<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201</id><updated>2024-09-17T15:40:20.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At First Ministries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-1710768902899314216</id><published>2011-04-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:29:29.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Spots</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;This is a repost of a great blog from Jon Acuff. Check out more of Jon&#39;s writing and blogging and stuff at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jonacuff.com/&quot;&gt;www.JonAcuff.com&lt;/a&gt; or at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stuffchristianslike.net/&quot;&gt;www.stuffchristianslike.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Here&#39;s a link to &quot;Grace Spots&quot; on Jon&#39;s blog. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/04/grace-spots/#more-4777&quot;&gt;Link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Enjoy...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A few weeks ago, my family and I went out to dinner together on a  Friday night. The goal was to have a family meal, hang out, and possibly  even enter into the Q realm. Quality Time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apparently every person in the greater Nashville are also had the same idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span id=&quot;more-4777&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the first &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/04/grace-spots/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_3_0_2&quot;&gt;restaurant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;  we went to, we couldn’t even find a parking place. We circled a few  times and then tried a second restaurant. When they told us the wait  time was 45 minutes, I groaned and set the timer on my iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m a little OCD about numbers and sometimes watching the time helps  keep me focused on something other than waiting in the lobby. I’d like  to say that while waiting there I realized our goal of hanging out as a  family was already being accomplished, that we didn’t need food to bond  together as a family, we had each other! This was why we came out in the  first place. The night was already a success as we talked and laughed  about our week in a moment that would have made even Norman Rockwell  jealous. I want to say that, but that would be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
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In moments like that, I tend to become a jerk. I don’t know if it’s  because I’m competitive and want to “beat other people to dinner” or  maybe it’s because I’m impatient. But I started to get really frustrated  and tired of waiting and angry that I did not possess the super powers  to force the little beeper we were holding to go off. Flash red already!&lt;br /&gt;
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When it finally did go off, I walked up to the hostess and said, “I feel like I won &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/04/grace-spots/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_2_0_1&quot;&gt;the lottery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;. I’m so happy I want to give you a hug.” Her response?&lt;br /&gt;
“That would be great, I had a really tough day with my teenager.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Slap in the face. Stomach punch. Throat chop. However you want to say  it, she misinterpreted my passive aggressive/whiny statement as genuine  thankfulness. And that was pretty convicting.&lt;br /&gt;
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It made me realize that there are some moments in life where people  aren’t getting any grace. There are some places where people aren’t  being shown any kindness, ever. There are some times in the day where  people aren’t getting any love. And although I might like to think I am  graceful in those situations, I’m not.&lt;br /&gt;
But what if showing grace to someone was like anything else in life,  you had to be deliberate? What if I could consciously pick ahead of time  “Grace Spots” where no matter what, I was going to do my best to throw  out wild amounts of grace? Would that change somebody’s day? Would that  show someone Christ in a really unexpected way? Maybe, so here are three  I identified:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. At the airport.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Flight attendants, the TSA guards, the gate attendants, these folks  are constantly surrounded by the most impatient, frustrated people on  the planet. What if every time I flew, I went out of my way to treat the  airport like a grace spot?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. The Post Office&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I’ve never had a fast experience at the post office. I’ve never  walked out and thought, “that sure was easy.” But the one guy running  the counter while 80 of us wait in line with &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/04/grace-spots/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_1_0_0&quot;&gt;packages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; didn’t demand, “I want to be understaffed today. I’d prefer to not have any help with me today.” That guy needs grace.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. The DMV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You’re going to want to work your way up to this one. Don’t start  with the DMV. Practice grace on a few Friday nights at restaurants  first. Fly a few times and make a TSA guard laugh or smile before you  practice grace at the Department of Motor Vehicles. This is PhD level  grace and kindness, but they deserve it too. Lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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There’s a chance that you are a fountain of grace and the idea about  deliberately labeling and praying about grace spots is silly to you. You  already show grace everywhere. The planet is your grace spot. I wish I  could say the same thing about my life, but I can’t. I need to keep  grace spots in mind and I’ve already seen it change things.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I was in the ninth grade my mom made me write an apology note to  the dentist. He swore he’d never see me again as a patient because I  was such a jerk to him. So when we moved to Nashville, I determined I’d  pick the dentist’s office as a grace spot. After a few visits of  showering everyone in that office with grace, a new hygienist handled my  appointment. She said, “I was so excited to finally meet you today.  Everyone was talking this morning about how much they enjoy when you  come in for a visit and I hadn’t met you yet.” Then a few days later she  sent me the first hand written thank you note I’ve ever received from a  dentist’s office.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why?&lt;br /&gt;
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Because the dentist’s office is one of my grace spots.&lt;br /&gt;
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What would you say is one of the places you have a seemingly impossible time extending grace?&lt;br /&gt;
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What grace spots could you pick?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/1710768902899314216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/grace-spots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1710768902899314216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1710768902899314216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/grace-spots.html' title='Grace Spots'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-7275069113960146429</id><published>2011-04-12T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:12:16.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don&#39;t Get It....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read this great post today from Pastor Steven Furtick. The guy is a great Pastor, church leader, and all around good dude. I&#39;ve copied and pasted the post here for your reading pleasure. To read more from Steven, check out his blog by clicking the link. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stevenfurtick.com%20/&quot;&gt;www.stevenfurtick.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Do you still not understand? Don’t you remember the five loaves for the five thousand, and how many basketfuls you gathered?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Matthew 16:9&lt;br /&gt;
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There are some things that we just have to learn the hard way. The disciples of Jesus knew this better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two times in the previous two chapters Jesus had provided a miraculous supply of &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.stevenfurtick.com/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_3_0_2&quot;&gt;food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;  for a hungry crowd. Here in chapter 16 Jesus tells them to beware of  the yeast of the Pharisees. The disciples freak out because they didn’t  bring any bread and they think Jesus is hungry and needs them to supply  food.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;They still don’t get it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We could be judgmental, but the truth is that there are things that  are just as elementary that you and I still don’t get. And it’s these  things that keep us in a state of inertia in our walk with God and the  calling He has placed on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I thought it’d be good over the next few days to address some of  the top signs that indicate that we still don’t get it. Confront the  elementary things that are keeping us from launching into a whole new  dimension in our relationship with God. Instead of waiting to start  tomorrow, I thought I’d give you the first one today:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You still feel unworthy to come to God when you fail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You sin and think there needs to be a &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.stevenfurtick.com/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_2_0_1&quot;&gt;grace period&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;  before you can pray for forgiveness. You completely blow it and think  there’s no way God can use you again. Your days are done. Your destiny  disqualified. Might as well sit around and sulk in your  self-condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;
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This really comes down to one thing: &lt;strong&gt;you still don’t understand grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We often think the grace of God is just a commodity to get us to the  point of salvation. But we don’t understand that the same grace that  brought us to the point of salvation is also with us in our daily lives.  &lt;strong&gt;The same power that raised you from the grave of your sin is  the same power that raises you from the mistakes of your everyday life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Proverbs 24:16 says, “&lt;em&gt;The righteous man falls down seven times, but seven times, he rises again&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;
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That’s not what comes to our minds when most of us think of a  righteous person. We think they’re someone who never or rarely falls.  But that’s because our idea of righteousness is rooted in  self-righteousness. The real righteous person is the one who has been  made righteous by Jesus and then can let Jesus pick him &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.stevenfurtick.com/#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_1_0_0&quot;&gt;back up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; when up when he falls.&lt;br /&gt;
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There’s a big difference between falling down (Peter) and falling away (Judas). Grace means God’s got your back. Like Peter, &lt;strong&gt;your failure is not final&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Get back up. Go to back to God. No, you’re not worthy. But neither  were you worthy when you came to God the first time. It was Jesus’  worthiness that made you worthy then.&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes you think the terms of acceptance have changed?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/7275069113960146429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-dont-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7275069113960146429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7275069113960146429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-dont-get-it.html' title='You Don&#39;t Get It....'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-8828129012865948875</id><published>2011-04-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T09:04:12.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&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/AVvXsEif7AEJJtg4zzx0S2yTiJDAcQCWDNOXRfn0GACnmDCrdYBXgIOdeUvArqA2SiAeNQRMAtbmkuDRY-iD1Ax1IOEQQJeFHbyBtNfpjMvdxskJeWroJ6-T7IgQP8mj-FpHygDbQzGRMuob0jvg/s1600/old+man+trash+can.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;298&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7AEJJtg4zzx0S2yTiJDAcQCWDNOXRfn0GACnmDCrdYBXgIOdeUvArqA2SiAeNQRMAtbmkuDRY-iD1Ax1IOEQQJeFHbyBtNfpjMvdxskJeWroJ6-T7IgQP8mj-FpHygDbQzGRMuob0jvg/s320/old+man+trash+can.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A wise old gentleman retired and purchased     a modest home near a junior &lt;nobr&gt;high school&lt;/nobr&gt;. He spent the first few weeks of his &lt;nobr&gt;retirement&lt;/nobr&gt; in     peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young     boys, full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on     every trash can they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day, until     finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The next afternoon, he walked out to meet     the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping them, he said,     &quot;You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. In     fact, I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I&#39;ll give     you each a dollar if you&#39;ll promise to come around every day and do your thing.&quot; The     kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;After a few days, the old-timer greeted the     kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;This recession&#39;s really putting a big     dent in my income,&quot; he told them. &quot;From now on, I&#39;ll only be able to pay you 50     cents to beat on the cans.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The noisemakers were obviously displeased,     but they did accept his offer and continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the     wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Look,&quot; he said, &quot;I haven&#39;t     received &lt;nobr&gt;my Social Security&lt;/nobr&gt; check yet, so I&#39;m not going to be able to give you more than     25 cents. Will that be okay?&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;A lousy quarter?&quot; the drum     leader exclaimed. &quot;If you think we&#39;re going to waste our time, beating these cans     around for a quarter, you&#39;re nuts! No way, mister. We quit!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And the old man enjoyed peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This crafty old man put together a great plan to have peace on his street. Thankfully, God has put together a great plan for you to have peace in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Philippians 4:6-7 says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; &quot;Do not be anxious about  anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with  thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;If&amp;nbsp; you&#39;re worrying today, or if you&#39;re anxious in any way, take a minute a pray a prayer of thanksgiving to God. Thank him for all he has blessed you with, and then simply pour out your heart to him. Tell him what&#39;s worrying you and request his help. Psalm 46 says God is our &quot;&lt;i&gt;ever present help in times of trouble&lt;/i&gt;&quot;. Ask him to guard your heart and your mind, and to give you peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Have a great day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/8828129012865948875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8828129012865948875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8828129012865948875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/04/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7AEJJtg4zzx0S2yTiJDAcQCWDNOXRfn0GACnmDCrdYBXgIOdeUvArqA2SiAeNQRMAtbmkuDRY-iD1Ax1IOEQQJeFHbyBtNfpjMvdxskJeWroJ6-T7IgQP8mj-FpHygDbQzGRMuob0jvg/s72-c/old+man+trash+can.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-4421382956951137674</id><published>2011-03-09T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:01:07.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you only read one thing today... Read this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt; Ok, here&#39;s the deal... I don&#39;t know these people and neither do you, but God has blessed us, and uses us to bless others. Read this and consider how you will help. Then help, and do it quickly. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title entry-title&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://iam4everlearning.blogspot.com/2011/02/guest-post-for-anna-vaprova.html&quot;&gt;Guest Post for Anna Vaprova&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;post-header&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;Dear friends, I&#39;m writing to you with a heavy heart. My family is in  dire need right now, and this is a plea for help. Many of you probably  remember me posting about my 2 year old niece Anna in RUSSIA who has  been fighting cancer for over a year now. I thank all of our fellow  homeschoolers who have offered faithful prayer support, and have  inquired continually about her progress. MANY have asked if there&#39;s  anything they can do..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;As you may not remember the details, last December, we received  the devastating news of Anna having an extremely rare form of cancer:  mixed Germ Cell Tumor (immature Sacrococcygeal teratoma and Yolk Sac  tumor), with metastasis in the surrounding lymph nodes and the lungs .&lt;br /&gt;
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Since her diagnosis, Anna has endured more than most people will in a  lifetime: multiple invasive tests as well as a complicated and  aggressive surgery.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is considered a curative type of cancer and prognosis can be very  good. Russian doctors were able to achieve remission for a while, but  cancer has come back and they can&#39;t pinpoint its location. There is  simply not enough knowledge about this particular type of cancer and  doctors are at a loss as to the plan of&lt;br /&gt;
action. Doctors are urging the parents to seek more accurate diagnostics  and treatment abroad. There are other countries which have a much wider  research base and more innovative technologies/treatment methods  targeting GCT.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have some promising responses from Germany and Israel already, but as  you can imagine, being foreign nationals, no insurance or any other  benefits will be afforded to them as they seek this treatment.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear friends, that&#39;s where you come in. Together, we are in a position  to make a difference . It is unbearable to know that Anna could be cured  but it is impossible because of a shortage of money. We need to raise  money in a short period of time for their medical needs. The  diagnostics, consultations with doctors, and possible treatments in  order to help save Anna&#39;s life will cost thousands of dollars.&lt;br /&gt;
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If God places it on your heart, please consider helping us with this need. please don&#39;t pass this by..&lt;br /&gt;
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Please help circulate about this need among your family, friends,  churches, co-workers. Consider posting about it on any social networks  you are on&lt;br /&gt;
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(Facebook, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;
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If each of us open our hearts and unite our efforts to provide for Anna  and her parents, then realistically we can meet this need quickly and  Anna can get the treatment she so desperately needs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please understand, NO gift is too small. For more information on how to  contribute to the medical needs of this family please visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cancercure4anna.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.cancercure4anna.com/&lt;/a&gt; . There are lots of different ways you can help, including an opportunity to make a tax-deductible contribution.&lt;br /&gt;
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Will you please join our prayer group for Anna and enlist your Sunday School Class, Bible Study and prayer group to pray also: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.pray4anna.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.pray4anna.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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ALSO, If you have ANY information/ideas/suggestions/insights of what  organizations here in the US we can contact and ask for help, please let  us know!&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Each of you should give what you have decided in your heart to give,  not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver. &quot;  (2 Corinthians 9:7)&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken  together and running over, will be poured into your lap...&quot; (Luke 6:38)&lt;br /&gt;
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In HIM,&lt;br /&gt;
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Ola, Brent Snyder and family</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/4421382956951137674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-only-read-one-thing-today-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/4421382956951137674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/4421382956951137674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-only-read-one-thing-today-read.html' title='If you only read one thing today... Read this.'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-8374077414492791943</id><published>2011-02-16T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:47:08.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOM7kh3EBFaKpD2dMUMLxUyiUxmCLNpeoBQ86njAcBFxOcOkpenUkzGQBIPT7xNalhE7wRltI53XFlPkynKC9kDGwSrbzGVKptSSxB6FRpQeBpdh0H1HwfmOTYrE8vI3inJjiSGUySJXS/s1600/photo.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOM7kh3EBFaKpD2dMUMLxUyiUxmCLNpeoBQ86njAcBFxOcOkpenUkzGQBIPT7xNalhE7wRltI53XFlPkynKC9kDGwSrbzGVKptSSxB6FRpQeBpdh0H1HwfmOTYrE8vI3inJjiSGUySJXS/s320/photo.JPG&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for years Disney World has been called &quot;The Most Magical Place on Earth.&quot; I went to Disney World last week hoping to find out if that was true. I saw a little magic. Here&#39;s my story...&lt;br /&gt;
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My wife, mother-in-law, my two kids and I were at the Magic Kingdom. Peyton, my 3 year old son, desperately wanted to drive the Grand Prix cars. (If you&#39;re not familiar with this ride, it&#39;s basically go-karts on a rail system so that no one can wreck anything.) The wait for the ride was about 30-40 minutes. We were making the most of the time by arguing over who was going to win and what color cars we wanted to drive. We watched little kids, teenagers, senior citizens, moms, dads, and anyone else you can think of climb into the cars and speed around the track. I&#39;m sure this day was just like any other day at the park. That was all about to change...&lt;br /&gt;
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You see, anyone can ride these cars. You just have to be a certain height to ride them by yourself. There was a young boy who had stood in line for what I&#39;m sure seemed like an eternity for him. He was expecting to hop in a car all by himself and speed around the track. His family was watching him from the grandstands. They had watched him weave through the line and wait patiently for his turn. The problem was no one had measured him. He was a few inches to short to drive by himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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When his turn came he was measured by the attendant and told he couldn&#39;t ride without an adult. The line was packed shoulder to shoulder with people who were waiting. Without an adult to ride with, he would have to be escorted out. He hung his head in disappointment as the girl in charge put her arm around him and led him to the exit. That&#39;s when the magic happened.&lt;br /&gt;
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From out of no where came a Disney Executive who happened to be walking through the park. In his suit and tie, with his fancy gold Disney name tag and black brief case, this guy started jumping line. Literally, he jumped the fence, went under a divider, unhooked a chain from the railing, jumped over another rail and met them at the exit. He waved his hand to the girl in charge in a matter of fact way, as if to say &quot;I&#39;ve got this&quot;. He smiled at the boy, put his arm around him and led him back to the car. They got in the Grand Prix together. The guy in the suit took the passenger seat and the little boy hopped in behind the wheel. Seats belts were locked in, they looked at each other, and they sped off.&lt;br /&gt;
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We were almost to the front of the line when their turn was over. I tried my best to snap a picture as they drove by. They were both smiling and laughing. They shared something together that neither of them will ever forget. What they didn&#39;t realize was I wouldn&#39;t forget it either.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe this is a modern day picture of what Jesus was talking about in Matthew 25:40. He said, &quot;The King will reply, &#39;I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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The guy in the suit didn&#39;t give the boy water, or clothes. The kid didn&#39;t need those things. At that moment, all that boy needed was someone to ride with him. This man was willing to be what that kid needed. It was truly a blessing to see, and a challenge to be that kind of blessing to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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God may never call you to let some kid drive you around a glorified go-kart track. But if you&#39;ll keep your eyes open like this guy did I&#39;m sure God will show you how you can step up and help someone right when they need it. And when you see it, I pray you&#39;ll jump fences, go under dividers, unhook chains from the railings, and do anything else you need to do to meet the need God reveals to you. &lt;br /&gt;
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So does Disney World live up to its &quot;Magical&quot; billing? Thanks to that dedicated Disney employee who was willing to go way  outside his job description, I believe it does. For at least a few minutes, it truly was the most Magical place on earth... Both for that little  boy, and for me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/8374077414492791943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/02/magical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8374077414492791943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8374077414492791943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/02/magical.html' title='Magical'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOM7kh3EBFaKpD2dMUMLxUyiUxmCLNpeoBQ86njAcBFxOcOkpenUkzGQBIPT7xNalhE7wRltI53XFlPkynKC9kDGwSrbzGVKptSSxB6FRpQeBpdh0H1HwfmOTYrE8vI3inJjiSGUySJXS/s72-c/photo.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-5916905446553084957</id><published>2011-01-24T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:53:33.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretch</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEiurYF09JzPC1Ea_rphfhZHwRSIDOS2fENzQiszTncE6TKbffSeOzh13G4aQlq5xIJBCV4P667SYVBnp84QDleCYJ9g_W0uMEZeaR6Ie1mxTFIaotb_Gjiy5HXldhnyoRdMGA4jB1BDvbq9/s1600/0.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiurYF09JzPC1Ea_rphfhZHwRSIDOS2fENzQiszTncE6TKbffSeOzh13G4aQlq5xIJBCV4P667SYVBnp84QDleCYJ9g_W0uMEZeaR6Ie1mxTFIaotb_Gjiy5HXldhnyoRdMGA4jB1BDvbq9/s200/0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hebrews 11:6 says, &quot;Without faith it is impossible to please God.&quot; Jesus pleaded with his followers, knowing the time was short, reminding them to&amp;nbsp; &quot;be on guard! Be alert!&quot; (Mark 13:33) That&#39;s why it&#39;s time our church begins to constantly ask God to stretch us.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I was a junior in high school, I was a back-up point guard for the varsity basketball team. I had hurt my ankle pretty bad the year before and had missed most of the season. I had a long road ahead of me to work my way back into the rotation. To top things off, I was pretty scared. I went through a lot of pain with my injury and less than a year removed from from that pain I was running, jumping, and playing very cautiously. The fact is, I was scared to death to get hurt again and it was showing.&lt;br /&gt;
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The starting point guard was a guy named Brad. He was a little guy, but he played much bigger than he was. He was strong, athletic, tough as nails, and he expected a lot out of the rest of the team. &lt;br /&gt;
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One day after practice, several of us lined up to try to dunk the ball. We had a few guys who could dunk, and several more who could touch the rim (and thus thought each day may be the lucky day that we actually slam one down!) so we lined up like this after practice almost every day. I was near the back of the line, but when it came my turn, I went for a two hand dunk and (like every time before) the slammed the ball hard off the rim, and I was left hanging on the goal trying to make another miss look cool.&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s when Brad had seen enough. He said (clean version) &quot;Trotter, quit jumping like a girl and dunk it already.&quot; That kind of upset me because I had one of the highest vertical leaps on the team. I was only 5&#39;10 and I was closer to dunking than most of our big guys. Before I could say anything, Brad grabbed me by the arm and began to teach. &quot;You&#39;ve got to get lower if you want to get higher... You&#39;re legs are like coiled springs... You&#39;re not going to hurt yourself you big sissy... get low and explode up.&quot; He told me, he showed me, and he gave me a ball. Now the whole team was watching. I tried it his way... kind of. I got a little lower, but I was still protecting myself. I slammed another off the rim. Brad threw me the ball, called me some names and I was at it again. This time I committed to it. I did it full speed, just like he showed me. To my surprise, I jumped so high that I didn&#39;t know what to do! I kind of threw the ball at the goal as I jumped way up past it. It rattled into the hoop and I descended back to the ground. Some guys were laughing, some were pumped and ready to try again themselves, and some were just shocked. Brad looked at me and said, &quot;Now that&#39;s more like it. You&#39;ll be throwing it down clean in no time. You&#39;re legs have more in them than you think.&quot; He was right. By the time I went home, I was dunking with ease. &lt;br /&gt;
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You know, God teaches these kinds of lessons to his children every day. I&#39;m not talking about lessons in how to maximize the transfer of energy from your calf muscles. I&#39;m talking about the kind of lessons that remind us we have more in us than we think.&lt;br /&gt;
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God wants to stretch us. He wants us to live by faith, and to believe what he says. To experience something new. Something different.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ask God to stretch you. Then follow his direction. He may ask you to teach a class, or host a life group. He may stretch you by prompting you to be a greeter or a prayer warrior. He may ask you to go on a mission trip or to give two or three times more than you&#39;ve ever given before. He may challenge you to do something your closest friends believe is foolish or impossible.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let him stretch you. Attempt what other say can&#39;t be done. You have more in you than you think. God has put more in you than anyone else sees. Ask God to stretch you, and decide to live by faith. Because without faith it&#39;s impossible to please God...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/5916905446553084957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/01/hebrews-116-says-without-faith-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/5916905446553084957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/5916905446553084957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2011/01/hebrews-116-says-without-faith-it-is.html' title='Stretch'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiurYF09JzPC1Ea_rphfhZHwRSIDOS2fENzQiszTncE6TKbffSeOzh13G4aQlq5xIJBCV4P667SYVBnp84QDleCYJ9g_W0uMEZeaR6Ie1mxTFIaotb_Gjiy5HXldhnyoRdMGA4jB1BDvbq9/s72-c/0.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3449001006003518214</id><published>2010-11-22T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:17:22.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regifting Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/AVvXsEhSGzMfY_UaIAEnlRYLBg31TPz4GytWTliMqrTX6G2tYyQAqFFvwpJCNSdkrTPKCi8XM8nhhSB_0O_i33HupHF78xw3rS7t6ipwTrIYyqcRFCV_z1lcVBoSl35SeO0noCoikLDsfN50_Bu9/s1600/Bulletin+3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSGzMfY_UaIAEnlRYLBg31TPz4GytWTliMqrTX6G2tYyQAqFFvwpJCNSdkrTPKCi8XM8nhhSB_0O_i33HupHF78xw3rS7t6ipwTrIYyqcRFCV_z1lcVBoSl35SeO0noCoikLDsfN50_Bu9/s320/Bulletin+3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4-Rzn6tMpUj_wDJUocMKONi4OhZ76vJFu-fg-t4cwXUZvxJSYRJ1gxnak4SLMMs_IjmJPLgdjqm0MrKgL7As88IACquJbSDcN0XAiCPrCSWjFu1yhPLq64YC4Rch455MvnCrUfvk_jHM4/s1600/Card+Front.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Are you familiar with the concept of &quot;Regifting&quot;?&lt;/b&gt; Webster&#39;s Dictionary defines regifting as &quot;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;To give an unwanted gift to someone else; to give as a gift  something one previously received as a gift.&quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Most people would agree that there&#39;s nothing wrong with regifting. &lt;/b&gt;According to regiftable.com more than half of Americans surveyed said they had regifted something and it was perfectly acceptable. Especially when the regifting is beneficial for both the giver and the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But, For every successful &quot;regift&quot; &lt;/b&gt;(that extra toaster you got at your wedding that you gave to your cousin at his wedding and they loved it!), &lt;b&gt;there is at least one or two stories of regifting gone wrong.&lt;/b&gt; Here&#39;s a few examples...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;One woman tells this story...&lt;/b&gt; &quot;I have an aunt who is a bit of a pack rat. I&#39;m used to getting really  tacky gifts from her but don think much of it and just donate them to  goodwill. Its the thought that counts. Well one year she gave me a nice  two pound box of Sees Candies.  I thought wow, finally at least  something I can use. Who doesn&#39;t like chocolate, right? So I open it up  and grab one and take a big bite and immediately spit it out. Something  was horribly wrong. It was disgusting! I thought how can you possibly  mess up chocolate? I look on the box and found a USE BY date and it was a  box from the mid 70&#39;s!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If you like that one, you&#39;ll love this...&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &quot;This year was my high school graduation, and my family members were  more than generous with their overflow of gifts and money. That included  my dead beat grandfather that sent me a gift card from Target dated  from February for 25 dollars, my graduation was in June let me remind  you. I went to Target to pick out a nice 25 dollar item, when I get to  the cash register and was told there was only $13.73 left on it. Yes,  not only an old, but used gift card. My mother was furious with him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;OK, one more just for fun...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_pnlStory&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_lblStoryText&quot;&gt;My  wife had sprung it on me that we were going to my father-in-laws house  for my brother-in-laws birthday and we both realized that we didn&#39;t have  a &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.regiftable.com/RegiftingStories/Default.aspx#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_3_0_2&quot;&gt;gift for him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;  and there wasn&#39;t enough time to run to the store so I decided to go  through my closet in hopes of finding a gift. I opened the closet and  started to rummage through my clothes when low and behold, I find the  Holy Grail that I&#39;m looking for, a BRAND NEW sweater with the TAGS still  attached. My wife quickly wrapped it and we left. After blowing out the  candles he begins to open his gift and when he lifts it up for everyone  to see with a funny smile on his face. I couldn&#39;t tell if he was happy,  disappointed, or disgusted. He turns to me and says &quot; So I guess you  didn&#39;t like the sweater either?&quot; So I said &quot;what do you mean?&quot; all  confused. I he replied &quot;My ex-girlfriend gave me this sweater 3 years  ago and I didn&#39;t care for it so I gave it to you as a Christmas gift a  few years ago.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_pnlStory&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_lblStoryText&quot;&gt;I could read these stories all day! They crack me up...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_pnlStory&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_lblStoryText&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_pnlStory&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;ucStoryListing_rptStories_ctl12_ucStoryDisplay_lblStoryText&quot;&gt;But they also get me thinking... We regift Christmas PRESENTS but what if we simply regifted CHRISTMAS? How many times as Christians do we say something like &quot;The greatest gift ever given to mankind was Jesus Christ.&quot;? What a great gift it was! After all, because of our sin, we were destined for eternal separation from God if not for this gift. We needed Jesus to come just the way he did so that we might receive the gift that Romans 6:23b tells us about when it says, &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but the &lt;b&gt;gift&lt;/b&gt; of God is eternal life in  Christ Jesus our Lord.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Every year at Christmas, we celebrate the virgin birth of our Lord and Savior as he came into the flesh, dwelt among us and made it possible for us to live eternally with him. We reflect on the awesomeness of the gift and we express our continued thanks for the redemptive work that began in Bethlehem over 2,000 years ago. But have you ever thought about taking the gift of Jesus Christ, that was given to you, and REGIFTING it for Christmas? If it truly was the greatest gift you&#39;ve ever received, it stands to reason that someone you know could probably use it as well. What better time of year than Christmas to give the gift of Jesus Christ to someone who needs him?&lt;br /&gt;
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These thoughts have led me to a new series at Vantage Point that will begin on December 12th. It&#39;s Called &quot;Regifting Christmas&quot; and will last for 3 weeks. We will look more specifically at the gifts God has given us and we will challenge ourselves to Regift these gifts to the world. Here&#39;s the schedule:&lt;br /&gt;
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December 12th -&quot;Regifting Love&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
December 19th- &quot;Regifting Hope&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
December 26th- &quot;Regifting Forgiveness&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Please come be with us for this exciting series, during a very exciting time of the year. I know you won&#39;t want to miss it. The best part is, when you&#39;re &quot;Regifting Christmas&quot; you don&#39;t have to remember to change the wrapping paper or the tags on the box!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is a copy of what has been sent to everyone on the Vantage Point mailing list. I&#39;m just trying to make sure everyone gets the message!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;In case you missed the announcement about our services this Sunday, November 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010 I wanted to mail it to you as well. So, here it goes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Due to a scheduling conflict with the Osage Centre, Vantage Point will NOT be meeting for worship on Sunday November 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010. The conflict was accidental on the part of the Osage Centre staff. We will not hold it against them, and we will be meeting at the Osage Centre each week resuming on Sunday November 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010 at 11:15 A.M. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life Groups WILL BE meeting the week of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;. We encourage all of you to participate in a Life Group. If you are not part of a life group and you’d like to be, email me at &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:josh@capevantagepoint.com&quot;&gt;josh@capevantagepoint.com&lt;/a&gt; and I will get you plugged in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We want to assure you, that this kind of conflict will not be the norm. We did consider holding our services in another location, but decided that it would be difficult to inform the community where we would be moving it to under such short notice. Also, to move it and move it back could prove to be a point of confusion for some of our attendees. With these thoughts and much prayer, we have come to realize that this is the best solution for an inconvenient and accidental situation. We trust that you will all be back on the 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; for another great time of worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We value each of you and are glad you’re a part of the Vantage Point Family. Bring a friend with you on the 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; for week 3 of our current series “Elijah”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;God Bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pastor Josh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;P.S- You are invited for lunch in the family life center of First General Baptist Church on November 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. Lunch is free for you and it starts at 12:30 P.M. I’ll be there, and so will many of the familiar faces you see each week at Vantage Point. First General Baptist has a few big lunches like this every year and the members want you to know you are welcome to attend, eat and fellowship any time. See you at Church on the 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. (Come Hungry)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/8621704447320523975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/11/important-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8621704447320523975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8621704447320523975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/11/important-announcement.html' title='Important Announcement'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3581596286092261073</id><published>2010-10-13T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:58:32.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEigiOyT-RH-C99Ds_qaAnXlb5lwsjk4A2BGt5TYEj6CSxLEDU2lXABz6wzvSlzigW2TvD-OdiOGLQqtP8-eM6apLJ0VGMeLEfsxmYKd3VllgsZAFAgMr4-C_gE9wTPZJIr5eu9f0qFB1qcb/s1600/lost.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigiOyT-RH-C99Ds_qaAnXlb5lwsjk4A2BGt5TYEj6CSxLEDU2lXABz6wzvSlzigW2TvD-OdiOGLQqtP8-eM6apLJ0VGMeLEfsxmYKd3VllgsZAFAgMr4-C_gE9wTPZJIr5eu9f0qFB1qcb/s320/lost.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OK, this isn&#39;t about the TV show at all... But they have nice pictures! ha&lt;br /&gt;
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Really, you need to check out this devotional written by Dr. Ed Young... &lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Lost things—and lost  people—don&#39;t always know they&#39;re lost. But the one who has lost them  knows. Sheep don&#39;t know they&#39;re lost, but the shepherd does. A lost coin  doesn&#39;t know it&#39;s lost, but its owner does. The prodigal son didn&#39;t  think he was lost. He thought he was living it up and enjoying the  adventure of a lifetime, but if you had asked his father, he would have  said, &quot;My son is lost.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
Where was the father when his son was lost? Some would argue that he  never left home, never went after his boy. But I believe the father was  in the far country, too. Not a day or night went by that the father was  not with his younger son. Loved ones who are left behind know their own  special kind of lost-ness. The wife of a man who fights in a foreign  country goes to that country in her thoughts a thousand times a day. The  loved one of a hostage is held hostage, too. The parent of a sick child  fights disease just a surely as their boy or girl does, and feels every  pain.&lt;br /&gt;
Day after day, hour after hour, the father of the prodigal was in the  far country, too. He was suffering the anguish and emptiness that a  life of excess brought to his son. There&#39;s not a parent alive who has  not experienced the hurt of their child if there is real love there.  That&#39;s a human picture of the supernatural love of God. He goes where we  go. He feels every loss, every disappointment, every pain. And He loves  us so much that once, for a moment, He turned His back on His own Son  so that we could know that love.&quot; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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LUKE 15: 13&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;...the younger son gathered everything together and went on a journey into a distant country...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Where are you? You&#39;re not alone...&lt;br /&gt;
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Feel free to comment below.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/3581596286092261073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/10/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3581596286092261073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3581596286092261073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/10/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigiOyT-RH-C99Ds_qaAnXlb5lwsjk4A2BGt5TYEj6CSxLEDU2lXABz6wzvSlzigW2TvD-OdiOGLQqtP8-eM6apLJ0VGMeLEfsxmYKd3VllgsZAFAgMr4-C_gE9wTPZJIr5eu9f0qFB1qcb/s72-c/lost.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-1400441107589257563</id><published>2010-10-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:39:05.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Get Your Ear Chewed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSRBD5493godvZSu5TSs1_XVEF1Imii0wZ9OCGV0snrxMAylBdeFpXouOr9kaYtGfuege2eRvsCBQBgtMeu5qaCPJldfepFPjgmwDZiXhob-7C0qycx4lrWXaRNzXYUF5m1HQsfELU-n8O/s1600/mike_tyson-12487.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSRBD5493godvZSu5TSs1_XVEF1Imii0wZ9OCGV0snrxMAylBdeFpXouOr9kaYtGfuege2eRvsCBQBgtMeu5qaCPJldfepFPjgmwDZiXhob-7C0qycx4lrWXaRNzXYUF5m1HQsfELU-n8O/s1600/mike_tyson-12487.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&#39;m going to seriously chew your ear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well... OK, I&#39;m not talking about &quot;Mike Tyson Style&quot; ear chewing... that&#39;s disgusting. I&#39;m talking about giving you a stern talking to about a problem I&#39;ve got. So here it goes... prepare to get your ear chewed... metaphorically of course. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have a problem today... my problem is you. I&#39;m taking issue today with how you &quot;measure&quot; yourself. You know what I mean. You&#39;re checking yourself out, and making excuses for why you&#39;re not doing what you know you need to do. I take even more issue with you about the way you are making excuses or selling yourself short about what you know God is calling you to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Listen Buddy... IT&#39;S NOT ABOUT YOU!! Seriously, this thing is so much bigger than you. And you know that. That&#39;s why you&#39;re making excuses. You&#39;re saying &quot;with my lack of education...&quot; &quot;with my limited income...&quot; &quot;with my poor health...&quot; &quot;with all my past mistakes....I don&#39;t see how I can succeed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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What you should be doing is realizing that &quot;when you are weak, he is strong.&quot; What you should be doing is remembering Ephesians 3:20! It says, &quot;&lt;span id=&quot;main&quot; style=&quot;visibility: visible;&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;search&quot; style=&quot;visibility: visible;&quot;&gt;Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id=&quot;main&quot; style=&quot;visibility: visible;&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;search&quot; style=&quot;visibility: visible;&quot;&gt;God is wanting to do big things in your life, but you keep telling him you can&#39;t do it! What he is trying to get through that thick skull of yours&#39; is that HE&#39;S the ONE that CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Who determines if you can do this or that? Who determines if you&#39;re qualified? Who decides the extent of your blessings? God does! So if he&#39;s laid a dream in your heart, stop making excuses. Get to work on it! Do it! Throw away your measuring stick and accept the plan he has for you. You are smart enough, you are capable, you are able! He has put that in you. No more excuses...You can succeed. Did you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry that I had to get rough with you... but you had it coming. Now come here and give me a hug you rascal...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/1400441107589257563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-going-to-seriously-chew-your-ear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1400441107589257563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1400441107589257563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-going-to-seriously-chew-your-ear.html' title='Come Get Your Ear Chewed'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSRBD5493godvZSu5TSs1_XVEF1Imii0wZ9OCGV0snrxMAylBdeFpXouOr9kaYtGfuege2eRvsCBQBgtMeu5qaCPJldfepFPjgmwDZiXhob-7C0qycx4lrWXaRNzXYUF5m1HQsfELU-n8O/s72-c/mike_tyson-12487.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3636302890387216727</id><published>2010-09-27T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:37:15.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankle Weights</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEgTr7DFXAB5Eoe5JkwSJJwvZLfmdFUBSxooBUskqyqVErrU9ddH7OFGx_fcCiU3boh2ND9S1OawUDuBpA-kfirOqFaeRnXsmagJGZAkF25JR4W-5emUIXBEkswACpTCp-hOACzI4L_dyGjB/s1600/ankle+weights.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTr7DFXAB5Eoe5JkwSJJwvZLfmdFUBSxooBUskqyqVErrU9ddH7OFGx_fcCiU3boh2ND9S1OawUDuBpA-kfirOqFaeRnXsmagJGZAkF25JR4W-5emUIXBEkswACpTCp-hOACzI4L_dyGjB/s320/ankle+weights.jpg&quot; width=&quot;297&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Have you ever tried to run with ankle weights on? You know what I’m talking about, right? Little weights that you strap to your ankle just above your shoe, that are designed to build your leg muscles. They are supposed to tone up the muscles in your leg (especially the ones right around the knee.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I don’t like to run simply for the sake of running. Give me a ball and some people who want to play some kind of game and I’ll still run all day. But to run just for the sake of running is absolutely NO FUN for this guy. So, when I see someone running, just for the sake of it, I consider then committed and more disciplined than I. However, when I see someone running with ankle weights on, I don’t think they’re committed… I think they &lt;u&gt;SHOULD BE&lt;/u&gt; committed…to a crazy person home… because running is hard enough without all that extra weight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Seriously, it should be a sin to run with extra weight on your legs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So, this morning I was reading “The Word for You Today” Daily Devotional. It had a great little write up called “Running the Race”. It said that in Greece, there’s a place tourists seldom visit.&amp;nbsp; The writer of Hebrews may have had in mind when he wrote, &lt;i&gt;“lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and… run with endurance.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;It’s where the Isthmian games, a forerunner to the Olympics, were held: a place where athletes were hailed as heroes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;To develop muscle they trained with weights strapped to their legs, but on the day of the race they stripped off anything that wasn’t essential. There’s a lesson here.&amp;nbsp; We think what we&#39;re clinging to is important. If we didn’t, letting go wouldn’t be a struggle; we’d simply set it down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The Christian life is a race that starts the day you accepted Christ and ends when you meet him face to face.&amp;nbsp; In order to cross the finish line as a winner you must eliminate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anything that slows you down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. In other words, set down anything that hinders your spiritual progress. In and of itself it may not be wrong, but it becomes a weight when it stops you from living for God to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anything that causes you to stumble short of the finish line.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; You must constantly monitor the level of your commitment to Christ, the growth of your faith, your home life, your relationships, your integrity, your work ethic, your thought life and your habits.&amp;nbsp; Make up your mind to stay focused on the prize.&amp;nbsp; Great athletes who won received a garland that eventually withered, but you &lt;i&gt;will “receive the crown of Glory that will never fade” (1 Peter 5:4 NIV).&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Isn’t that worth running the race for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I would say that it is! And I’m also glad to know that the writer of Hebrews in on my side about the whole ankle weight thing…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;What weight is hindering you? Post a comment below and I’ll be praying for you!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/3636302890387216727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3636302890387216727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3636302890387216727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title='Ankle Weights'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTr7DFXAB5Eoe5JkwSJJwvZLfmdFUBSxooBUskqyqVErrU9ddH7OFGx_fcCiU3boh2ND9S1OawUDuBpA-kfirOqFaeRnXsmagJGZAkF25JR4W-5emUIXBEkswACpTCp-hOACzI4L_dyGjB/s72-c/ankle+weights.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-6346794100619011459</id><published>2010-09-21T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:12:55.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a bath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQSUgTTTGedtxN92gAZUwSisrrLTZrGJU2690OtB9aJxTp5UNR0PQfcgZpXL7ixVKTwiSrr-IVgNY4hnAXiAbCc5VTTSt-bOaxxbhXutb5ZSDhyphenhyphen1HCCEaS8ZpcKG2HoMtX8iKcvT0dGt0/s1600/bathtub.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQSUgTTTGedtxN92gAZUwSisrrLTZrGJU2690OtB9aJxTp5UNR0PQfcgZpXL7ixVKTwiSrr-IVgNY4hnAXiAbCc5VTTSt-bOaxxbhXutb5ZSDhyphenhyphen1HCCEaS8ZpcKG2HoMtX8iKcvT0dGt0/s320/bathtub.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;OK, It&#39;s bible bath time... Let&#39;s look at the story of Ruth. Bath time happens in Ruth 3:3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Here&#39;s the context; Naomi tells Ruth it&#39;s time to plan for her future. She needs to go find Boaz and get the ball rolling on making him her husband. As verse 3 begins, Naomi gives Ruth a &quot;to-do&quot; list before she can go get on with her life. The first thing she tells her to do is to &quot;&lt;i&gt;take a bath&lt;/i&gt;&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That got me thinking... what exactly was she washing off? Sure she had plenty of dirt on her from being out in the field but, like most of us, she had some things from her past she needed to clean up as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Think about it... according to the story, Ruth had lost her father-in-law, her brother-in-law, and her own husband. Just two short chapters ago she was a hurting woman saying these words to her mother-in-law, &lt;i&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t urge me to leave you or to turn back from you.  Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will  be my people and your God my God.  Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the LORD deal  with me, be it ever so severely, if anything but death separates you  and me.&quot; &lt;/i&gt;The story tells us that when Naomi heard how serious Ruth was about this, she allowed her to come with her. But, as we read we learn that Naomi never stopped considering Ruth&#39;s future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When they get to Bethlehem, Ruth feels compelled to provide for Naomi. She tries to take hold of the situation. She heads out to try to pick up scraps in a field behind the workers so they can eat. Can you imagine what that must have been like for Ruth? She was owning all the pressure of feeding and providing for herself AND Naomi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Ruth&#39;s life was pretty much a mess. But Naomi was still looking forward toward Ruth&#39;s future while Ruth was scrambling around trying to survive one day at a time. Then Naomi goes to work to clean up this young girl&#39;s life. She says,&lt;i&gt;&quot;My daughter, should I not try to find a home for you, where you will be well provided for?&amp;nbsp;  Is not Boaz, with whose servant girls you have been, a kinsman of ours?  Tonight he will be winnowing barley on the threshing floor.&quot;&lt;/i&gt; (Ruth 3:1-2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Naomi pretty much says, &quot;Hey Ruth... seriously, you&#39;re a wonderful young woman. I won&#39;t be around forever. It&#39;s time I help you move on with you life. Boaz is your future. God has provided him for you and he is right around the corner. It&#39;s time let God give you a fresh start.&quot; Then she says, &quot;Now go take a bath...&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I think many of us are just like Ruth. We&#39;ve had some rough times in our past. Things have not gone our way. And right now, maybe you are clinging to anything familiar that will allow you to hang on to whatever you had. But, as you do that, you are also clinging on to the pain, the hurt, all the bad memories, and every other fear that you associate with that time of your life. You need to move on. I challenge you today to listen to good old Naomi, and &quot;Take a bath.&quot; Let Jesus Christ clean up all the pain or regret from your past and look forward to a Christ centered future. Let him wash off all of the dirt from the work you&#39;ve been trying to do to provide for yourself and you just accept what God has put in front of you. Your new life is waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Isaiah 43:18-19 says, &lt;i&gt;&quot;Forget the former things... I am doing a new thing... I am making a way.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s God&#39;s promise for you. Place your hope in him. Go jump in the tub, clean up, and start fresh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But seriously, don&#39;t take all day in there... your sister needs to blow dry her hair!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/6346794100619011459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-bath.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/6346794100619011459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/6346794100619011459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-bath.html' title='Take a bath...'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQSUgTTTGedtxN92gAZUwSisrrLTZrGJU2690OtB9aJxTp5UNR0PQfcgZpXL7ixVKTwiSrr-IVgNY4hnAXiAbCc5VTTSt-bOaxxbhXutb5ZSDhyphenhyphen1HCCEaS8ZpcKG2HoMtX8iKcvT0dGt0/s72-c/bathtub.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-5364730757142373438</id><published>2010-09-16T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:06:22.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Fighting Naked&quot;</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEiys6z-FLBKvg-JXpgoFesDsAYkWB1Rj15tFnklyIenaojAPDNxdj4Jm6PsedYp1nP2TgTsPDXFgVlIwHFNLeP3_qa095w6yRDyw-3jK9C8xiDTjIqticoCGsTh3Gsi34euKgktQs-sJO6R/s1600/sumo-wrestling-size-does-matter.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiys6z-FLBKvg-JXpgoFesDsAYkWB1Rj15tFnklyIenaojAPDNxdj4Jm6PsedYp1nP2TgTsPDXFgVlIwHFNLeP3_qa095w6yRDyw-3jK9C8xiDTjIqticoCGsTh3Gsi34euKgktQs-sJO6R/s320/sumo-wrestling-size-does-matter.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever wondered what you would do if someone tried to mug you or pick a fight with you in a street or a parking lot? I have. I&#39;ve thought about it. I&#39;ve actually got a fool proof plan to ensure my safety.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m getting naked.&lt;br /&gt;
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You see, I&#39;m betting that the mugger or assailant really wouldn&#39;t want to wrestle or grapple with a naked dude because I know that I would never want to wrestle or grapple with a naked dude. Seriously, it&#39;s gross. Even if I won, I&#39;d feel like a loser. So, my #1 rule in a fight is to get naked. You may think It&#39;s crazy, or weird, but that&#39;s my plan.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, that is... if it&#39;s a physical fight. If it&#39;s a spiritual fight, I have to do something else entirely.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I began working on a new message series called, &quot;I Am Sin&quot;. The plan is to personify sin, understand the enemy, and deal with it as we are taught in Ephesians 6. So, I was re-reading Ephesians 6 and came to verse 13 where it says, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Therefore, put on every piece of God’s armor so you will be able to  resist the enemy in the time of evil. Then after the battle you will  still be standing firm.&quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;That got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a linear statement, right? It says, &quot;Then&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;THEN after the battle you will be standing firm&quot;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;It sure sounds like to me that the full armor of God is a prerequisite to being able to stand. Now, I realize that this may seem a little elementary to some of you reading this, but I want to make sure we understand exactly what the implication of this scripture really is to Christians today.&lt;br /&gt;
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This scripture implies that if you&#39;re not standing, you&#39;ve been knocked down. It implies that if you&#39;ve been knocked down, you didn&#39;t have the armor on. It implies that if you didn&#39;t have the armor on, it&#39;s a YOU problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Therefore, put on EVERY PIECE of God&#39;s armor so you will be able to resist the enemy in the time of evil. THEN after the battle you will be STANDING firm.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Why does it seem that the devil is beating up on you all the time? Why does it seem like you never quite get to where God wants you to be? Why do you feel like you keep getting knocked down? Could it be because we can&#39;t follow instructions? We aren&#39;t wearing every piece of God&#39;s armor are we? WE ARE FIGHTING NAKED!&lt;br /&gt;
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Fighting naked doesn&#39;t work when the enemy is shooting fiery arrows! (Eph 6:16)&lt;br /&gt;
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So let&#39;s get you clothed. Let&#39;s put the armor on. Here&#39;s the whole list:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Stand your ground, putting on the&lt;u&gt; belt of truth&lt;/u&gt; and the &lt;u&gt;body armor of God’s righteousness&lt;/u&gt;. For &lt;u&gt;shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News&lt;/u&gt; so that you will be fully prepared.&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;In addition to all of these, hold up the&lt;u&gt; shield of faith&lt;/u&gt; to stop the fiery arrows of the devil.&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;Put on &lt;u&gt;salvation as your helmet&lt;/u&gt;, and take the &lt;u&gt;sword of the Spirit,&lt;/u&gt; which is the word of God.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Find the part(s) of the armor that your life has been missing. Put it on. Put on EVERY PIECE. THEN you will stand. God has given you everything you need. Just follow the directions and stop fighting naked...&lt;br /&gt;
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Seriously, stop it... it&#39;s a little weird.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/5364730757142373438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-ever-wondered-what-you-would.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/5364730757142373438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/5364730757142373438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-ever-wondered-what-you-would.html' title='&quot;Fighting Naked&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiys6z-FLBKvg-JXpgoFesDsAYkWB1Rj15tFnklyIenaojAPDNxdj4Jm6PsedYp1nP2TgTsPDXFgVlIwHFNLeP3_qa095w6yRDyw-3jK9C8xiDTjIqticoCGsTh3Gsi34euKgktQs-sJO6R/s72-c/sumo-wrestling-size-does-matter.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3443587987370605949</id><published>2010-09-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:41:21.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;I Think therefore I am ... Lazy&quot;</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEi4MB2-wD7eso8Worf3ZbzvZA8t8v6mJXJRnFWyJtGRBwkSF8KB2H6K-hxCe8ILwc-YVAOLsMT1cjJ_NITq-2GvbCgRzNrI3ccUYTk1rmq3IRGtuDCKYBaWUVZitX5j-lBR_pyF_RUPWwkU/s1600/GoodIntentions.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MB2-wD7eso8Worf3ZbzvZA8t8v6mJXJRnFWyJtGRBwkSF8KB2H6K-hxCe8ILwc-YVAOLsMT1cjJ_NITq-2GvbCgRzNrI3ccUYTk1rmq3IRGtuDCKYBaWUVZitX5j-lBR_pyF_RUPWwkU/s400/GoodIntentions.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When Rene Descartes penned the words, &quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je pense donc je suis&quot; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(translated to English: &quot;I think therefore I am.) in 1637, he was making a philosophical statement. Almost 400 years later, I&#39;d like to try to use his famous line to describe the average American Christian. Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I think therefore I am... lazy.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m not trying to be mean. I&#39;m as guilty as the next guy. Just follow me here and see if you might agree. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think &quot;good ideas&quot; may be the biggest detriment to Christianity in America. I know that&#39;s a pretty bold statement, but let me explain my line of reasoning for a second...&lt;br /&gt;
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As America has moved away from the &quot;blue collar&quot;, work with our hands, get dirty to get the job done culture, to a &quot;white collar&quot;, work with our heads, work smarter not harder kind of work ethic; we have neglected the potential impact that cultural shift would have on our spiritual lives. What I mean is this, today many Americans will go to work, sit in some meeting and be rewarded (possibly given a raise or promoted) for a really good... IDEA. Not just any idea, but an idea that someone else will actually have to implement and do. An idea in which their hands will never actually get dirty, they will not sweat a drop, and they will receive no other internal gratification other than the bragging rights to the &quot;idea&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I spent the first 8 years of my adult life in sales and sales management. I was an &quot;idea guy&quot;. I was pretty good at it. My ability to think of ways to better how we do things allowed my family to earn a nice income for several years. But the truth is, all that brain work made me soft. I thought of things and other people tried them. I never had to commit so much to anything that I&#39;d have to actually think about, and choose to make it happen all on my own. That leads me back to my opening statement. good ideas may be the biggest detriment to Christianity in America.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dr. Howard Hendrix writes, &quot;Anybody can come up with a grandiose scheme for change. One person may say he wants to reach the world for Christ. Somebody else wants to deeply study each book of the bible over the next five years. Someone else plans to memorize 100 bible verses. Somebody else is going to become a Christ-like spouse. WONDERFUL! When are you going to begin? Because until you answer that, all you have is good intentions.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe it&#39;s hard to be a Christian in a culture that rewards you for intending to do something. Or even worse, for simply coming up with a good idea that we should all probably be doing to grow in our faith. It didn&#39;t work that way for those in the early church. Look at James 1:22 for a minute...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;sup&gt;&quot;&lt;/sup&gt;But don’t just listen to God’s word. You must do what it says. Otherwise, you are only fooling yourselves.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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It doesn&#39;t say, &quot;I&#39;ve got an idea, let&#39;s think about doing what God&#39;s word says...&quot; or, &quot;I think we all should intend to do what the bible says.&quot; Is it at least possible that the value we have placed on thinking has allowed us to justify good ideas as an end instead of a beginning? The world says, &quot;It&#39;s the thought that counts...&quot; But is it really?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m doing my best to let this scripture help shape me. After all Romans 12:2 tells us to &quot;not conform to the ways of the world.&quot; and James ends chapter 1 with the phrase &quot;keep yourself from being polluted by the world&quot;. I don&#39;t want to be about good intentions. I want to be about good work. I don&#39;t want to be about ideas, I want to be about action.&lt;br /&gt;
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God richly blessed me with the chance of a lifetime. I got to move to Cape Girardeau, MO to partner with great people that love God to start Vantage Point Church. The process changed my life. What started out as a good idea, became reality because of a whole lot of action by a whole lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what about you? Do you have a &quot;good idea&quot; that you think God has placed on your heart? Have you been intending to do something for him for some time? If so I&#39;ve got an IDEA for you...&lt;br /&gt;
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Start doing!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/3443587987370605949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-think-therefore-i-am-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3443587987370605949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3443587987370605949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-think-therefore-i-am-lazy.html' title='&quot;I Think therefore I am ... Lazy&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MB2-wD7eso8Worf3ZbzvZA8t8v6mJXJRnFWyJtGRBwkSF8KB2H6K-hxCe8ILwc-YVAOLsMT1cjJ_NITq-2GvbCgRzNrI3ccUYTk1rmq3IRGtuDCKYBaWUVZitX5j-lBR_pyF_RUPWwkU/s72-c/GoodIntentions.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-2164908873195498379</id><published>2010-09-09T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:24:22.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Candy, Gasoline, and Gorilla Suits...</title><content type='html'>Ok... I know how to change the world... we&#39;re going to need some supplies. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJaNgYvFAkZ8C2UxHKkio0HIVNxwtsoCGTNkaSlnJGduoOP0EiRDGe4qnFnII32kG5nSc9p4wY2jHQN-Rh1PbJekAZogWUeKyQNtSeEShVy_cOpri-DsRj-gBU7lJdmFU0gV3pz7inp9ld/s1600/guerrillalove+invite+copy.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJaNgYvFAkZ8C2UxHKkio0HIVNxwtsoCGTNkaSlnJGduoOP0EiRDGe4qnFnII32kG5nSc9p4wY2jHQN-Rh1PbJekAZogWUeKyQNtSeEShVy_cOpri-DsRj-gBU7lJdmFU0gV3pz7inp9ld/s320/guerrillalove+invite+copy.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*1,000 bottles of water&lt;br /&gt;
* a ton of candy bars&lt;br /&gt;
* about 6-8 gas pumps&lt;br /&gt;
*2-4 Gorilla suits&lt;br /&gt;
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I know you may think that sounds like I&#39;m making fun of MacGyver or something, but I can make a pretty good case that those ingredients can add up to world change. You see, over the last month we&#39;ve been vamping up to the launch of Vantage Point Church at the Osage Center in Cape Girardeau, MO. God called the fine folks at First General Baptist Church to fund and execute this mission a few years back, and here we are today about to launch this ministry THIS SUNDAY (Sept. 12, 2010).&lt;br /&gt;
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Long story short, we felt like God was telling us to let the area know we were here by serving them. So to promote our first message series &quot;Guerrilla Love&quot; we dressed up in gorilla costumes (It&#39;s a pun... funny right...) and bought $1,200.00 worth of gas for random unsuspecting patrons of the local AMERIMARKET gas station. The reaction was incredible. People could not believe that their gas was totally FREE! They were even more shocked when we asked for nothing in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many of them asked why we would buy them a free tank of gas. Our standard reply was something like, &quot;Well back in the day, Jesus showed his love for people by meeting their needs. We want to be like him, and it looks like you need some gas!&quot; The best part is, it truly made these people&#39;s days. They left happier than when they pulled in. They experienced the Love of Jesus Christ at the gas pump. Many people told us they could get on board with a church that would take people&#39;s needs seriously and do this kind of thing. A few people even told us they&#39;d be at church for our grand opening. But, everybody told us thank you... and they meant it.&lt;br /&gt;
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We got pretty pumped up! So we took the gorilla suits on down to Southeast Missouri State University and handed out candy bars and bottles of water to students who were hurrying to class for 2 days. They students loved the candy, were refreshed by the water, and asked questions about our church. A few even entered into deep theological talks about Jesus and decided to come check out our grand opening. Most importantly though, those students got what they needed that day... a little taste of God&#39;s love for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can&#39;t help but wonder what would happen if we all decided to go out tomorrow and help some complete stranger with something they need in the name of Jesus Christ. Isn&#39;t that what we are called to do anyway?&lt;br /&gt;
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Matthew 25:34-40 says:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24040&quot;&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;&quot;Then the King will  say to those on his right, &#39;Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take  your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of  the world. &lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24041&quot;&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt;For I was  hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me  something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, &lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24042&quot;&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24043&quot;&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt;&quot;Then  the righteous will answer him, &#39;Lord, when did we see you hungry and  feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? &lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24044&quot;&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt;When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? &lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24045&quot;&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt;When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-24046&quot;&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt;&quot;The King will reply, &#39;I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m a little bit embarrassed that I&#39;ve not taken that passage as personally as I should have. After all, in our modern, media driven culture, we see people in need everyday. I don&#39;t know about you, but I&#39;ve walked past or driven by plenty of needs that I probably could have met. Mostly because I was in a hurry, or wasn&#39;t paying attention. I don&#39;t think that&#39;s a very good excuse though. It&#39;s time for more from me... I know better. Come to think of it, you probably do too. Is it safe to say that you&#39;ve not done very much to share the Love of Christ with the world?&lt;br /&gt;
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You see, I think we&#39;ve called ourselves Christians for years without really striving to live up to the word. I say we change that. Let&#39;s dare to show the love of Christ to our friends, our family, and even complete strangers. Let&#39;s ambush our towns with surprise attacks of love. Let&#39;s unleash Guerrilla Love on a lost and dying generation. Let&#39;s see lives changed... let&#39;s see the world changed! Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Good!&lt;br /&gt;
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You bring the candy bars... I&#39;ve got the gorilla suits.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/2164908873195498379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/water-candy-gasoline-and-gorilla-suits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2164908873195498379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2164908873195498379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/water-candy-gasoline-and-gorilla-suits.html' title='Water, Candy, Gasoline, and Gorilla Suits...'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJaNgYvFAkZ8C2UxHKkio0HIVNxwtsoCGTNkaSlnJGduoOP0EiRDGe4qnFnII32kG5nSc9p4wY2jHQN-Rh1PbJekAZogWUeKyQNtSeEShVy_cOpri-DsRj-gBU7lJdmFU0gV3pz7inp9ld/s72-c/guerrillalove+invite+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3036188024194711663</id><published>2010-09-02T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:44:12.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;To Prove or Not To Prove&quot;</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEiuzyAouHDmoE5k5_h_7bkIgE91fKyP0dARzhmzPc4CpL7XX1XmlNxvVQvG4HDSRDLrNMOdTcjAEcwjpaz8E_McD0WNyO0q-JoGaKVsArdw7lj1_MwZsZEMMZsE3_vXiqTKBC1Wimu457wK/s1600/633496864146596368-Criticism.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;256&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzyAouHDmoE5k5_h_7bkIgE91fKyP0dARzhmzPc4CpL7XX1XmlNxvVQvG4HDSRDLrNMOdTcjAEcwjpaz8E_McD0WNyO0q-JoGaKVsArdw7lj1_MwZsZEMMZsE3_vXiqTKBC1Wimu457wK/s320/633496864146596368-Criticism.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There was a        little boy named Johnny who used to hang out at the local corner market. The        owner didn&#39;t know what Johnny&#39;s problem was, but the boys would constantly        tease him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;They would always comment        that he was two bricks shy of a load, or few fries short of a happy meal or something like that. To        prove it, sometimes they would offer Johnny his choice between a nickel (5        cents) and a dime(10 cents) and Johnny would always take the nickel - they said,        because it was bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;One day after Johnny grabbed        the nickel, the store owner took him aside and said, &quot;Johnny, those boys are        making fun of you. They think you don&#39;t know the dime is worth more than the        nickel. Are you grabbing the nickel because it is bigger, or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Slowly, Johnny turned        toward the store owner and a big grin appeared on his face and he        said,&quot;Well, if I took the dime, they&#39;d stop doing it, and so far I have saved        $20.00! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Johnny is my kind of kid! He didn&#39;t have to prove anything... What about the rest of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I believe our modern culture has taught us to be defensive. We always feel like we have something to prove. Most of us, unlike little Johnny, lack the capacity to take harsh words from critics. The trouble is, we listen to critics, and begin to get distracted by wondering if what they are saying is right, or by attempting to &quot;put them in their place&quot; when we know they&#39;re wrong. That&#39;s what WE do... but how did Jesus handle critics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;At the cross, skeptics said, &quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you&#39;re the son of God, come down from the cross.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&quot; (Matt 27:14) His reaction? He refused to let their comments intimidate him or to change his plans. He didn&#39;t need their approval, he already had his father&#39;s approval! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Matt 3:17)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Jesus didn&#39;t waste time answering His critics. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Jesus made no reply, not even a single charge - to the great amazement of the governor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&quot; (Matt 27:14). Jesus didn&#39;t respond to critics. Do you know what he did respond to? He responded to hunger. You may know the story. When the crowd had been with him all day he fed them... ALL 5,000 of them (plus women and children)! He responded to needs, he responded to seekers, he responded to the little children, but never to the critics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Jesus didn&#39;t focus on the past, he focused on the future. Think about it... his mother was pregnant with him before she was married. Only a few people knew the truth! Jesus grew up with this, but he didn&#39;t feel the need to explain his past to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Neither should you... Stop complaining about growing up poor, or limited education, or business failures, or about people who&#39;ve let you down. Stop advertising your pain and meditating on your flaws. All of us are challenged in some way. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Remember you are not the former things, don&#39;t even consider your past. Behold, I will do a New Thing.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Isa 43:18-19)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You don&#39;t have to prove a thing. God knows you and loves you. So keep taking the nickels and build up the life that God has planned for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/3036188024194711663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-prove-or-not-to-prove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3036188024194711663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3036188024194711663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-prove-or-not-to-prove.html' title='&quot;To Prove or Not To Prove&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzyAouHDmoE5k5_h_7bkIgE91fKyP0dARzhmzPc4CpL7XX1XmlNxvVQvG4HDSRDLrNMOdTcjAEcwjpaz8E_McD0WNyO0q-JoGaKVsArdw7lj1_MwZsZEMMZsE3_vXiqTKBC1Wimu457wK/s72-c/633496864146596368-Criticism.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-2010798338339968456</id><published>2010-09-01T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:21:09.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Seven Times&quot;</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEhW4g3t5uXeqTamUvf0xaAIjHLJKXnVdMPkg0DgwHDGuOov-nLbOLGnxA2tUtaxQ5J6vEa1fG-0Yr-Tuw_-ewjPkErTkZMYINcB_RsIg0iehPIjQma6hViOvk8vJUF-dqWD133Rnz_5jqMf/s1600/633991795909814450-PERSISTENCE.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW4g3t5uXeqTamUvf0xaAIjHLJKXnVdMPkg0DgwHDGuOov-nLbOLGnxA2tUtaxQ5J6vEa1fG-0Yr-Tuw_-ewjPkErTkZMYINcB_RsIg0iehPIjQma6hViOvk8vJUF-dqWD133Rnz_5jqMf/s400/633991795909814450-PERSISTENCE.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 1 Kings 18, Elijah the prophet told King Ahab that the drought in the land was over and the rains were coming.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Then Elijah told his servant, &#39;Go up now, look toward the sea.&#39; So he went and looked and said, &#39;There is nothing.&#39; And seven times he said, &#39;Go again.&#39; Then it came to pass the seventh time that he said, &#39;There is a cloud, as small as a man&#39;s hand, rising out of the sea!&#39; So he said, &#39;Go up, say to Ahab, Prepare your chariot and go down before the rain stops you&#39;... In the meantime... the sky became black...and there was heavy rain.&quot; (v.43-45)&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you imagine what it must have been like to be Elijah&#39;s servant on this day? What would our attitude have been?&lt;br /&gt;
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1st time...&quot;Servant, Go up and look toward the sea&quot;... &quot;Sure Elijah! No Problem, anything for you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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3rd time... &quot;Get up and go again.&quot;... &quot;Come on dude, I just sat down... oh alright.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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5th time... &quot;Get up and go again&quot; ... (thinks... He&#39;s losing it. I&#39;ve already told him there&#39;s nothing. And SERIOUSLY! We&#39;ve been in a drought for ages!)&lt;br /&gt;
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The 6th time some of us may have even had a few choice words for Elijah under our breath. Then the seventh time... Would you have seen it? Would you have seen that tiny little cloud?&lt;br /&gt;
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What amazes me about the servant is that after he had looked so many times before, he was still searching hard enough that he was able to find &quot;a cloud, as small as a man&#39;s hand&quot;. By the seventh time, most of us would&#39;ve quickly scanned the sky and headed back with our same old report.&lt;br /&gt;
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The persistence of the servant is a lesson we should all learn. He looked for God&#39;s promise, to the best of his ability, every time. Because of this, he saw a tiny little &quot;hand-sized&quot; blessing that was on the way. As it turned out, what looked like a tiny little &quot;hand-sized&quot; blessing ended up being heavy rain! I believe we should all be looking every day for the little miracles, that God sends our way. If we can&#39;t recognize them, we may miss the big ones that have an opporitunity to change our lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you&#39;ve been waiting on God to show up in your life, and to bring with him something you desperately need, then I challenge you to &quot;Get up and go again.&quot; You&#39;re cloud my be forming right now...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/2010798338339968456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/seven-times.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2010798338339968456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2010798338339968456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/09/seven-times.html' title='&quot;Seven Times&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW4g3t5uXeqTamUvf0xaAIjHLJKXnVdMPkg0DgwHDGuOov-nLbOLGnxA2tUtaxQ5J6vEa1fG-0Yr-Tuw_-ewjPkErTkZMYINcB_RsIg0iehPIjQma6hViOvk8vJUF-dqWD133Rnz_5jqMf/s72-c/633991795909814450-PERSISTENCE.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-3534760129837824135</id><published>2010-08-18T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:25:17.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Work Matters to God (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEiP4udwA-H0pTgRq3NuumH9oCKAvW9Yjp0lxM65xGLsX3nSk2oZFHs2iySUcuDzbMjBNBHPggKrfXxMK4NpRmf8D1EW6Gs6cdilKYUOQGH5Z_ittORHnC_S16qEWJw5b_XTEV3Hfy0y9c4N/s1600/stupid+sign.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;206&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP4udwA-H0pTgRq3NuumH9oCKAvW9Yjp0lxM65xGLsX3nSk2oZFHs2iySUcuDzbMjBNBHPggKrfXxMK4NpRmf8D1EW6Gs6cdilKYUOQGH5Z_ittORHnC_S16qEWJw5b_XTEV3Hfy0y9c4N/s320/stupid+sign.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Human Resources Director was taken aback when he heard what the  job applicant asked to be paid. &quot;you certainly expect to be compensated  well for a beginner.&quot; The applicant replied, &quot;Well sure, work is a lot  harder when you don&#39;t know what you&#39;re doing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I can appreciate the honesty there, but the reality is that many  of us feel like we don&#39;t always know what we&#39;re doing! Have you ever  felt that way? I know I have. Even right now, as we start Vantage Point  and begin holding church services at the Osage Center every Sunday  (starting Sept. 12th), I struggle with all of the moving parts. One day,  I feel like I have it all together and everything is coming along  perfectly. The next day, I feel completely overwhelmed by the grand  responsibility. I&#39;m sure most of you can relate.&lt;br /&gt;
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How often do you let your work overwhelm you? How often do you  bite off more than you can chew? What gets you through those times? For  me, it&#39;s the reminder that my work matters to God. I can be committed to  my work when I know I am working for my Lord and King. I want to draw  closer to Jesus. I want to be more like him.&lt;br /&gt;
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When his work weighed heavy on him he said, &quot;My Father never stops working, and so I keep working too.&quot; (John 5:17)&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus was committed to his work. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;
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Abraham Lincoln said, &quot;Commitment is what transforms a promise  into a reality... it&#39;s the daily triumph of integrity over skepticism.&quot; I  don&#39;t know about you, but I think it&#39;s easy to forget that our  commitment to our work is a commitment to God. Doing your work to the  best of your ability is not an issue of courtesy, it&#39;s an issue of  character.&lt;br /&gt;
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When an admirer approached the world renowned pianist Van Cliburn  after one of his concerts and said, &quot;I&#39;d give my life to be able to  play like you&quot;, Cliburn simply replied, &quot;I did!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus was committed to giving his life to his work. We should be too. After all, it matters to God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/3534760129837824135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-work-matters-to-god-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3534760129837824135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/3534760129837824135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-work-matters-to-god-part-2.html' title='Your Work Matters to God (Part 2)'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP4udwA-H0pTgRq3NuumH9oCKAvW9Yjp0lxM65xGLsX3nSk2oZFHs2iySUcuDzbMjBNBHPggKrfXxMK4NpRmf8D1EW6Gs6cdilKYUOQGH5Z_ittORHnC_S16qEWJw5b_XTEV3Hfy0y9c4N/s72-c/stupid+sign.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-2407762845706339404</id><published>2010-08-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:39:11.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Work Matters to God (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2ma4hMlNmGlRbZH_VCklTU8oKJPLPl1DKrDvwMBmS59035WRw6F1R_e_jDDfJPu4XnJ2kqO06xQ24CWAhJG4Qy73wmblnKqSQ2JPg_YB2d9gYehJ87RZsVAnWerfNr40NcalTe52qvx-/s1600/dog_working_on_laptop.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;211&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2ma4hMlNmGlRbZH_VCklTU8oKJPLPl1DKrDvwMBmS59035WRw6F1R_e_jDDfJPu4XnJ2kqO06xQ24CWAhJG4Qy73wmblnKqSQ2JPg_YB2d9gYehJ87RZsVAnWerfNr40NcalTe52qvx-/s320/dog_working_on_laptop.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A salesman stopped to visit a client and was amazed to find a big dog emptying wastebaskets. &quot;All part of the job!&quot; the dog said cheerfully. &quot;Does your boss know how fortunate he is to have a talking dog?!?&quot; the salesman asked. &quot;No,&quot; replied the dog, &quot;and don&#39;t tell him or he&#39;ll have me answering the phones next!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aren&#39;t we like that dog sometimes? We hide our talents so that we can just skate through our day, doing as little as possible, then go home. Heaven forbid our employers find out all of our skills... they might make us do more work! The irony is that God never intended for work to be such a drag. God desires for your work to bring you joy and Him Glory. &lt;br /&gt;
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The bible says in Ecclesiastes 2:24, &quot;There is nothing better than to... find satisfaction in work... these pleasures are from God.&quot; (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever thought about your work as something that glorifies God? The truth is, we need you. Every job is important. Cities need plumbers, electricians and pest control guys. Nations need soldiers, senators, and I.R.S auditors. Stop lights break, bones break, kids need teachers and care takers, our judicial system needs judges, lawyers, security guards, paralegals, assistants, janitors (to keep that courthouse looking clean!) and clerks. In every walk of life, there are countless jobs to be done. Each job is a chance to serve God in a unique way. When you think about how much we depend on one another getting our jobs done, it&#39;s not hard to see how God could use us to make big impacts on our world through our work. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you think about it, you&#39;ll notice that your career consumes half of your life! Shouldn&#39;t it showcase God and his work in you? Don&#39;t those 40-60 hours a week belong to God too? &lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus said, &quot;My Father never stops working... so I keep working too.&quot; (John 5:17 NCV)&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that your job can be tough. Sometimes, you just don&#39;t want to do it anymore. In times like this, remember that God wants to use you to make a difference in your chosen field. Be the best you can be. &quot;Our Father never stops working...&quot; Neither should we. Remember today how much God loves you, and how much your work matters to Him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/2407762845706339404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-work-matters-to-god-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2407762845706339404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/2407762845706339404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-work-matters-to-god-part-1.html' title='Your Work Matters to God (Part 1)'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2ma4hMlNmGlRbZH_VCklTU8oKJPLPl1DKrDvwMBmS59035WRw6F1R_e_jDDfJPu4XnJ2kqO06xQ24CWAhJG4Qy73wmblnKqSQ2JPg_YB2d9gYehJ87RZsVAnWerfNr40NcalTe52qvx-/s72-c/dog_working_on_laptop.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-7051501979042513212</id><published>2010-08-08T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:08:43.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbon Copy</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content=&quot;text/html; charset=utf-8&quot; http-equiv=&quot;Content-Type&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Word.Document&quot; name=&quot;ProgId&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Microsoft Word 12&quot; name=&quot;Generator&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Microsoft Word 12&quot; name=&quot;Originator&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CCHILDR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml&quot; rel=&quot;File-List&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CCHILDR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx&quot; rel=&quot;themeData&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CCHILDR%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml&quot; rel=&quot;colorSchemeMapping&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Those who say they live in God should live their lives &lt;u&gt;as Jesus did&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;1 John 2:6 NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;A short while back, Lifechurch.tv put out a great little sermon series on living like Jesus. The idea behind the series is that we have to be Christ-like in public, but also in private. The series was called &quot;Carbon Copy&quot;. It was based on 1 John 2:6. The series started by posing this question...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;WHAT IF WE ARE MAKING IT HARDER THAN IT IS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s a great question, isn&#39;t it... When you think about what Jesus said in Mathew 11:29-30, you&#39;d have to say Jesus isn&#39;t the one making it hard. Check out what he says:&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&quot;Take my yoke upon you and &lt;u&gt;learn from me&lt;/u&gt;, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For &lt;u&gt;my yoke is easy&lt;/u&gt; and my burden is light.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;His yoke is easy and his burden is light!?! Then why is it so hard to live like Jesus in the world today? Why do we all struggle with doing what&#39;s right all the time? Why doesn&#39;t the world see us and say, &quot;I want what they&#39;ve got! That Jesus thing looks GREAT!&quot;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Truth be told, I think it&#39;s because most of us are not &quot;Christ-like&quot; in the truest form of the word. The way we act out our Christianity, we tend to pick and choose when we are going to display the attributes of Christ. That isn&#39;t really Christ like though, is it? Jesus didn&#39;t flip some &quot;Messiah switch&quot; on his back every time he was supposed to &quot;do good&quot;. He was ALWAYS the same. It didn&#39;t matter what time it was, or who was watching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;That should remind us of one very important part of the &quot;Christ-like Equation&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;LIVING LIKE JESUS &lt;u&gt;PUBLICLY&lt;/u&gt; STARTS WITH LIVING LIKE HIM &lt;u&gt;PRIVATELY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;So what do we know about Jesus&#39; private life? We know enough to have a good place to start! Check out these verses...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&quot;But Jesus often &lt;u&gt;withdrew&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;u&gt;lonely places &lt;/u&gt;and prayed&quot;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Luke 5:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: white; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&quot;Very early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Mark 1:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can be like Jesus right now. Withdraw to a quiet place and pray. Spend time alone with God. It&#39;s what Jesus would do. It&#39;s the first step to being Christ-like&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/7051501979042513212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/carbon-copy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7051501979042513212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7051501979042513212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/carbon-copy.html' title='Carbon Copy'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-7036610776846208466</id><published>2010-08-06T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:11:42.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Attitude&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvc6r8xfM4KKdrUXHWCMT2Z9WkkhIQFO4GOrKv6GiSUy7486P1T9i07-VF-7ldJqaBgd3cu_ip4gIzXZlzAJqoVQDCLbfPkRwkL1gKW79iJeiz_-8uQLTMi6N_dwBJIFA1EfyjcuU1neN1/s1600/bald_woman_free.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvc6r8xfM4KKdrUXHWCMT2Z9WkkhIQFO4GOrKv6GiSUy7486P1T9i07-VF-7ldJqaBgd3cu_ip4gIzXZlzAJqoVQDCLbfPkRwkL1gKW79iJeiz_-8uQLTMi6N_dwBJIFA1EfyjcuU1neN1/s200/bald_woman_free.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;There once was a woman who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror,  and saw that she had only three hairs on her head. “Great,” she said,  “I think I’ll braid my hair today.” &lt;br /&gt;
So she did, and had a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had  only two hairs on her head. “Hmm,” she said, “I guess I’ll part my hair  down the middle.”&lt;br /&gt;
So she did, and had a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only one hair left on her head.&lt;br /&gt;
“Wow,” she said, “today I get to wear my hair in a pony tail.” So she did, and had a wonderful, wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that there wasn’t a single hair on her head.&lt;br /&gt;
“Thank God!” she exclaimed. “I was running out of things to do with my hair!”&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I guess ATTITUDE really is everything! In Psalm 34 David expressed this same attitude when he said, &quot;&lt;b&gt;I will bless the LORD at all times: his praise shall continually be in my mouth.&quot; (Psalm 34:1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The funny thing is that even as I write this, I&#39;m struggling with my attitude. My kids are all over the place tonight, Danielle is trying to tell me a story but she can&#39;t between trying to cook dinner and HER children (they are always her&#39;s when they are being bad) interrupting her every few seconds. And, truth be told, it&#39;s hard to concentrate on writing a blog when your 4 year old daughter is yelling she needs more toilet paper and your son is deleting apps on your iphone! But... &quot;I will bless the Lord&quot; even now. haha!&lt;br /&gt;
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As you read this, I hope you can take a moment to evaluate your attitude. In Philippians 4 the apostle Paul talks about learning &quot;to be content whatever the circumstances.&quot; Do you consider yourself &quot;content today?&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess it&#39;s a question of attitude.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/7036610776846208466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-once-was-woman-who-woke-up-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7036610776846208466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7036610776846208466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-once-was-woman-who-woke-up-one.html' title='&quot;Attitude&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvc6r8xfM4KKdrUXHWCMT2Z9WkkhIQFO4GOrKv6GiSUy7486P1T9i07-VF-7ldJqaBgd3cu_ip4gIzXZlzAJqoVQDCLbfPkRwkL1gKW79iJeiz_-8uQLTMi6N_dwBJIFA1EfyjcuU1neN1/s72-c/bald_woman_free.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-9205013930094874411</id><published>2010-08-05T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:57:05.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;To Stop Doing&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi791VfFwv6Woj9WaqaaidxeFUH0PrwRJ9s6P6HTzjIXvws5T8JbLETY7uTipCi4NznWKVzQbkY8oZqA07wpEP8ZMTEdJkLxnKeeuFe059epLDbZXmkjoB6eFPjmQE2bJwkuJQ0WJ5qgfS/s1600/to-do-list-nothing.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi791VfFwv6Woj9WaqaaidxeFUH0PrwRJ9s6P6HTzjIXvws5T8JbLETY7uTipCi4NznWKVzQbkY8oZqA07wpEP8ZMTEdJkLxnKeeuFe059epLDbZXmkjoB6eFPjmQE2bJwkuJQ0WJ5qgfS/s200/to-do-list-nothing.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the privilege of attending the Global Leadership Summit (put on by the Willow Creek Association) today. Let me tell you, it was pretty amazing. I was there all day, so I can&#39;t begin to tell you everything I learned, so I thought I would throw on you one little nugget of greatness.&lt;br /&gt;
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This idea comes from Jim Collins. In case you&#39;re unfamiliar with him, here is a little introduction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jim Collins, nationally acclaimed business thinker, serves as a teacher to leaders throughout the corporate and social sectors. Author of the best-selling books&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Good to Great&lt;/em&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Built to Last&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that you know a little about Jim, let me tell you what he said.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Raise your hand if you have a &quot;to-do&quot; list... Now raise your hand if you have a &quot;TO STOP DOING&quot; list.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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What a profound idea! I literally had to pull my chin back up off the floor when I heard those words. Think about the implication here. How many days in your life have you laid out plans to get things done, only for your own bad habits to get in your way? How many of us have things in our life we&#39;d like to stop doing, but we don&#39;t really take it seriously enough to make it a written goal to stop? How often do we let our shortcomings impact the way we feel about ourselves, or the way others see us?&lt;br /&gt;
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WE ALL NEED A STOP DOING LIST! The bible gives us plenty of &quot;stops&quot;. One of those is found in Isaiah 1:16...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 1:16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wash and make yourselves clean.  Take your evil deeds  out of my sight!  &lt;b&gt;Stop&lt;/b&gt; doing wrong...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think we&#39;d all agree with Isaiah that we should stop &quot;doing wrong&quot;. But Jesus took things one step further. He began to get more specific for us. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;John 6:43 &quot;&lt;b&gt;Stop&lt;/b&gt; grumbling among yourselves&quot; Jesus answered.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;John 7:24&lt;b&gt; &quot;Stop&lt;/b&gt; judging by mere appearances, and make a right judgment.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;John 20:27b &quot;&lt;b&gt;Stop&lt;/b&gt; doubting and believe!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The apostle Paul even got into the act in Romans 14 when he tells us to &lt;i&gt;&quot;stop passing judgement on each other&lt;/i&gt;&quot;, and then again in 1 Corinthians 14 when he says to &lt;i&gt;&quot;stop thinking like children!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The bottom line is that we all have things in our lives that we&#39;d like to STOP DOING. So, let&#39;s stop! Take a moment right now and make a &quot;To Stop Doing List&quot;. You&#39;ll be free from those bad habits in no time!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/9205013930094874411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-stop-doing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/9205013930094874411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/9205013930094874411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-stop-doing.html' title='&quot;To Stop Doing&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi791VfFwv6Woj9WaqaaidxeFUH0PrwRJ9s6P6HTzjIXvws5T8JbLETY7uTipCi4NznWKVzQbkY8oZqA07wpEP8ZMTEdJkLxnKeeuFe059epLDbZXmkjoB6eFPjmQE2bJwkuJQ0WJ5qgfS/s72-c/to-do-list-nothing.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-8954930089521142170</id><published>2010-08-04T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:16:37.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed...</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEj0OMF8zTJlOwHnhLGy41dHts-gENY7ePKgvs5M-cpSByVcGZfFOczkrBLHoVQXnzm1Gch-aoHWCeV7UKwfua_B1i2o8pa6_ysqtVXu9djIa6PFYAdY0iCr0uho_EKtlMk9igmO5xU5rwUF/s1600/disappointed.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0OMF8zTJlOwHnhLGy41dHts-gENY7ePKgvs5M-cpSByVcGZfFOczkrBLHoVQXnzm1Gch-aoHWCeV7UKwfua_B1i2o8pa6_ysqtVXu9djIa6PFYAdY0iCr0uho_EKtlMk9igmO5xU5rwUF/s200/disappointed.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: black; color: white;&quot;&gt;A man was just waking up from anesthesia after surgery, and his wife was sitting by his side. His eyes fluttered open and he said, &quot;You&#39;re beautiful.&quot; Then he fell asleep again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: black; color: white; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;His  wife had never heard him say that before, so she stayed by his side. A  few minutes later his eyes fluttered open and he said, &quot;You&#39;re cute. &quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The wife was disappointed because instead of &quot;beautiful,&quot; it was now &quot;cute.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
She asked, &quot;What happened to beautiful?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The man replied, &quot;The drugs are wearing off.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: black; color: white; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Life can be disappointing at times. Sometimes, it&#39;s the big things that get us. The bills pile up, work isn&#39;t going so well, we get sick, a loved one dies, or something else that is just a big deal. Other times, it&#39;s the little things. I got disappointed the other day because we were out of bread and I was &quot;jones&#39;n&quot; for a peanut butter sandwich! You know what I&#39;m talking about... you do it too. We all let the little things get us down every once in a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve come to realize that so much of life is about expectation. When we fall short of our expectations, it&#39;s easy for disappointment to creep in. We expect to be debt free in 3 years, but 3 1/2 years later we&#39;ve barely made a dent in it. We expect a happy marriage, but we live a pretty long time in the &quot;for worse&quot; part of the deal. We expect to have a relaxing night, but one of the kids gets sick. We expect to hang out with our friends, but we get a load of extra homework. WE EXPECT A DELICIOUS PEANUT BUTTER AND STRAWBERRY JELLY SANDWICH, BUT WE&#39;RE OUT OF BREAD!!!!!....(sorry about that, I tend to take peanut butter pretty seriously...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Disappointment is caused by unmet expectations, but it&#39;s cured by revamped expectations.We live in a fallen world. We fall, the people around us fall. As long as we keep expecting the plans of un-perfect people to work out perfectly we will continue to be disappointed. But when we revamp our expectations, and begin to expect great things from God, he will bring us out of our disappointment. David wrote about this is Psalm 42. Check it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Psalm 42:5 says, &quot;Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I&#39;ll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He&#39;s my God.&quot; (The Message)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Whatever disappointments you&#39;re dealing with today, let them go. Fix your eyes on God... soon you&#39;ll be praising again. He wants put a smile on your face. He&#39;s your God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;If you want to shake off disappointment, let your expectations rest on the God who can take your greatest troubles, and make them your greatest triumphs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/8954930089521142170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8954930089521142170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/8954930089521142170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed...'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0OMF8zTJlOwHnhLGy41dHts-gENY7ePKgvs5M-cpSByVcGZfFOczkrBLHoVQXnzm1Gch-aoHWCeV7UKwfua_B1i2o8pa6_ysqtVXu9djIa6PFYAdY0iCr0uho_EKtlMk9igmO5xU5rwUF/s72-c/disappointed.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-1980391382025257058</id><published>2010-08-03T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:47:08.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEhtOehoP3jN51-ePVf770-t_PCkGKRxv4hvzKXo8sSobn8yo808rf_hF_OGDd1JoxLVfrMVIDjTjHE8yu97NLcNg_c4Je3Fmq-qUMM-HOTEtShdY4UuNsVdwRIHHgyU6mJMdrWArs4lymaM/s1600/peytons+legos.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOehoP3jN51-ePVf770-t_PCkGKRxv4hvzKXo8sSobn8yo808rf_hF_OGDd1JoxLVfrMVIDjTjHE8yu97NLcNg_c4Je3Fmq-qUMM-HOTEtShdY4UuNsVdwRIHHgyU6mJMdrWArs4lymaM/s200/peytons+legos.jpg&quot; width=&quot;148&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My wife, Danielle, sent me a text earlier today. It was a picture of my son standing next to a 1 1/2 foot tall Lego tower he made &quot;for daddy&quot;. He had worked hard to stack up blocks as high as he could, as a present for me. &lt;br /&gt;
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On my bookshelf behind my desk, I&#39;ve got some pictures that my daughter made me. She tried her best to color in the lines and &quot;make it pretty&quot;. I even have a couple of homemade picture frames and a fake plant that the kiddos have tossed my way at one time or another. They try so hard to show love and make me proud. I don&#39;t know if I enjoy doing anything as much as they enjoy giving stuff to me!&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s funny, when they give me something, all I want to do is give something back to them! I want to out give them! I&#39;m Dad... I know how to do it. So I give them big &quot;Dad-Sized&quot; hugs and I buy them a new movie or let them have special snack. I do whatever I can to bless them back as much as they bless me!&lt;br /&gt;
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I think we could learn something from my kids. They do those things because they love me, not because they think they have to.Their motives are pure, their purpose is clear. They want to express their love the best way they know how. And in return, it invokes in me the desire to give all my love to them in return.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Bible says that&#39;s how it works with us and our Heavenly Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;
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Psalm 37:4 says, &quot;Delight yourself in the LORD  and he will give you the desires of  your heart.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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When we allow ourselves to be so full of love for Jesus that we think we&#39;ll burst if we don&#39;t show it, so we give of ourselves whatever we have to give, he feels our love. Then he does what most Dad&#39;s do... he outperforms us. He out gives us. He shows his love for us like only he can.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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When was the last time you gave a special gift to your heavenly Father? Nothing big, just a little something that you gave him... just because you love him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peyton&#39;s gift to me today was special because he loved me enough to make it for ME... and when I get home, I plan to make his night special. I&#39;m going to return that love in a &quot;Dad-Sized&quot; way!&lt;br /&gt;
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What little gift can you give to show how much you love your heavenly Dad?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/1980391382025257058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-daddy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1980391382025257058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/1980391382025257058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-daddy.html' title='For Daddy...'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOehoP3jN51-ePVf770-t_PCkGKRxv4hvzKXo8sSobn8yo808rf_hF_OGDd1JoxLVfrMVIDjTjHE8yu97NLcNg_c4Je3Fmq-qUMM-HOTEtShdY4UuNsVdwRIHHgyU6mJMdrWArs4lymaM/s72-c/peytons+legos.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319915246553280201.post-7909618629013158147</id><published>2010-08-03T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:21:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day... A New Blog</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my blog. I&#39;m kind of excited to get stuff out here. I will do my best to post often. I hope to inspire you, entertain you, and maybe, I might make you think once in a while. I&#39;m embarking on this journey, and I&#39;m looking forward to see who all comes with me. This should be fun...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/feeds/7909618629013158147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-day-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7909618629013158147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7319915246553280201/posts/default/7909618629013158147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorjosht.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-day-new-blog.html' title='A New Day... A New Blog'/><author><name>Josh Trotter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744705807747702027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>