<?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-15839763</id><updated>2024-09-11T09:32:00.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neil&#39;s Notes</title><subtitle type='html'>The ravings of a simple man on a journey where no man has ever gone before...and sometimes where no man really wants to go!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>418</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5503928637561862303</id><published>2012-11-26T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-26T10:35:29.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking toward the end...Preparing for the Future</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s hard to believe that we are just a few short weeks from a New Year! 2012 has gone by quickly, each week it seems flies by just a little faster than the last. It has been a good year, not a perfect year, but a good year...a year that is about to end.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m excited about the New Year and all that it holds, but I want to end well this year, to make sure that all of my dots are connected, my wrongs are righted and that my heart is clear. It&#39;s important to me that I close out this year with a good attitude, after all, I will carry things from this year into the next year, so I want to make sure the things I carry are good things...no bad baggage!&lt;br /&gt;
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My daughters and I have accepted a challenge, we&#39;re going to read the Bible through together in 2013. I&#39;ve given them some an incentive, if they&#39;ll read it through with me, I&#39;ll give them 50.00 each. they may have done it for free, but I wanted to put something on the table that would entice them a little, something that would make it a challenge. We&#39;re probably going to do it online, there are excellent apps for your computer, Ipad and cell phone, You Version is excellent, or the one I&#39;m using, Bible 1 Year, each provide a one year plan to read through the entire Bible. It&#39;s important to me that my daughter receive more Word than a Sunday sermon, I want them to discover the wonderful world of God&#39;s Word, for them to hear Him speak into their hearts from the pages of the book that never grows old, that will never be irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;
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As we leave this year I want to follow the biblical truth of Hebrews 12:1-3: &lt;b&gt;Do you see what this means-all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we&#39;d better get on with it. Strip down, start running-and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we&#39;re in. Study how He did it. Because He never lost sight of where He was headed-that exhilarating finish in and with God-He could put up with anything along the way: And now He&#39;s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2012 may not have been all that we wanted it to be, it may have included something we wish hadn&#39;t been, but it&#39;s not over yet...our best days are just ahead!&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5503928637561862303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/5503928637561862303?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5503928637561862303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5503928637561862303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2012/11/looking-toward-endpreparing-for-future.html' title='Looking toward the end...Preparing for the Future'/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6481241461453401385</id><published>2012-11-11T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-11T21:43:02.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sky Isn&#39;t Falling</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not very political, opinionated, but not political, I don&#39;t watch the news I read it online daily, bouncing back and forth between various news channels. This gives me a diversity of options and opinions to draw from. This past week has brought the conclusion to one of the longest political campaigns in modern history, but it hasn&#39;t brought an end to the frustrations and questions in the minds of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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What I find interesting is the take many Christ followers have taken, as they recoil from the presidential elections and their opinions of who should have won and what is going to take place next. As I&#39;ve listened to some of their conversations and read their posts on various social media outlets, you would think that the sky is about to fall. I read this week of the financial cliff that we are quickly approaching, of the deals that need to be struck, and of how we are barreling towards a great recession. In fact, as I was checking out at Walmart a few days ago a man wanted to draw me into his circle of opinion, asking what I thought about the election and what was going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here&#39;s my response: I&#39;m not ready to proclaim the sky is falling and the world is about to end. There is a heaviness that comes on me as I listen to those declaring how much trouble we are in, and how difficult life is going to become. My friend at Walmart asked didn&#39;t I believe that things were tough, sure I do, my head isn&#39;t in the clouds or the sand, life is difficult, our times are stressful...but the sky isn&#39;t falling.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those that believe in a rapture will begin to declare that Jesus has to soon return, some even saying that if He doesn&#39;t, He will have to apologize to Sodom and Gomorrah, to which I say, say what? God has to apologize for what? They messed up, He gave them an opportunity to fix it, they refused, and He judged them. Since when does God work according to our way of doing things? The times we live in declare the nearness of Christ&#39;s return, they loudly proclaim that the Kingdom of God is at hand, that the day of the Lord is a day of darkness, and we, particularly the believer, need to check up before we check out!&lt;br /&gt;
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My comments to my friend were simple: The Word of God says that the earth is the Lord&#39;s, and the fullness thereof and all that dwells therein. That means me and you, it means that God isn&#39;t surprised by the outcome of the election and the financial cliff we&#39;re approaching, it also means that He has a plan, and as always, will provide and protection His family. If only we are able to trust God for our eternal souls, but unable to trust Him with our natural lives, then we have forgotten a simple truth: God is either in control of all or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before some write me off as a heretic or as a spiritual zealot with my head in the sand, I believe we live in difficult end time days, but Jesus told us these days would come, and His message was not one of fear, but of faith. The greatest days for the church are before us, we are transitioning into the time of the Kingdom, the Kingdom is within us, it is now, and it is near. The Kingdom has come, will come, and is here within us. So rather than proclaim the sky is falling, I&#39;m proclaiming the King and His Kingdom are coming!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6481241461453401385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/6481241461453401385?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6481241461453401385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6481241461453401385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-sky-isnt-falling.html' title='The Sky Isn&#39;t Falling'/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-2zJLFohIX8OhFdjFkXGWNjmx7aF9D1C5JoJft57ZZx5NQdjg-4eoHi3DVfUhgcYuF1ZEEuQjkqp3kqNzgQ1PFaxvyjdCJtfvn7Px9KH-PbFA72F3DY4bf2gCzZJWcqSHarJa1g/s72-c/skyfalling.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-9003797046122101570</id><published>2012-10-08T10:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-08T10:53:22.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>This morning as I was walking down the hallway of our school I found myself singing an old, old song, &quot;Peace, Peace, wonderful Peace...Coming down from the Father above...&quot; &amp;nbsp;As I sang quietly to myself it dawned on me that true peace isn&#39;t the absence of conflict, it&#39;s the absence of the effect.&lt;br /&gt;
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All is not always well in our world. Most of us at some point in our lives struggle with issues, we have stuff. Our lives are filled with conflict and confusion, we struggle with issues, face things we didn&#39;t sign up for, and deal with inner turmoil...And yet, Jesus promised to give us His peace, the Bible says that there is a perfect peace for those that have the ability to stay focused and keep their minds on God. The Bible promises a peace that is beyond our ability to understand, it is often impossible to comprehend how a person can be at peace when the world around them and more importantly, the world within them is turned upside down. Life in Christ is a life that doesn&#39;t promise a stormless existence, it promises peace in the midst and in spite of the storm.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just thinking out loud!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/9003797046122101570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/9003797046122101570?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/9003797046122101570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/9003797046122101570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2012/10/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4269516003424595982</id><published>2012-06-04T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-06-04T20:45:47.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not sure if my thought is actually on being challenged or being frustrated. I actually think it&#39;s a bit of both. The past two years of our lives have brought about both some unexpected challenges that have created some frustration. What they have also brought about is a determination, a inner voice that says, &quot;you&#39;ve come too far, faced too much, and experience far too much grace to allow your present circumstances to cloud what God has in store for you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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If you listen to many people talk, you&#39;ll quickly find that many of them feel much like I do, they&#39;ve got stuff, and the stuff is often overwhelming. I am reminded of the words of the Apostle Paul when he said, &quot;None of these things move me...Forgetting what is behind, and looking to what is ahead...I press toward the mark!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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It is easy to quit, to give up on the inside, but life isn&#39;t about quitting, it&#39;s about continuing, it&#39;s about progressing. So challenges and frustrations aside, we keep pushing...we will get there...eventually:)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4269516003424595982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/4269516003424595982?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4269516003424595982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4269516003424595982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2012/06/im-not-sure-if-my-thought-is-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1112660315122476527</id><published>2012-03-04T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T22:20:06.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.all4humor.com/images/files/Bumpy%20Road.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 433px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.all4humor.com/images/files/Bumpy%20Road.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Patience is not my greatest virtue, it is tried to the inth degree when I&#39;m driving. I have decided that I have more than one last nerve and there are some people and things that absolutely are determined to try my patience...they just don&#39;t always realize it.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things I&#39;m learning is that life usually doesn&#39;t make a lot of sense. Life is like driving, you are buzzing down the road, minding your own business, trying to reach your destination and wham!  You hit a pot hole, someone pulls out in front of you, nearly backs into you, steals your parking slot, and the list goes on. It&#39;s how we deal with these little frustrations that makes the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past few weeks we have faced a few things, my daughter had a flat on a very busy road, when I went out to get her my car wouldn&#39;t start, the mechanic thought it was my starter. Today she called at 9:30 am, that&#39;s 30 minutes before church starts...she&#39;s broke down, could be the transmission in our van...can anything else happen is floating through my mind...and then the voice of reason comes...through my wife of course...she could be in a ditch or dead, there may not have been anyone around to help her...but there was! And when I thought it was my starter it wasn&#39;t...there is a silver lining to the clouds that seem to be hovering over our automobiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have felt the challenge, my thought process, my faith, my ability to quit analyzing and to believe that everything will work out...even though life is busy and inconvenient, and uncomfortable. What do we do with those scriptures like I Peter 4:12-13: &lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: 100%; &quot;&gt;Friends, when life gets really difficult, don&#39;t jump to the conclusion that God isn&#39;t on the job. Instead, be glad that you are in the very thick of what Christ experienced. This is a spiritual refining process, with glory just around the corner.(The Message) . James 1:2-4: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: 100%; &quot;&gt;Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don&#39;t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. (The Message). Passages like these press us, they force us to ask the hard questions, like, &quot;Am I really committed to God or am I just playing?&quot; They ask us to look deep within our hearts to make sure that we love God, even when our roses have thorns! I know that in time all things will work out, but getting there is uncomfortable and irritating, can I praise God when I&#39;m mad at life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: 100%; &quot;&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size: 100%; &quot;&gt;I think so...I just have to do it by faith:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1112660315122476527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/1112660315122476527?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1112660315122476527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1112660315122476527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2012/03/patience-is-not-my-greatest-virtue-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5646056178678118886</id><published>2011-07-23T10:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T11:06:38.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5xd78RSAc9B0FSfQoUri0NUixCBR6UAQFjEGx9N0slZ2LINYw0_4_VChwWlhk55SoV-9HMigFdIdsomlWW_X4nnj-vDxPMCeB18IJJmzuDWBWK8kwAewkKTWdXr1fLDbS-htiw/s1600/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5xd78RSAc9B0FSfQoUri0NUixCBR6UAQFjEGx9N0slZ2LINYw0_4_VChwWlhk55SoV-9HMigFdIdsomlWW_X4nnj-vDxPMCeB18IJJmzuDWBWK8kwAewkKTWdXr1fLDbS-htiw/s200/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632564386612716802&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Today is a typical Saturday morning for me, wake up before the crack of dawn, play online, watch movies and my wife sleeping, and then around 8:30 get up to take meds, make coffee and have breakfast...I know...I need to get a real life:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;As I was checking my blog I noticed the number of blogs I have written over the past few years and realized how little I have written in the last 3 years and how much I have missed writing. For me writing is theraputic, it allows me to say what I&#39;m thinking, erase it and start over, or leave it and live with it. It gives my permission to be creative and step outside of my own box...and I choose how safe I want to be or how fearless. In blogging one is able to find themselves, reveal themselves, and share themselves...you just need to determine what you want to be and how you want to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;During the past few years that I haven&#39;t been blogging I feel like I&#39;ve lost some of me, that the creative side of me has diminished. I&#39;m determined to change that and to rediscover me...the inner me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Recently I wrote a book, as I&#39;ve well advertised and anyone reading this should get a copy of:)  One of the things I mention is that many people have simply quit dreaming, our lives get so busy and we become so consumed in living them that we don&#39;t dream about the future, or even the present for that matter. Langston Hughes said, &quot;A man without a dream is a like a bird with a broken wing, He cannot fly.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Dreams are what men are made of. You can&#39;t create the moment your life changes, but you can dream about it and move toward it. You can walk out the necessary steps to bring into that time when everything changes. So why not start dreaming again, see stuff on the inside and let it work its way outside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m dreaming of a new season...of new life and fresh creativity. I&#39;m dreaming of better health and of a future filled with life and surprises...good stuff...even some not so good stuff...it comes with life you know. What I also know is that even with not so good stuff, God is always thinking of us, and His thoughts toward us are good and hopeful and of a great future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What are you dreaming about?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5646056178678118886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/5646056178678118886?isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5646056178678118886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5646056178678118886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-is-typical-saturday-morning-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5xd78RSAc9B0FSfQoUri0NUixCBR6UAQFjEGx9N0slZ2LINYw0_4_VChwWlhk55SoV-9HMigFdIdsomlWW_X4nnj-vDxPMCeB18IJJmzuDWBWK8kwAewkKTWdXr1fLDbS-htiw/s72-c/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8889897308366386528</id><published>2011-05-10T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:20:08.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE8VNrmbyrwZzNeB6Oz28XqPbSDqMukWGeFGP638CXAmznPg7BRrSUyIRee6trY1Q3KUWHLbGgV34RsjF8jeqJ_LjJ0ZBjG-eHJWYVm6WGnkFSNDSDL1aANu0lZPD9Oc8Z9xolwA/s1600/LL+cover.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE8VNrmbyrwZzNeB6Oz28XqPbSDqMukWGeFGP638CXAmznPg7BRrSUyIRee6trY1Q3KUWHLbGgV34RsjF8jeqJ_LjJ0ZBjG-eHJWYVm6WGnkFSNDSDL1aANu0lZPD9Oc8Z9xolwA/s200/LL+cover.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605107550350840978&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
During the Fall of 2010 I began to seek the Lord for direction for the upcoming New Year. This is something I do every year, nothing new, just a process I&#39;ve come to appreciate. As I listened for the voice of the Lord I heard the Holy Spirit speak two words into my spirit: &lt;b&gt;&quot;Live Largely!&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sounded strange as I considered the position our world is now in, financial crisis, wars and catastrophic events taking place...how could I tell people who can&#39;t afford to fill their gas tanks to live largely? It wasn&#39;t so much that God was asking me to preach a message of financial prosperity, though I firmly believe that God will bless and prosper our giving...it was that God was asking me to tell people to stretch from the inside out! Beginning the first Sunday of January I began to teach through the 54th chapter of Isaiah, week after week, line after line, I challenged my congregation to get out of the box, and to live largely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It then became my turn, I was challenged to turn this series of messages into a book. So I sat down and began to write, it seemed that my laptop was attached to my lap, and my fingers were on fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fruit of this simple word from the Lord is a new book that will soon be released. I believe that you and I can live largely, that we can experience abundant life...today! It&#39;s not a life without struggle, nor does it ensure finances beyond your wildest dreams. What living largely does promise is the release of who and what God has always intended for you to be...it challenges you to dream big, to see God in a huge way and to see your life expanded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you&#39;ll check it out!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8889897308366386528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/8889897308366386528?isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8889897308366386528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8889897308366386528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/05/during-fall-of-2010-i-began-to-seek.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE8VNrmbyrwZzNeB6Oz28XqPbSDqMukWGeFGP638CXAmznPg7BRrSUyIRee6trY1Q3KUWHLbGgV34RsjF8jeqJ_LjJ0ZBjG-eHJWYVm6WGnkFSNDSDL1aANu0lZPD9Oc8Z9xolwA/s72-c/LL+cover.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6873769284916471752</id><published>2011-01-20T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:53:46.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-52SIKmILNejyZpPEV7JJYHU7RizY0tfuIsh1N3vWIw_Fq2aIgWz_KpJGxaSb2nfDCRrvm9lafzJ47dNZJbBOW2xDE6zc1ifuthlU-UhK8WDqhXgWCPJwvTj2sDcBz0s-V1png/s1600/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-52SIKmILNejyZpPEV7JJYHU7RizY0tfuIsh1N3vWIw_Fq2aIgWz_KpJGxaSb2nfDCRrvm9lafzJ47dNZJbBOW2xDE6zc1ifuthlU-UhK8WDqhXgWCPJwvTj2sDcBz0s-V1png/s200/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564419757574894978&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b&gt;             Moments, Memories, and Momentum &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The three M&#39;s that create both wonder and worry in my life. As the father of two absolutely fantastic daughters, one of which now lives 16 hours from me, I love the moments I have with my girls. Our oldest daughter was an only child until she was almost 8 years old, we&#39;ve done a lot of things, been a lot of places, and seen a lot of things together. The arrival of a little sister changed everything, I also have to admit that during the early years of our second daughter I was so busy doing the work of the Lord...sitting at the office, or off preaching some where, that I missed some of the baby&#39;s early stuff and too many of the eldest important moments. Over the years I&#39;ve not only regretted it, but apologized for it and determined not to do it again.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our lives changed last year when we shipped our oldest daughter off to Florida to attend school. Not only was it the hardest thing we&#39;ve ever done, it changed the dynamics of my relationship with my little one. I now take her to school, pick her up, and spend a few hours after school with her as we await her mothers arrival home from work. It&#39;s been an exciting journey, words can&#39;t explain the feeling I get when I see her coming around the corner, when she puts her hand in mine as we walk, and as she begins to tell me about her day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Spring I had the opportunity for the two of us to go to Williamsburg, VA to check out the historical sites and to visit Busch Gardens. It was absolutely amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is about special moments that create memories that become the momentum for progressing. These times in our lives, whether they be with a child, a spouse, a friend, or even in our spiritual walk, become catalyst, the propel us into new adventures and often, new seasons of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my older daughter Kaitlin, I check her Face Book daily, usually just to see her face, look forward to her calls or a text, love it when she calls me Daddy...it&#39;s Dad normally, and especially when she&#39;s aggravated at me. But I remember bringing her home, picking her up from her first day of kindergarten, her first flight, her high school graduation, and now am making new memories with her...we go to Starbucks, drink coffee together, laugh and realize how much alike we are, she doesn&#39;t hold my hand...but she does hold my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I had a reality check, I had a heart attack and almost died...life means quite a bit more to me today and I am determined to live largely, to not miss the moments, to make memories, and to ride the wave of momentum as we venture into new places in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6873769284916471752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/6873769284916471752?isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6873769284916471752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6873769284916471752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/01/moments-memories-and-momentum-three-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-52SIKmILNejyZpPEV7JJYHU7RizY0tfuIsh1N3vWIw_Fq2aIgWz_KpJGxaSb2nfDCRrvm9lafzJ47dNZJbBOW2xDE6zc1ifuthlU-UhK8WDqhXgWCPJwvTj2sDcBz0s-V1png/s72-c/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7751105505716855461</id><published>2010-05-12T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:21:10.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Older I Get...The More I Wonder???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently I was given the senior&#39;s discount at Bob Evan&#39;s. I have to admit that I found it rather offensive, after all, I&#39;m only 47 and the discount is for those who are 55 and older. I am a middle aged man doing my best to remain young, to act my age, and to look relevant. I wear jeans and my shirts untucked, I wear Ed Hardy tennis shoes, I&#39;m open to all sorts of music and events, I&#39;m not old and I refuse to think that way!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I&#39;ve noticed that the older I get the more I wonder about things. Each generation has it&#39;s own sounds and views, they create their own look and culture. I have no problem with that, in fact, I want to embrace it, realizing there will be places I won&#39;t fit, things I won&#39;t understand, and things I won&#39;t agree with...I have no issue with that either!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;As a pastor I want to lead my people into new pastures, to feed them fresh food, to be cutting edge, walking and living in present truth, to be a part of what God is saying and doing right now. And this is where I wonder most, because as much as I love and embrace new music, new methods, new mannerisms, I also believe that the Gospel is simple, that Jesus is source of life, that the Word of God has the answers to all of life&#39;s questions, that the Holy Spirit able to direct and empower us, and that the church remains relevant in an ever changing society.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is it that makes life so complicated? Why is it that people no longer accept the simple truth that Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life? How do we reach this generation with the simple truth?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just thinking out loud!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7751105505716855461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/7751105505716855461?isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7751105505716855461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7751105505716855461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/05/older-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-986216625435488586</id><published>2010-05-06T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:04:06.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This Is It!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I was reading II Chronicles 2 this week and got inspired, the first verse says that Solomon was determined to build a house for the Lord, he asked God to allow him to do what his father David desired to do but couldn&#39;t. When God released him to move forward Solomon became determined to proceed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It reminded me of those times in our lives when we have to make up our minds that this is it, I&#39;ve moving forward regardless of what anyone else says or thinks. There has to be an inner tenacity that says, this is it, I&#39;ve heard from God, I know what is in my spirit, and nothing is going to stop me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Have you had a this is it moment?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/986216625435488586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/986216625435488586?isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/986216625435488586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/986216625435488586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-it-i-was-reading-ii-chronicles.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-373078443494627416</id><published>2010-04-10T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:51:49.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://gyopowife.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/cimg0152.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;&quot; src=&quot;http://gyopowife.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/cimg0152.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s Time To Turn Around

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2010 has been an interesting year in my life to say the least. I started the year off by having a heart attack while preaching New Years day, was rushed to the hospital and had a stent put in only to find out that I would also need open heart surgery. To make matters worse we had no medical insurance so the hospital I was at would not allow me to come back for the surgery, instead they sent me home to rest and build up my heart and find someone to do my surgery. The Lord provided and on February 9th I had triple bypass at Mercy Hospital in Fairfield, OH.

During this time I have found myself hiding, not depressed or feeling sorry for myself, just hiding, not allowing creativity to flow through me, I&#39;ve quit writing, and simply hidden myself from things I have always valued.

For me it&#39;s time to turn around, to get back on track and to follow the flow of direction that is in my heart. It&#39;s amazing how easily we get distracted, kind of like looking off to the side while driving, one minute the car is going straight down the road and the next your in the middle of the road with cars honking at you...you&#39;re still on the road, just not where you&#39;re supposed to be. Sometimes you have to turn around and get back on track...that&#39;s what I&#39;m trying to do today, get back on track!
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/373078443494627416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/373078443494627416?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/373078443494627416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/373078443494627416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-time-to-turn-around-2010-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2180681744550943603</id><published>2009-09-22T17:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:47:47.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://richardwintersmd.blogs.com/photos/blog/crayfish.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 247px;&quot; src=&quot;http://richardwintersmd.blogs.com/photos/blog/crayfish.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Crawdad Christianity

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;When I was a little boy my parents moved us from a suburb of Chicago to Golconda, IL, we lived outside of the small town in the middle of a several hundred acre farm. We only lived there a couple years and returned back to the Chicago area, but one of my memories is a trip to the Dixon Springs State Park, where we ran through the woods, waded in the creek and looked for crawdads. One of the interesting things about crawdads is that they back into their future, going backwards as they attempt to go forward, a strange concept if you ask me.

It seems to me that this is what many Christians do as well. As progressive as we want to be, as aggressive as we attempt to become, there is something it seems within us that wants to go forward while holding on to where we&#39;ve been. It reminds me of the story of the Transfiguration, Jesus meets the past in preparation for the future, His meeting with Elijah and Moses spur the sleepy disciples to build churches and to memorialize the setting rather than learning from the opportunity and stepping into the future. Yesterday was a great day, it provided a foundation and some incredible opportunities, today is a great day, we live in the present, serving a right now God and living a now faith is life. Tomorrow will become today, if we are willing to step into it!

Stepping into the future means that we take what yesterday provided, learning from it and building on it, and then we press into the future, enjoying the journey, appreciating what today holds...refusing to back into tomorrow without seeing where we&#39;re going. The life of faith is not blindness, it&#39;s seeing into the invisible and believing for the impossible!

&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2180681744550943603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/2180681744550943603?isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2180681744550943603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2180681744550943603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/09/crawdad-christianity-when-i-was-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7528760054579646438</id><published>2009-05-21T19:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:53:18.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://setsnservice.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/09.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 425px;&quot; src=&quot;http://setsnservice.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/09.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The Need To Push When The Urge Is Missing

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It&#39;s been awhile since I&#39;ve blogged, for sometime now I haven&#39;t felt creative so I just stopped. Funny how the things we love to do fall by the wayside during times of transition, how we retreat and hide during times of struggle even though we know we need to push forward, we skip church during trials when we know that&#39;s the time we need to be there the most. I&#39;ve often said that if I could do anything that I wanted I would preach and write, yet I find myself withdrawing, hiding, desiring to sleep rather than walk...tired!

The incredible truth rising in my spirit as I write this simple thought is that there must be those who push until they give birth...even when the urge to push is missing, we must push when we don&#39;t feeling like pushing because nothing takes place unless we make the effort.

This week I was reminded of a prophetic word spoken over my life several years ago, a minister from Rhode Island say that it was time for me to quit walking like a son and to begin walking like a father. I understood that word, within me I desire more than anything to impact this generation, to impart life and spiritual truth into others, to establish the Kingdom of God in this earth. It is my heart to build a church upon the foundation of the apostles and the prophets, to see a prophetic church arise that will speak life into dead places, yet in the midst of my desire I have also found myself frustrated, fearful...hiding...but it&#39;s time to push, the Kingdom of God is at hand!
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7528760054579646438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/7528760054579646438?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7528760054579646438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7528760054579646438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/05/need-to-push-when-urge-is-missing-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3671657536390014221</id><published>2009-03-25T10:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:32:53.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;More Than A Feeling

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Following Christ is more than feeling, more than an exciting time at church, more than feeling better when you say amen, more than having chills, thrills, and spiritual spills. Following Christ is more than having our names on a roll and even knowing that we&#39;re going to heaven, following Christ is more than doing spiritual things, it is more than what we say, it is more than what we do. Following Christ is not just an event, it is a journey, a relationship, it is a process, it is purposeful, productive, provocative, it is a life filled with problems, promises, people, and potential..but it&#39;s definitely more than a feeling!

In the past few weeks I have been processing some things, walking in new places, developing new relationships and learning to leave where I&#39;ve been so I can get where I&#39;m going, I must admit it hasn&#39;t been the easiest process I&#39;ve been through. This isn&#39;t the first time I&#39;ve done this, but it has been the most difficult and I&#39;ve learned some things about God and myself. There are gray days, mornings when the sun doesn&#39;t shine, the phone doesn&#39;t ring, and God is silent, moments when I am complacent without meaning to be, days when my feeler doesn&#39;t feel anything, but my knower knows that I am exactly where I&#39;m supposed to be, and that I will do exactly what God intends, it just takes time for me to get there.

Perhaps it&#39;s an age thing with me, I consider myself a passionate, progressive, aggressive person, rock solid on my convictions, my dreams, only I will choose the hill I die on, and I will fight to the death or at least the disablement for those things I know are right...but as I age I&#39;m not so interested in the 100 yard dash, I&#39;m looking toward the 5K, hoping to create and develop things that last, something that will leave a legacy...so I&#39;m learning to push past the pain, the lack of feeling at times, and move in faith toward the things and places I know we&#39;re supposed to go.

Just thinking out loud!
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Wouldn&#39;t it be wonderful if everyday and everything worked out just as you planned? Think about it, if every morning the sun was shining, the temperature was just right with a light breeze coming from the right direction. You made exactly the amount of money that you needed and had enough left over to do what you wanted, your kids never needed new shoes and your extended family never bothered you! And what if in your spiritual life you always understood the scripture, God always answered your prayers exactly like you thought He should, your body was always healed and no one ever got on your nerves? Wouldn&#39;t it be nice? But it usually isn&#39;t that way is it?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;But what if you could do something about where you are? What if there were simple steps that would enable you to reach beyond where you are to where God wants you to be? Would you be willing to take those steps? After all, we can&#39;t expect God to do everything...can we?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Our walk with God is a journey and a covenant, there is nothing God cannot do, He is willing to do anything for His children, but there are somethings we have to do with Him to arrive at our destination:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;1. Peek In-Perhaps our greatest need is to see what God is seeing, to have spiritual vision that enables us to see beyond the outward appearance and to see what is actually taking place around us. The amazing thing to me is that too often we believe that God doesn&#39;t really know what is actually taking place in our lives, we think He&#39;s surprised at the events of our lives and world, that unless we tell Him, He really doesn&#39;t have a clue...but He does. Just as Elisha had to remind his servant, God has to remind us, open your eyes and look, there are more for you than against you, surrounding you is an angelic host that is prepared to defend you and to deliver everything you have need of...just peek into the realm of heaven!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;2. Push Out-Sometimes we have to push some stuff out of the way, to get rid of the things that prohibit and hinder our progression. The Apostle Paul said that we have to lay aside every weight and the sin that so easily besets us in order that we may run and obtain the prize. But not do we push out the stuff, we push ourselves out of the box, out of our comfort zones, out of the nest so that we may fly! I have to admit, sometimes it&#39;s easier to stay in the nest than it is to fly, to do something we&#39;ve never done before, to go where we&#39;ve never been...you have to push yourself knowing that in every step you take God is with you!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;3. Press Forward-The Apostle Paul we haven&#39;t arrived or received everything Christ died for us to receive, so we press forward. Pressing is more than getting up in the morning and saying, &quot;Well, I think I&#39;ll be victorious today!&quot; In fact, we are victorious because we are in Christ and He is in us. Pressing forward is the determined walk that says regardless of what takes place in my life I will keep moving, I will go forward until I have crossed the finish line!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Today, take a moment to peek into what God is saying, push out the junk and push out from the safety zone and press forward into all that God has for you...It&#39;s going to be worth it!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2305214741014469666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/2305214741014469666?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2305214741014469666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2305214741014469666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/02/peek-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3336948936415039045</id><published>2009-02-03T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:45:30.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Always A Son...End of Story&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I got inspired this week, a spiritual television program spoke a deep truth into my spirit and I just cannot get away from it. While watching a rerun of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, the story of a poor kid from the slums of Philly who goes to live with his rich Aunt and Uncle in Bel-Air, I heard a word from the Lord...The family is all moving, going to new locations, college and no longer living under the same roof, Will, the nephew is concerned that because he is not a child of that house that he will be forgotten, reduced to a memory, yet he desires to remain a family member, to receive the weekly phone call from his uncle...and this is where it all gets spiritual...Uncle Phil looks him in the eye and says, &quot;You are my son! You will always be my son...end of story!&quot;

Something inside of me stood up, there was a stirring within me that reminded me that this is exactly how God feels about us. Because we have entered a covenant with Him, He calls us His sons, His children, as sons and daughters we are give the keys to the Kingdom, an entrance into a covenant with Him. We are given responsibility, revelation, and relationship, our hearts are knit together with God...and that is the end of the story!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Commercials for the Super Bowl are 100,000 per second, 3 million dollars for a 30-second commercial, yet this week a bill was introduced in the Senate to cap Wall Street salaries to the 400,000 the United States President makes. Former New York mayor Rudy Gulliani says that it&#39;s perfectly in order for CEO&#39;s to use bailout money for bonuses, while the Senate screamed bloody murder when the Automakers coming from the same city arrived in private planes.

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&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7927453957192556928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/7927453957192556928?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7927453957192556928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7927453957192556928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-deal-commercials-for-super-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5473176352430708712</id><published>2009-01-18T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:22:46.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Blog Direction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;It&#39;s Sunday morning and I&#39;m sitting in my office getting ready for our morning service, classes are taking place, ministry is being done, and I am believing God for new things in our lives. I&#39;ve also decided that I want to take my blog in a new direction, rather than just posting randomly, or just sharing some useless tidbit of stupid information, I want to discuss thoughts, leadership principles and spiritual concepts...ok, I&#39;ll still throw in a couple studpid thoughts here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Perhaps it&#39;s the new journey I&#39;m on and the new place I&#39;m living, but I am convinced that if we will create the proper structure and environment that awesome things can take place in the Body of Christ. This is a different time in our world, people are struggling, unsure of their financial future, but we are a part of the Kingdom of God, a government whose increase will not fail, whose leader knows exactly where we&#39;re going and we will overcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;God make us bold as lions, willing to roar in faith, make us compassionate, listening with our hearts and not our ears, harmless as doves, wise as serpents, and help us to lead others into the victorious Kingdom life!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5473176352430708712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/5473176352430708712?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5473176352430708712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5473176352430708712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-direction-its-sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3058162538768177306</id><published>2009-01-09T12:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:57:54.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;In A Perfect World&lt;/span&gt;
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In a perfect world the weather would always be 78 degrees with a slight breeze that never messes up your hair. In a perfect world you would always get a strike when bowling, especially when playing Wii. In a perfect world our children would never get sick, our families would never split, our finances would always be sufficient, and our prayers would always be answered exactly the way we prayed them...in a perfect world. In a perfect world political decisions would make everyone happy, the president would be everyone&#39;s choice, and Washington would be the answer to the world&#39;s issues...in a perfect world. In a perfect world churches would be full every time the doors are opened, the music would be just right, and every service all the sinners would be saved, every body would be healed, every need would be met, and things would be just right...in a perfect world!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But our world isn&#39;t perfect...is it? Our flesh fails, finances fall, bodies hurt, marriages struggle, our children get sick, and life is often difficult and unkind. There are moments when we struggle and wonder if God even knows where we live and if He listens and why He doesn&#39;t seem to be answering and beyond that, why does He answer the way that He does and why doesn&#39;t He answer sooner. In the Book of John there&#39;s a story of Lazarus who was sick, his sisters sent for Jesus, but Jesus delayed His arrival saying that this sickness was not unto death but for the glory of God. When He arrived Lazarus had died, his sisters were distrought, and their response was that if Jesus had been there earlier their brother would not have died...sound familiar?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The response of Jesus amazes me, He didn&#39;t argue with them, didn&#39;t go into some deep theological discourse with them, He simply walked to the front of the grave and called for Lazarus to come forth from the grave.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;That&#39;s the power of the imperfect world with a perfect Christ, He doesn&#39;t get worked up, doesn&#39;t allow our failures or frailties to upset Him, He simply steps into the center of the situation and speaks what needs to be heard. He speaks to the situation, never allowing the situation to overwhelm Him, nor does He allow Satan to sidestep Him...he knows what is in the heart of men, is aware of the schemes of the evil one, and is able to discern what needs to be done and He does it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So while our world isn&#39;t perfect, our Savior is and He is working on our behalf, perfecting us and our lives, bringing us into His perfect plan...pretty cool isn&#39;t it?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3058162538768177306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/3058162538768177306?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3058162538768177306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3058162538768177306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-perfect-world-in-perfect-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2848487522594898323</id><published>2009-01-06T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:56:28.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Transitions

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;This morning I was reading CNN.COM and took special notice of some pictures of President-Elect Obama&#39;s children preparing for their first day of school. In the first few pictures they appear to be an average, everyday family, backpacks and smiles, last minutes words of advice and hugs...then it all changes, you see the little one peering out the window of a limo as a motorcade takes her to school, her mother, the school principal, and the secret service detail surrounding her as they enter the building, and you think, life has certainly changed for this family.

In our home we have been transitioning for several weeks, in the past week we have finally moved my wife and daughters from Florida to West Virginia, and now my children are awaiting their first day of school...transition is tough!

I think that transition is useful and necessary, that it is the vehicle that moves us from what is and was into what can and will be, from the past into the present and into the future. Transition is hard, in a pregnancy it&#39;s the moment that decides if life will begin or end, will you deliver or will you die, there is pain in the choice to deliver and live, it&#39;s painful, but rewarding if you can endure the process!

This week we begin a journey for the next 21 days into seeking the Lord for the new year, each day for 21 days we will read one chapter in the Gospel of John, I look forward to John 1:12 which says, &quot;As many that received Him, to them He gave power to become the sons of God!&quot; It&#39;s that process thing, transition, movement, and productivity. It&#39;s understanding that if we&#39;re going to go somewhere we&#39;ve got to go somewhere!

In His time...we&#39;ll get there!
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I went to the post office today to pick up a package, an order I had place for our youngest daughter arrived while I was in Florida and there was some postage due so I had to go pick it up. This is my first trip to this Post Office so I arrive only to find a long line and what appears to be one window open...so far I&#39;m not impressed. The line progresses on and I realize there are three windows open, it just seems like one it&#39;s moving so slow, one lady leaves and one seems unfriendly...guess who I get?

Now, I only owe 2.58 and have the money in my hand, I sign the paper, she goes to get my stuff, hands me the package and says, &quot;I&#39;m not worried about that, don&#39;t worry about it!&quot;

I left saying to the Lord and myself, a small blessing and a huge lesson, sometimes in our patience and our ability to look beyond the exterior there are great blessings to be found!
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Next Step

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;We&#39;re moving, I&#39;ve been gone three weeks and my family is now preparing to join me at our new assignment. I&#39;ve come back to Florida for Christmas, but today we&#39;ve gotten our second truck and been loading it, cleaning our house, sitting on the floor, planning on sleeping on the floor and looking forward to the next step. The adventure is not in the going it&#39;s in the arriving, what happens next?

I am also anticipating our new ministry assignment, what will we do once we&#39;re all there? Will the people like us, will they accept us, will they leave, and will the Lord be with us? I&#39;m sure of one thing, the Lord will be with us, His covenant promise is He will never leave or fail or forsake us. My mind recalls the words of the Apostle Paul to Timothy in  II Timothy 4: He begins challenging Timothy to preach the Word, that there will come a time when sound doctrine will not be popular or endured, he tells him to fight with faith and finish the course and then he slam dunks the point: There were those who left me, people who at one time were faithful to the ministry who are no longer with me...Nevertheless and notwithstanding, the Lord stood with me and through me made the preaching of the Gospel known.

The next step is ok because the Lord will not fail, the next step is a good step because it is ordered by the Lord, the next step will work because He knows the way we take...we just have to be willing to take the next step!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three weeks ago our family took a gigantic step of faith, we accepted a new ministry assignment in West Virginia, leaving sunny Florida, familiar places and people, and are now living in a beautiful home located in Martinsburg, WV. This morning it&#39;s 13 degrees, the wind is over 20 mph, and I saw two deer in my backyard...pretty cool, huh!

Our church is a wonderful mixture of ages and personalities, kind people, people that have been through some stuff and won, they stayed intact, are healing and progressing forward...that&#39;s kewl!

As I&#39;m learning my way around the city, finding all the places that I need to go I&#39;m also learning a spiritual truth: each day takes me to a new place, each new place introduces me to new stuff, stuff that has the potential of changing my life as well as theirs.

It&#39;s a new season, it&#39;s a new day, fresh anointing is coming my way, it&#39;s a season of power and prosperity, it&#39;s a new season and it&#39;s coming to me!
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1593464812527385168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/15839763/1593464812527385168?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1593464812527385168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1593464812527385168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NK82mlPWvqjNCSdVWVYX8xtO6gG4ENdu1X-p_LDikcQqDk5zXTPMSHrBWUo1FHxur4ULv6jQHrMaxnKJfUOLqB_3C-MuxvDCbFpWklcCH2EPsHnjpnGPew7hS77kg/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8416312178586912053</id><published>2008-12-16T06:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:58:21.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Time Keeps On Slipping...Into The Future!

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These were the words of a song when I was a teenager, probably wasn&#39;t all that spiritual and I don&#39;t remember much more about the song than these words...but I think there&#39;s a truth involved here. Time waits on no one, tomorrow becomes today, yesterday was today, and life as we know is moving at a rapid pace...so the question is what will we do with the time we have?

The concept of process continues to haunt me, the reality that we have been set on a course, given the same exact amount of time each day, week, month, and year to accomplish our assignment, and entrusted by God to do our best...amazing when you think about it...that God would trust us with His time! Recently I was reminded that as I pursue the purpose of my life that I need not rush things, but be faithful and consistent...after all, I have years to fulfill the assignment. In my past I have often tried to rush things, thinking it was better start off running, hit the floor with both feet flying, often wearing out early in the race and losing my way. Not any more...I&#39;m on a journey and inviting others to go with me!

Remember the movie Forest Gump? One day he decided to go for a walk, that walk lasted several years and by the time it was all over there were dozens of people following him. I think that&#39;s the pursuit of God, that we are following Christ, inviting others to join the journey with us, and along the way we develop relationships and discover God in the process!
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Just Some Stuff

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve got a lot of stuff going on right now, our lives are taking some new turns, we have stepped into a sudden season and things are moving quickly. I continue to be amazed at the goodness and the faithfulness of the Lord and am so thankful that I belong to Him!

My sleep is all messed up, for some reason I find myself waking up in the middle of the night, unable to get back to sleep. Think we need a new mattress, or at least a egg shell or mattress pad, it&#39;s killing me.

We cleaned out the garage this week, I know the trash guys hated us this morning.

I am blessed with a gorgeous wife and two beautiful daughters. This week I went with our oldest to get a new cell phone...she just had to have a Voyager from Verizon...I like my Env2! We upgraded to unlimited text on all three lines...Julie is funny, texting is completely foreign to her...should receive some interesting stuff!

Survived shopping yesterday...though I started to wonder for a minute while Old Navy! Thank goodness for Starbucks!

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