? &amp;nbsp;If I don&#39;t forward the email ***cough spam*** that I won&#39;t receive God&#39;s blessing in my life? &amp;nbsp;If I don&#39;t forward the email that I&#39;m not a true follower? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Since when does my loyalty, devotion and love for Christ depend upon whether or not I forward an email? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Now, I have to say, I love the friends that forward these to me, but I don&#39;t love the emails. &amp;nbsp;When I get one, I can&#39;t hit delete fast enough. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Here is the ending to an email I received recently: &quot;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Send this to 10 people in 2 minutes and you will feel the Holy Spirit brightening your life in just an hour.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What if I sent it to only 8 people? &amp;nbsp;What if I get side-tracked and it takes me 3 minutes to send it? &amp;nbsp;Why am I required to send it in 2 minutes, but it takes the Holy Spirit a full hour to brighten my life? &amp;nbsp;These are serious questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt; Gracie won 1st place at the Science Fair!  I&#39;m very proud of her.  She worked hard to on this project and it paid off.  While I&#39;m &quot;getting my brag on&quot;, I may as well point out that Gracie also received an Achievement Award for &quot;A&quot; Honor Roll, Highest Average in Reading, Highest Average in English, Highest Average in Science, Highest Average in Social Studies and the Principal Outstanding Behavior Award.  She received the highest average in every subject except math and she only missed that by 1 point.  Chase is in 2nd Grade and he also is on the &quot;A&quot; Honor Roll!  I&#39;m very proud of my kids&#39; Academic accomplishments.  They&#39;re just like their daddy...err, I mean Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2010/02/proud-parent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2BL7_0Q-y7Wame7VdZq-j07qrDrsMtDT5WfJhqWioojdJu5LN2FUeJfppAOSukudaovpeOwAGDsg3W2Omk7SZ4KkSFtMIU-2w8M_6kpiwQjTjCo3yFGGp4pBnzEsXFfd156ps/s72-c/DSC00157.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-7598492812063621495</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 03:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T21:45:41.337-06:00</atom:updated><title>Church Marketing and more</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xB_2V9ySdNYhzjqp7rQlt4Hte6buFmagCI4u6xyEemvpRR3kmyfR8Bq6e5R5wybp1VU1_v43n26vOoTEOPi8GR0KFewPU1OFJ4IAxN9xsbHFbLNzBnFvIis0WmZU5N7rgbOv/s1600-h/Fotolia_147836_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xB_2V9ySdNYhzjqp7rQlt4Hte6buFmagCI4u6xyEemvpRR3kmyfR8Bq6e5R5wybp1VU1_v43n26vOoTEOPi8GR0KFewPU1OFJ4IAxN9xsbHFbLNzBnFvIis0WmZU5N7rgbOv/s400/Fotolia_147836_S.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158884060407733842&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals this week was to get or info in the local newspaper.  Up to this point, we have done virtually &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;ZeRo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; advertising for Bayou Community Church.  That&#39;s about to &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;change.&lt;/span&gt;  I&#39;m going to look into &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;billboard advertising&lt;/span&gt; next week as well.  I read something &lt;a href=&quot;http://theaterchurch.com/&quot;&gt;Mark &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Batterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wrote some time ago and I&#39;m paraphrasing here, &quot;The church has the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;greatest story ever told &lt;/span&gt;and the greatest story deserves &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;the greatest marketing&lt;/span&gt;&quot;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hesitation up to this point has been the idea of pulling people away from their current churches &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;to &quot;try&quot; ours.&lt;/span&gt;  I&#39;m not at all interested in this type of church growth.  I am believing God to &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;open doors&lt;/span&gt; to share the gospel with non church attenders.  Those are the people I want at &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;BCC&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;not the church shopper.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we can effectively market our church to that demographic or try real hard to do so anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked with the owner of the newspaper today and something cool happened.  He asked if I would be interested in writing an editorial each week for the paper.  He said, &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;We live in a world that needs encouragement so desperately and I&#39;m looking for pastors to write weekly articles to help encourage our community&quot;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I accepted the invitation without hesitation.  Just a few hours prior, I was on the phone with my brother, and was telling him &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;how much I&#39;d like to write an article&lt;/span&gt; for the paper each week. The problem was, I didn&#39;t think I could afford the cost right now.  &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;As God would have it,&lt;/span&gt; the paper is offering this as a free service to the community.  To write weekly articles isn&#39;t going to cost us anything!&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;  I was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;sToK&lt;/span&gt;3d! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Questions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  How do you view church marketing?  Should churches market themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Is marketing the church further playing into an already consumer saturated &quot;church&quot; experience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2008/01/church-marketing-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xB_2V9ySdNYhzjqp7rQlt4Hte6buFmagCI4u6xyEemvpRR3kmyfR8Bq6e5R5wybp1VU1_v43n26vOoTEOPi8GR0KFewPU1OFJ4IAxN9xsbHFbLNzBnFvIis0WmZU5N7rgbOv/s72-c/Fotolia_147836_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-6640553058300856242</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T13:12:11.223-06:00</atom:updated><title>Bus Driving has its Privileges</title><description>I had the opportunity to drive the Varsity Boys Golf team to a 2 day tournament Monday and Tuesday of this week to Augusta Pines Golf Course.  The weather wasn&#39;t ideal but the course was beautiful and I even bought a new &quot;golf&quot; 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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2008/01/bus-driving-has-its-privileges.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCr0vOg9-k6oxHSjCo3on6qb26Yv9giz7xb-tx4Vk_Elr2tzt4NXDqbVlGJkIFRGrzltALyVL2vg-v2RFVKumX5_8dG4L6wjo08n7hjXdMB2j5G2DazFYsNuV-dr1wXok70Jz/s72-c/SSPX0655.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-546318329352763034</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-21T05:57:22.229-06:00</atom:updated><title>One BIG Experiment</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZUTSSViVxi524n-vXScuzieX_Js54Aft63uaO-g0Ew2Fm7UgK8lGYD6wGcr6d1Un6OxICQcGLCW1JwHSPIKzwDQRTrkbk-ZTO9HLiQyv-8C9IPhedjZkwW0h-_XsOkwqWsyL/s1600-h/Fotolia_5640794_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZUTSSViVxi524n-vXScuzieX_Js54Aft63uaO-g0Ew2Fm7UgK8lGYD6wGcr6d1Un6OxICQcGLCW1JwHSPIKzwDQRTrkbk-ZTO9HLiQyv-8C9IPhedjZkwW0h-_XsOkwqWsyL/s400/Fotolia_5640794_S.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157896542320167762&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt as if life is that way, just one big experiment?  Just over six months now into our new pastorate I&#39;m feeling this way.  So we&#39;re approaching 2008 as if &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;everything is an experiment&lt;/span&gt;.  The thing with experiments however, is you have to be &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;willing to fail&lt;/span&gt;.  Yep...willing to fail.  I&#39;m reminded though of Thomas Edison&#39;s words after having tried &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;200 different elements&lt;/span&gt; before he found the right element to make the incandescent light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t call it a failure, call it an education.  I now know 200 ways that don&#39;t work&quot;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we&#39;re going to brave the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;chilly waters of experimentation.&lt;/span&gt;  If experimentation leads to discovery, we will soon&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; discover&lt;/span&gt; what the heart of our community is, and then be fully prepared to reach in and touch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola, in it&#39;s first year of business only sold 400 bottles of Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Seuss&#39;s first book, &quot;And to think that I Saw it on Mulberry Street&quot;, was rejected by 28 publishers.  The 29th publisher Dr. Seuss approached sold six million copies of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul was turned down by 33 publishers.  The 34th publisher sold over seven million copies in 20 languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not to be found a successful businessman, inventor, writer or even pastor who hasn&#39;t had to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; before they &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; the dream they believed so much in.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;I believe Bayou Community Church&lt;/span&gt; can and will become the church God has destined her to be.  The question that remains is, &quot;Are we willing to overcome all obstacles, discouragements, frustrations and fears to discover it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;2008 is the year of Experiment!  God will lead us to discovery.  I&#39;ve heard it said, &quot;the greatest risk is to take no risk&quot;, this is my personal motto for 2008!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-big-experiment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZUTSSViVxi524n-vXScuzieX_Js54Aft63uaO-g0Ew2Fm7UgK8lGYD6wGcr6d1Un6OxICQcGLCW1JwHSPIKzwDQRTrkbk-ZTO9HLiQyv-8C9IPhedjZkwW0h-_XsOkwqWsyL/s72-c/Fotolia_5640794_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-4669211975717298412</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 02:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-19T22:10:50.020-06:00</atom:updated><title>January 2008 Newsletter</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLa5mQigza4K5EO9He-LB8pCQ8G5HwHOB3cHiNGUCdlpASLdAFA2eegDYw4nkiY055fenc6JaFt5VGVhUQoPT_JasphejRi0G_yE1-tlvHdk8nSvpGCnRmj-lHZfvYayCWNqi/s1600-h/The+Lewis+Family2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLa5mQigza4K5EO9He-LB8pCQ8G5HwHOB3cHiNGUCdlpASLdAFA2eegDYw4nkiY055fenc6JaFt5VGVhUQoPT_JasphejRi0G_yE1-tlvHdk8nSvpGCnRmj-lHZfvYayCWNqi/s400/The+Lewis+Family2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157406370587577138&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-2008-newsletter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLa5mQigza4K5EO9He-LB8pCQ8G5HwHOB3cHiNGUCdlpASLdAFA2eegDYw4nkiY055fenc6JaFt5VGVhUQoPT_JasphejRi0G_yE1-tlvHdk8nSvpGCnRmj-lHZfvYayCWNqi/s72-c/The+Lewis+Family2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-1268813338339296448</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-25T12:08:18.394-05:00</atom:updated><title>Have you ever...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoB-BifBldXhZE0jc359JIZZbjRNNi__CwLFiszv0z2ukDGt23oMUHvUYdls4cBrKpUkbTLMFl7WQIpBYf-ACd88CInzpxm1jTvOK0blhy-CmKcjJHdNjZcCu9O9XITzNXY7TD/s1600-h/Fotolia_1089983_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 165px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoB-BifBldXhZE0jc359JIZZbjRNNi__CwLFiszv0z2ukDGt23oMUHvUYdls4cBrKpUkbTLMFl7WQIpBYf-ACd88CInzpxm1jTvOK0blhy-CmKcjJHdNjZcCu9O9XITzNXY7TD/s400/Fotolia_1089983_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114184369080866338&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Done something that you never thought you would?  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m doing it right now!&lt;/span&gt;  I&#39;m driving a school bus.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Yes, I&#39;m driving a school bus. &lt;/span&gt; I had thought about this on different occasions in the past and well this summer I decided it would serve beneficial in our adaptation to this new area we&#39;re now in.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;It allows me to meet many new people&lt;/span&gt; while also helping to make ends meet financially.  Being a Contractor for all my adult life I know I could go out and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;build a business&lt;/span&gt; in this area as construction is everywhere but &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;we didn&#39;t move here to build a business, we came here to build a church.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another benefit to driving a school bus is the route I&#39;m on.  Others in the transportation department would argue with me but &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I think God has uniquely placed me where I am&lt;/span&gt; on my route.  I transport the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;JJAEP&lt;/span&gt; Students.  &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;JJAEP&lt;/span&gt; stands for, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Juvenile Justice Alternative Education Program.&lt;/span&gt;  Yes, I transport the &quot;bad&quot; kids.  But you know what?  Over the last month since school started here&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; I believe God has really let me see these kids in a way other than the way many see them&lt;/span&gt;...&quot;convicts&quot;.  When others are referring to the students I transport, they say things like &quot;You got those convict kids on your bus, you better watch them&quot;.  I don&#39;t see &quot;convicts&quot;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I see lives.  Lives that are full of potential and lives that God loves and Christ died for.  I refuse to label these kids as &quot;convicts&quot;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I loaded an ice chest up with ice and filled it up with bottled water.  When my students boarded the bus, they were &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;amazed that I had thought of them in this way to bring them cold water.&lt;/span&gt;  The first student on the bus asked me, &quot;Is this on you man?&quot;  I said, yes it&#39;s on me...enjoy.  He replied, &quot;Man, not everyone would do that, thanks!&quot;.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;He made certain that everyone who boarded the bus thanked me&lt;/span&gt; for bringing cold water for them to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that this bus route would be more than a job but an avenue to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;do ministry even if those receiving it aren&#39;t aware it&#39;s &quot;ministry&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;  The vast majority of these &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;kids are from single parent homes and are struggling at best to understand life and the hand that has been dealt them.&lt;/span&gt;  I hope that over the course of my time as their bus driver &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll be able to have a positive influence in their lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new church work is going well and I&#39;ll be writing more about what&#39;s taking place soon!  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Stay tuned!  &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/09/have-you-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoB-BifBldXhZE0jc359JIZZbjRNNi__CwLFiszv0z2ukDGt23oMUHvUYdls4cBrKpUkbTLMFl7WQIpBYf-ACd88CInzpxm1jTvOK0blhy-CmKcjJHdNjZcCu9O9XITzNXY7TD/s72-c/Fotolia_1089983_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-9124637136090109028</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-04T22:08:36.318-05:00</atom:updated><title>Gearing up!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1c8XRp3mI9IAntYNAQyxMvCGcAUOWt48K2IfUqBIb165KEMgrhCAodoCshuju7f1fsBWNGSOddxphNHJTF61kH4ledlb1bc8yqhwDZL2VgPAYvJuAXTdV1MUiBTs4rZTiKiZv/s1600-h/Fotolia_2821632_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 286px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1c8XRp3mI9IAntYNAQyxMvCGcAUOWt48K2IfUqBIb165KEMgrhCAodoCshuju7f1fsBWNGSOddxphNHJTF61kH4ledlb1bc8yqhwDZL2VgPAYvJuAXTdV1MUiBTs4rZTiKiZv/s400/Fotolia_2821632_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106550655444862818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;relatively quiet&lt;/span&gt; on matters concerning our new ministry here in Dickinson, Texas.  The reason for this silence is that there was a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;transition in place&lt;/span&gt; and I didn&#39;t feel like it would be appropriate to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;divulge &lt;/span&gt;too much information.  That has now changed.  As of last Sunday, September 02, Tiff and I are formally the Lead Pastors of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Bayou Community Church&lt;/span&gt;.  Along with this comes the liberty to share more of where the ministry is and where we hope it will go.  We&#39;re approaching &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;church&quot;&lt;/span&gt; from a little different perspective in comparison to our last church which we &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;pastored&lt;/span&gt; for the last 9.5 years; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Living Springs&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Bandera&lt;/span&gt;, Texas.  We still very much love Living Springs and the wonderful people there but &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;our hearts&lt;/span&gt; were beginning to be removed from the ministry there and God has now placed us here.  Living Springs, having been our&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; first pastorate&lt;/span&gt; had to put up with a great deal of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;inexperience &lt;/span&gt;with us.  We think that this new work will benefit in that we have grown and matured a great deal since 1998. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enter into this new work considering what it means to be the &quot;church&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;in a more holistic manner&lt;/span&gt;.  I pray that will translate into &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;coming to know Jesus as Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday is our first midweek meeting in which we will have an open dialog about what it means to be the church and how the church should influence and impact our community.  It&#39;s an &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;ITF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;nvent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;uture&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;brainstorming session&lt;/span&gt; where we&#39;ll talk over many ideas that we can create into ministry.  Another approach to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ministry&lt;/span&gt; that we&#39;re going to consider as a young church plant is what I&#39;m going to call &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;ommunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; which simply means community to the 3rd power.  I&#39;ll be sharing more on this as it develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;we&#39;re very excited &lt;/span&gt;about what God is preparing to do through &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;BCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  Already we&#39;re seeing new faces come in and expressing a willingness to become part of this work!  I think God is up to good things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;More to come :)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/09/gearing-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1c8XRp3mI9IAntYNAQyxMvCGcAUOWt48K2IfUqBIb165KEMgrhCAodoCshuju7f1fsBWNGSOddxphNHJTF61kH4ledlb1bc8yqhwDZL2VgPAYvJuAXTdV1MUiBTs4rZTiKiZv/s72-c/Fotolia_2821632_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-4151826233592359142</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 00:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T20:13:11.850-05:00</atom:updated><title>Chi Alpha Campus Ministries</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaVT8CGDHDAg0cyhl9-GuJKkZP6q_ZxOrq35WVLmVBrjy6Cga99uFyrBAmJIjal-tyqd1BPybftT6kO1bJMBovMLBSA3lXnzlkQc6X-K5sf8Ip9U5gmdzVorwrK8zMV0sDkEm/s1600-h/Chi-Alpha.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaVT8CGDHDAg0cyhl9-GuJKkZP6q_ZxOrq35WVLmVBrjy6Cga99uFyrBAmJIjal-tyqd1BPybftT6kO1bJMBovMLBSA3lXnzlkQc6X-K5sf8Ip9U5gmdzVorwrK8zMV0sDkEm/s400/Chi-Alpha.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102068569308677970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.chialphacorpus.org/index.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiczOJQfLjWW8wSQ2eeMP0FAv0JnAyDbb91xTfBsY_2miACnZNVs0VHWfKJ1BDbSVqJ5PXAmX_XHVeecReMgUr5ZsllNOAeIr39r1Doaf_tBlgmlgGeUvXFGuUPU7oFrp-VavmC/s400/RedBlack_thb.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102067104724830018&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, Will Robinson is a Campus Missionary at Texas A&amp;M University-Corpus Christi and I thought I would highlight the positive things he and his group are doing there for my Thumbs Up! post this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, when a High School student makes the transition from home life to Dorm/Campus/College life, it can be very overwhelming and extremely intimidating.  One of the things that Will and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.chialphacorpus.org/index.html&quot;&gt;Chi Alpha&lt;/a&gt; do in Corpus Christi for the new Freshman coming into the University for fall classes is to assist them with help moving into their new homes.  They offer them cold water, a helping hand and a smiling face willing and eager to help them .  For many, Chi Alpha is the first or only welcoming they&#39;ll receive as they enter this new world.  It&#39;s amazing to me how every year the members of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.chialphacorpus.org/index.html&quot;&gt;Chi Alpha&lt;/a&gt; will give of themselves in this positive manner to make the uncertainties of college life fade to the background with a helping hand.  For that, I applaud my good friends, Will and Jennifer Robinson and their Chi Alpha team!  Pray for them and their ministry to the students and staff of Texas A&amp;amp;M University at Corpus Christi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/2007/07/thumbs-up.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 5px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.members.iinet.net.au/%7Eolsenfamily/thumbsupbadge.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/chi-alpha-campus-ministries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaVT8CGDHDAg0cyhl9-GuJKkZP6q_ZxOrq35WVLmVBrjy6Cga99uFyrBAmJIjal-tyqd1BPybftT6kO1bJMBovMLBSA3lXnzlkQc6X-K5sf8Ip9U5gmdzVorwrK8zMV0sDkEm/s72-c/Chi-Alpha.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-13380732295243075</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 20:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-20T16:03:52.231-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brownie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Judge</category><title>Brownie</title><description>Too often we fail to heed the words of Jesus, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Luk&amp;chapter=6&amp;amp;translation=esvp&amp;x=8&amp;amp;y=8&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;rl&quot;&gt;&quot;Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s all too easy to pass quick judgment upon others, all the while minimizing our own failures.  This little video illustrates judging too quickly pretty well. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:  After I posted this, I watched it to make sure I embedded the file correctly and my son walked up and saw it.  He said, &quot;Dad?  What did he do?&quot;  I said, &quot;What do you think he did?  He said, &quot;eat poop!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he needs to learn to not judge too quickly as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v728/wisevector1/Brownie.flv&quot; height=&quot;361&quot; width=&quot;448&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-judge-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-7256671486763354854</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-19T22:00:47.539-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Church</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mike Yaconelli</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unconventional</category><title>Mike Yaconelli</title><description>I saw this on &lt;a href=&quot;http://glennhager.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Glenn Hagar&#39;s &lt;/a&gt;site and thought I&#39;d share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/3Lnt7ZoFrgo&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/3Lnt7ZoFrgo&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/mike-yaconelli.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-2625146061781122026</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-16T00:33:19.214-05:00</atom:updated><title>Super Charged!</title><description>I&#39;m leaving tomorrow morning for our District&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stxaghb.org/HonorBoundMensRetreat/tabid/6819/Default.aspx&quot;&gt;Annual Honor Bound Men&#39;s Retreat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stxaghb.org/HonorBoundMensRetreat/tabid/6819/Default.aspx&quot;&gt;.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it!</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/super-charged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-7455182322733421957</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-09T22:32:09.109-05:00</atom:updated><title>Help us!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I could go on and write a lengthy post on the parallels here to the church/christians, but I&#39;ll let you draw your own conclusions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width=&quot;448&quot; height=&quot;361&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v728/wisevector1/State_Employees.flv&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/help-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-8098795974198451361</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-10T22:19:32.453-05:00</atom:updated><title>Positive Influence</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUb8F6QNGru1DgCJkgQegikDK-TtSdMfbC0mCYMgMEK6JtZ75pAObAncS7jG5HjUIvcK-pvI1laIgVkFQOdVRc3M2qkPwnpKgpbDmpArmvbX8G5yBsndiXkQvbR4L8jn4ksi9n/s1600-h/Fotolia_122483_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUb8F6QNGru1DgCJkgQegikDK-TtSdMfbC0mCYMgMEK6JtZ75pAObAncS7jG5HjUIvcK-pvI1laIgVkFQOdVRc3M2qkPwnpKgpbDmpArmvbX8G5yBsndiXkQvbR4L8jn4ksi9n/s400/Fotolia_122483_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096905470427631250&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/2007/07/thumbs-up.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.members.iinet.net.au/%7Eolsenfamily/thumbsupbadgesml.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/2007/07/thumbs-up.html&quot;&gt;Rodney&#39;s&lt;/a&gt; challenge for Thumbs Up!, I was encouraged and immediately wanted to be part of it.  As &lt;a href=&quot;http://darkeningglasses.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Colin&lt;/a&gt; stated in one of his comments  on his inaugural Thumbs Up! post, &quot;Already I find with this Thumbs Up! initiative, that I am being forced to think of positives. I&#39;m liking it&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Colin, I find myself looking for the positives in everything.  You know what?  They&#39;re out there, ready to be highlighted and pointed out.  As I was considering what I would post positively on this week, I just looked around and watched people.  I knew none of those that I was watching but I watched and I saw some amazing things, many of which we often take for granted.  I saw smiles shared between strangers, hellos exchanged and have a great day was wished to others.  I noticed others helping to carry things that would have been too heavy for one to carry alone.  I witnessed a concerned neighbor help a stranded motorist.  I watched as so many gave of themselves for the benefit of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, that is &quot;positive influence&quot; at work.  It happens all the time but unfortunately many times we fail to recognize it for the true beauty it is.  A simple Hello accompanied by a smile could make someones other wise rotten morning brighten up and help them to say, &quot;Today is going to be great day&quot;!  We do well to not minimize the power of positive influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember just this past November I was alone and in Chicago.  I knew no one and I was in the middle of downtown.  I thought I would catch a cab and visit the Sears Tower.  I hailed my cab and got in.  As the driver left the  curb, he turned, looked at me with a smile and an African accent said, Where would you like to go?&quot;  His smile put me at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began making small talk as he drove me to my destination.  As it turns out, he and his wife were Christians and when he found out that I was a pastor, he was extra excited to have me in his cab.  If a taxi ride could ever be delightful, this was the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I exited the cab, I offered to this gentleman $20.00 which would have been plenty for my fare and a nice tip for himself.  He looked at me with a smile and said, &quot;No sir!  You&#39;re a pastor and this one is on me!&quot;  I often think about my downtown Chicago taxi ride and the &quot;cabby&quot; who made it so enjoyable.  The only thing he did was drive me to the Sears Tower!  No, he made me feel at ease and shared his taxi and his life with me for a few minutes which has left, to this day, a positive influence on me. Whenever I think about him I pray for he and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What positives are we missing out on every day?  You never know just the kind of positive impact you can have on someone by simply being nice and sharing a smile with them.  The little things count too...don&#39;t overlook them where you live!</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/08/positive-influence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUb8F6QNGru1DgCJkgQegikDK-TtSdMfbC0mCYMgMEK6JtZ75pAObAncS7jG5HjUIvcK-pvI1laIgVkFQOdVRc3M2qkPwnpKgpbDmpArmvbX8G5yBsndiXkQvbR4L8jn4ksi9n/s72-c/Fotolia_122483_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-2303603892104926822</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-30T20:19:27.001-05:00</atom:updated><title>Accentuating the Positive...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/2007/07/thumbs-up.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.members.iinet.net.au/%7Eolsenfamily/thumbsupbadge.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was making the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;blogroll&lt;/span&gt; rounds today I read an interesting blog written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/&quot;&gt;Rodney&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/2007/07/thumbs-up.html&quot;&gt;The Journey&lt;/a&gt;.  Rodney has come up with a way to highlight the positive in the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt;.  It&#39;s no secret that all one has to do to hear negativity is to turn on their television or chat with the neighbor or sadly, simply read some blogs.   We&#39;re bombarded with negative communications from every side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the positive discussion and link to Rodney&#39;s site via the badge code you will find at his site.  Simply put it in your sidebar and post positively on someone or something every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s enough people blogging about the negative aspects of life, Christianity and everything in between so let&#39;s mix it up a bit with some positive!</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/accentuating-positive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-2633021578259867418</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-29T23:51:33.364-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>Alone...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilHCwYoBk5byaYWFBoTckHc-3jegJ1KQwM5b6h1r-VifMWLNFa6RfZHELyx9febDs1RK4neK7oxun5HHQk_8-l-cLf3nNP8doSgtMTHg50u4blwqwHfIaxu9RomjlKFIeBWkT/s1600-h/Fotolia_1108203_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 217px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilHCwYoBk5byaYWFBoTckHc-3jegJ1KQwM5b6h1r-VifMWLNFa6RfZHELyx9febDs1RK4neK7oxun5HHQk_8-l-cLf3nNP8doSgtMTHg50u4blwqwHfIaxu9RomjlKFIeBWkT/s400/Fotolia_1108203_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092842886632148594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am alone again tonight in this old empty house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the first words to an old Alan Jackson song about going crazy after the one/s you love have left.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Well, that&#39;s kind of the way I feel tonight as I write this blog.&lt;/span&gt;  I don&#39;t want to get too mushy on you tonight but I&#39;m missing my family terribly and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;they&#39;ve only been gone for about 9 hours.&lt;/span&gt;  My wife and children are with Tiff&#39;s mother and two sisters on a vacation to the beach for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s funny, the silence you crave in moments of constant noise &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;isn&#39;t so desirable when the noise has faded.  &lt;/span&gt;I want to hear my &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;children laughing or even fussing&lt;/span&gt; about having to brush their teeth; at this point, even that would be welcome.   I want noise because &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;noise is an indication of normalcy around our house.&lt;/span&gt;  For the next week, it won&#39;t be normal around here.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Just me and the noise I make. &lt;/span&gt; Yes, I may begin talking to myself just to hear some noise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were pulling out of the driveway, my wife asked me if I was alright and like any strong man would do, I said, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah, I&#39;m fine&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;  Honestly,&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; it sucked&lt;/span&gt; watching my family leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have a week and 1 day to find something to do with myself.  Oh I&#39;ll find something to do.  Actually, I have plenty to do that will keep me busy during the day, but&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; it&#39;s the night time that gets to you, ya know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the bond that we all develop as a family is Godly.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I believe that God creates that bond&lt;/span&gt; within our hearts that when we&#39;re away from those we hold dear, it hurts.  We long for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;their voice and their laughter&lt;/span&gt; but all we have until they return is the memory of those sounds.  If it&#39;s true what they say, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Absence makes the heart grow fonder&quot;&lt;/span&gt;, I&#39;ll be so fond of them when they get back I may &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;never let them leave again!&lt;/span&gt; ;-)</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/alone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilHCwYoBk5byaYWFBoTckHc-3jegJ1KQwM5b6h1r-VifMWLNFa6RfZHELyx9febDs1RK4neK7oxun5HHQk_8-l-cLf3nNP8doSgtMTHg50u4blwqwHfIaxu9RomjlKFIeBWkT/s72-c/Fotolia_1108203_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-6171514562363548113</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 18:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-27T13:42:13.743-05:00</atom:updated><title>New blog links</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjrfkqjjaYCj2pHyeZcpzyP3Bb9MlLUJK2_HWcacT-wzq9cVjo5wQp6lPQGs_i1N6z0pUc-7s_ohfAfgOtZeGk_sQDdbiVrWr3cLLSng4tp9oJVEIJiTaH5nkMx78j_XBfCMfl/s1600-h/blog1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjrfkqjjaYCj2pHyeZcpzyP3Bb9MlLUJK2_HWcacT-wzq9cVjo5wQp6lPQGs_i1N6z0pUc-7s_ohfAfgOtZeGk_sQDdbiVrWr3cLLSng4tp9oJVEIJiTaH5nkMx78j_XBfCMfl/s400/blog1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091948803290140242&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read blogs and have a few that I recommend for your reading in my&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; blog roll&lt;/span&gt; on the right margin of my blog.  All of them are there for unique reasons to myself.  I&#39;ve &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;added two more&lt;/span&gt; today that I should have added a good while back but failed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodney Olsen- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rodneyolsen.net/&quot;&gt;The Journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Morehart- &lt;a href=&quot;http://lifeasamorehart.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Morehart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by and join the conversation with these guys.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ll be glad you did. :)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-blog-links.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjrfkqjjaYCj2pHyeZcpzyP3Bb9MlLUJK2_HWcacT-wzq9cVjo5wQp6lPQGs_i1N6z0pUc-7s_ohfAfgOtZeGk_sQDdbiVrWr3cLLSng4tp9oJVEIJiTaH5nkMx78j_XBfCMfl/s72-c/blog1.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-703167215152183466</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-28T15:22:01.686-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rick Meigs- 67%</category><title>Blog Addiction?</title><description>No way I&#39;m 71% addicted to blogging!  Is denial the first sign? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction&quot; style=&quot;background: transparent url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: rgb(214, 75, 50); text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: Times New Roman,sans-serif; font-size: 30px;&quot;&gt;71%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;How addicted are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-addiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-3827784632830565132</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-26T00:48:30.383-05:00</atom:updated><title>How much do I have to change before you&#39;ll like me?</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0RcwLd9kz7xVM3lbLX9CZttIMLgjkkLrBhGe7xZtHFF88_C7eDsHhCMZMEBZKI7lXS007LT66ZptdFo1eh-t-Av8Po8BaU7GI8uMKSjYuWuAopMIi2b8Klz-p9Vdc0MjY7ywj/s1600-h/Fotolia_3787116_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0RcwLd9kz7xVM3lbLX9CZttIMLgjkkLrBhGe7xZtHFF88_C7eDsHhCMZMEBZKI7lXS007LT66ZptdFo1eh-t-Av8Po8BaU7GI8uMKSjYuWuAopMIi2b8Klz-p9Vdc0MjY7ywj/s400/Fotolia_3787116_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091364421449911858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interesting indeed how often those of us who call ourselves Christians demand a change in others before we&#39;ll let our guard down and accept people just the way they are.   As I read through the Gospels, I don&#39;t recall Jesus saying to the twelve he chose; to change and then come follow him.    He simply invited  them to &quot;follow him&quot;.   I love the way &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.marshill.org/&quot;&gt;Rob Bell&lt;/a&gt; put it in his book titled, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Velvet-Elvis-Repainting-Christian-Faith/dp/031026345X&quot;&gt;&quot;Velvet Elvis&quot;&lt;/a&gt;.  He likens the Christian journey to that of jumping on a trampoline.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;We jump and simply invite people to jump with us, to live the way of Jesus and see what happens&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;The radical hope of the gospel is that if we follow Jesus, change will then happen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if we were more &quot;tolerant&quot; of others as they are, they would be more tolerant in listening to our gospel and thereby be more inclined to accept an invitation to&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; jump&lt;/span&gt; with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  How are you in this area?  Do you typically want to see change before you accept people or are you willing to let them be themselves and allow God to effectuate change?</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-much-do-i-have-to-change-before.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0RcwLd9kz7xVM3lbLX9CZttIMLgjkkLrBhGe7xZtHFF88_C7eDsHhCMZMEBZKI7lXS007LT66ZptdFo1eh-t-Av8Po8BaU7GI8uMKSjYuWuAopMIi2b8Klz-p9Vdc0MjY7ywj/s72-c/Fotolia_3787116_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-5754723275147667519</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-04T00:27:33.981-05:00</atom:updated><title>Have you ever done the Stupid?</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAot3ZbC2Rmk7xLK-xlmnyuv-4MXJOyJ9dZ_EdcvTWDrJzcm1I3-4juX6XAiTrRcLp_iaclTcZR1pArmOKjPTjCYKophJ5-J5iZjEhaYSevSz7pEEyIWK3eKuoU4ubSBzdU_Z/s1600-h/Fotolia_400127_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAot3ZbC2Rmk7xLK-xlmnyuv-4MXJOyJ9dZ_EdcvTWDrJzcm1I3-4juX6XAiTrRcLp_iaclTcZR1pArmOKjPTjCYKophJ5-J5iZjEhaYSevSz7pEEyIWK3eKuoU4ubSBzdU_Z/s400/Fotolia_400127_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089719466155413026&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...Shortly after moving to Texas City, Texas from Bandera, Texas, I&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; changed the address on my Driver&#39;s License to reflect my new address.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; $11.00 and 3 weeks later,&lt;/span&gt; they arrived in the mail.  I took my old license from my wallet and compared the new information to the old and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;everything was satisfactory.&lt;/span&gt;  So, I put what I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;thought&quot;&lt;/span&gt; was my new license in my wallet and placed what I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;thought&quot;&lt;/span&gt; was my old license on my desk for discard later.  Later came and I took the license that was lying on my desk and proceeded to my kitchen.  You have a junk drawer in your house right?  The drawer where all of the odd things end up.  We do too.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The scissors&lt;/span&gt; are in this particular drawer.  I grabbed them with confidence and began cutting up my license that had previously been lying on my desk.  All is well.  That is until I go to the bank to cash a check and they want to see identification.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Beaming with confidence&lt;/span&gt;, I pull out my long, black leather wallet &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;and extract my new license.&lt;/span&gt;  Just because I like the look of my new address, I glanced down to see it again and what I saw stopped me in my tracks.  I mumbled something under my breath.  It was something like, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;O CRAP, NO I DIDN&#39;T!&lt;/span&gt;  I had cut up my NEW Driver&#39;s License not my OLD Drivers License.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I felt sooo stupid!&lt;/span&gt;  So now I have to pay another $11.00 to get another Driver&#39;s License which will take another 3 weeks!  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Whoever said stupidity doesn&#39;t cost, never met me. :-)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-done-stupid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAot3ZbC2Rmk7xLK-xlmnyuv-4MXJOyJ9dZ_EdcvTWDrJzcm1I3-4juX6XAiTrRcLp_iaclTcZR1pArmOKjPTjCYKophJ5-J5iZjEhaYSevSz7pEEyIWK3eKuoU4ubSBzdU_Z/s72-c/Fotolia_400127_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-8270868127446956689</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 04:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-28T19:47:24.183-05:00</atom:updated><title>Cultural Intimacy</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYfoHbi-waRBhuGPiASYAmDSsoWXeuB45BNGSR5_Gu0PABEfFm-xqxi6WodINgAer-xce84fWPOfR93MVYfTFKMqk5rJ53ZeqYwFscZx8-3T4S32vFliyEA2LfgpvVOGQOxKpD/s1600-h/Fotolia_3273444_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYfoHbi-waRBhuGPiASYAmDSsoWXeuB45BNGSR5_Gu0PABEfFm-xqxi6WodINgAer-xce84fWPOfR93MVYfTFKMqk5rJ53ZeqYwFscZx8-3T4S32vFliyEA2LfgpvVOGQOxKpD/s400/Fotolia_3273444_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089137192801286722&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending upon whom you are asking, the question of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;cultural intimacy&lt;/span&gt; will yield a positive or negative response. Should the church or Jesus Followers be intimate with their culture? Intimate as in marked by &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;very close association, contact, or familiarity.&lt;/span&gt;  I think if one studies the life of Jesus they will notice a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;very close association with culture or the world.&lt;/span&gt;  Ah, there&#39;s the real dirty word, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;the world.&lt;/span&gt;  Have you ever noticed how many Christians insist that we are &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;IN&quot;&lt;/span&gt; the world but not &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;OF&quot;&lt;/span&gt; of the world?  They go on to claim that if you&#39;re a friend of the world, you&#39;re an enemy of God.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Could God be his own worst enemy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Scripture is clear that, &quot;God so loved the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; that he gave his only Son that whoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.&quot; John 3:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn&#39;t sound much like God hates the world to me. Does it to you? I hear so many preachers preach this sort of contorted doctrine as if we are to have &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;no alliance with the world whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;  This may stand to reason why their ministries are failing and the only ones that are attending their meetings are those that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;don&#39;t have anything better to do anyway or habit simply gets the better of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus spent much more time in the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;world&quot;&lt;/span&gt; arena than he did the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;religious&quot;&lt;/span&gt; arena.  He was always mixing it up with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;sinners&quot;&lt;/span&gt; and avoiding the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;saints&quot;&lt;/span&gt;.  He spent so much time with the heathen that he was referred to as the &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Friend of sinners&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;  The shame of it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem herein is that too often we misunderstand the real meaning of the word, world. We carelessly define this word to mean &quot;lost humanity&quot;. While there are certainly biblical passages that would support that definition, we must be careful not to use that definition in every instance the word is used. How is it Jesus could say in John 3:16 that&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; God loved the world and then in 1John 2:15 &quot;Love not the world, &lt;/span&gt;neither the things [that are] in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.&quot; It would appear that God is confused and really isn&#39;t sure of what our feelings toward the world should be. But we would be wrong to think that. The words are different in use and context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In John 3:16-17, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;the world&lt;/span&gt; would represent the whole of humanity.  The word in the original Greek is &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Kosmos&lt;/span&gt;, from which we derive, world. Though this word has other meanings such as ornament, decoration, adornment, i.e. the arrangement of the stars, &#39;the heavenly hosts&#39;, as the ornament of the heavens, in the context of John 3:16 it represents you and I and countless others like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1John 2:15, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;the world &lt;/span&gt;would represent world affairs, the aggregate of things earthly.  The word here in the original Greek is also &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Kosmos&lt;/span&gt; but within the context it calls for a separate definition, &quot;The whole circle of earthly goods, endowments riches, advantages, pleasures, etc, which although hollow and frail and fleeting, stir desire, seduce from God and are obstacles to the cause of Christ.&quot; John is saying that we must be crucified to the world and the lusts that fill it. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Our hearts are not capable of holding love for God and a love for the things of this life. The things of this life are the weeds that come up and choke us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then where does this idea that we should be enemies of God if we are friends with the world come from? I think it comes from a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;lack of proper attention and willingness to search God&#39;s heart.  &lt;/span&gt;I cringe when I hear Preachers say we &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;musn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; fellowship with the world (sinners) because &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;what fellowship does light have with darkness?!? &lt;/span&gt; Are we afraid to be like Jesus?  Are we afraid to love our &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Kosmos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;participate in its life and function within its arena?&lt;/span&gt;  Are we afraid to be like Jesus and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;become deeply intimate within our culture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick test will determine where we are in this. Write down on a piece of paper all the names of your friends. You know, those you go to dinner with or have over to your home for dinner or would go to their home for dinner. You know, your friends. Now, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;how many of those friends are sinners or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-believers? &lt;/span&gt; If our list has more believers than non-believers, I wonder just how intimate we are with our &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Kosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/cultural-intimacy_19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYfoHbi-waRBhuGPiASYAmDSsoWXeuB45BNGSR5_Gu0PABEfFm-xqxi6WodINgAer-xce84fWPOfR93MVYfTFKMqk5rJ53ZeqYwFscZx8-3T4S32vFliyEA2LfgpvVOGQOxKpD/s72-c/Fotolia_3273444_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-4586437694556929024</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 13:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-16T08:58:17.176-05:00</atom:updated><title>Cooperation with God</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFK7aJ0MlpmyIMpfR-O8r3reITUANhTVthLJZgIDP9wi-mzhzDVLEOketccinarU5fPWdbmCXt4rOkIWAFhoXhyphenhyphenP31oO6Ex_qgId8aR9a7-ncoLXHrD1DprWUBl3m5l5TPeR_/s1600-h/Fotolia_2733552_S.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFK7aJ0MlpmyIMpfR-O8r3reITUANhTVthLJZgIDP9wi-mzhzDVLEOketccinarU5fPWdbmCXt4rOkIWAFhoXhyphenhyphenP31oO6Ex_qgId8aR9a7-ncoLXHrD1DprWUBl3m5l5TPeR_/s400/Fotolia_2733552_S.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087793331894106658&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Whatever God&#39;s dream about man may be, it seems certain it cannot come true unless man cooperates.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Stella Terrill Mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote because it reminds me that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God and I are a team&lt;/span&gt;.  Though God can do anything and really doesn&#39;t need my involvement, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;He desires my involvement.&lt;/span&gt;  Many times we dismiss the successes in our lives or the lack thereof to the idea that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;God is God and his will will be done regardless of anything else.&quot;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the goals we have set for our lives &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;depends very much&lt;/span&gt; on our cooperation with God.  To work without God or against God is like &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;swimming upstream or cutting against the grain. &lt;/span&gt; Both feel &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;unnatural.&lt;/span&gt;  We were created to work in unison with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is God trying to work in your life to bring about a dream that you have?  Where are you resisting God&#39;s work?  Consider how well you work with Him or against Him.  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;It could make the difference of whether or not you see the dream accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/cooperation-with-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFK7aJ0MlpmyIMpfR-O8r3reITUANhTVthLJZgIDP9wi-mzhzDVLEOketccinarU5fPWdbmCXt4rOkIWAFhoXhyphenhyphenP31oO6Ex_qgId8aR9a7-ncoLXHrD1DprWUBl3m5l5TPeR_/s72-c/Fotolia_2733552_S.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-7516090811936333919</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 04:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T23:05:23.647-05:00</atom:updated><title>A favorite quote of mine...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“Isn’t it the task of the Holy Spirit to introduce some &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;madness and intoxication&lt;/span&gt; into the world? Why this propensity for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;balance and safety&lt;/span&gt;? Don’t we all long for one moment of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;raw risk&lt;/span&gt;, one moment of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;divine madness&lt;/span&gt;?”   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ron Rolheiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/favorite-quote-of-mine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-8180509741585552451</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 15:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-05T10:53:42.545-05:00</atom:updated><title>Kids...</title><description>I&#39;m walking past my kids&#39; bathroom this morning and as I walk past, I glance in.  I see my son standing at the sink with this &quot;stuff&quot; all over his face.  He&#39;s shaving and he&#39;s 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t get alarmed, it&#39;s a &quot;play&quot; shaving kit that Grandma bought him some time ago.  I&#39;m going to have to teach him that there is no need to shave one&#39;s forehead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuVHdd1WhaJrmEW6xrYg6xAHgnd-HkL391IIS0yD1JTUNLCXR4xSNRuscniXoy_uDEWZnzr02BMChRoOOz1AZcjiuK7AcNP-mn6t89_M7rtkeKxAbDuHrLRedbfhvK9wMY2nfw/s1600-h/kids+015.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuVHdd1WhaJrmEW6xrYg6xAHgnd-HkL391IIS0yD1JTUNLCXR4xSNRuscniXoy_uDEWZnzr02BMChRoOOz1AZcjiuK7AcNP-mn6t89_M7rtkeKxAbDuHrLRedbfhvK9wMY2nfw/s400/kids+015.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083741273120840626&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHUlW_obT62jWGVQ6FnnL2jxoSqa7O2K6hfpVoM1ewsbtpTM1gV63ciFejzubjTOiMxdcnaklkoB2WSyKPLJ867WhjPAAvCi_Vf1FMY_1_GieoH-4L5Apa95Sx9iF3BpKdThEM/s1600-h/kids+014.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/07/kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuVHdd1WhaJrmEW6xrYg6xAHgnd-HkL391IIS0yD1JTUNLCXR4xSNRuscniXoy_uDEWZnzr02BMChRoOOz1AZcjiuK7AcNP-mn6t89_M7rtkeKxAbDuHrLRedbfhvK9wMY2nfw/s72-c/kids+015.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498127.post-2831529174123419317</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 03:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-29T22:55:23.293-05:00</atom:updated><title>**WARNING** Random Thought Ahead</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWqxxkuKfggBYxZb810FdSejwPbX0-Fho_LHX37E7jAwcltuBYjKt1u7Qe3iTrXXKZ3arUrC4h3YoeIIvT2CKEaERupvdx9RBGZ8IjQhd0yoTxUxhWaTX7vAp2kJe8rX-ZhRKA/s1600-h/Fotolia_998872_M.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 137px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWqxxkuKfggBYxZb810FdSejwPbX0-Fho_LHX37E7jAwcltuBYjKt1u7Qe3iTrXXKZ3arUrC4h3YoeIIvT2CKEaERupvdx9RBGZ8IjQhd0yoTxUxhWaTX7vAp2kJe8rX-ZhRKA/s400/Fotolia_998872_M.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081698818603096978&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&#39;ve had this on my mind for some time now and though I&#39;m going to just put it out there, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m not prepared to fully blog on the thought yet. &lt;/span&gt; Though I hope to do so soon.  Anyway, I look around my world and &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I see so many people&lt;/span&gt; that are just &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;so disinterested in church&lt;/span&gt; or anything the church has to offer.  I have to ask myself why?  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What is it about church&lt;/span&gt; that people don&#39;t &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;want or don&#39;t need?&lt;/span&gt;  I think a great deal but I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;digress&lt;/span&gt; for now.  I will leave you with my &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; now.  Stew over it, wrestle with it.  I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Church, The Great Disconnect&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blogdivulgence.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-had-this-on-my-mind-for-some-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shannon)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWqxxkuKfggBYxZb810FdSejwPbX0-Fho_LHX37E7jAwcltuBYjKt1u7Qe3iTrXXKZ3arUrC4h3YoeIIvT2CKEaERupvdx9RBGZ8IjQhd0yoTxUxhWaTX7vAp2kJe8rX-ZhRKA/s72-c/Fotolia_998872_M.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>