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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My earliest memory of politics was voting for Ronald Reagan in the 1980 presidential election. Obviously, since I was 8 years-old, this was a mock election at my elementary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;school. I don't remember why I voted for him, but I thought it was very cool that I voted for the guy who won the actual election.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The fact that we have the opportunity to vote and elect the people who run our state and local governments is something that most Americans take for granted. On average, roughly 58% of eligible voters vote in presidential elections. The number drops below 50% for local elections. Personally, I have always felt a responsibility to vote whenever I had the opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Growing up in the church, it seemed to be typical that Christians were Republicans. I don't remember anyone specifically telling me that. I just got that impression. I toed that line for most of my life, blindly supporting "conservative" candidates because I assumed their beliefs lined up with mine. And I think there are a lot of people who were and are in the same boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure where the term "The Christian Right" came from, but I think it is misguided, at best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Most of the Republicans I see don't seem to be making decisions in office that line up with the teachings of the Bible. Now, before you go crazy on me, I'm not saying they should be making decisions by reading the Bible. But, if you're going to call yourself the Christian Right, you better back it up. Sure, when it comes to abortion and same-sex marriage, they'll shout their opposition from the mountain tops. But, when it comes to fiscal policy, the wealthy people and big corporations seem to be more important than "the least of these".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think it was be great if we just did away with political parties and let candidates stand on their own, instead of spewing partisan sound bites to gain votes. This applies to both sides. Not just the Republicans. I realize this will never happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are a lot of politicians who actually listen to their constituents and work to make their city/state/country a better place. Far too often though, elected officials (especially ones who have been in office a long time) are too busy pandering to the lobbyist and special interests who use their money and influence to keep their favorites in power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Obviously, I could go on for days about this, but I'll quit while I can. I'd love to hear some thoughts on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5223931436287339233?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/fYZH3ItgSYA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5223931436287339233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/12/politics-religion-dont-add-up.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5223931436287339233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5223931436287339233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/fYZH3ItgSYA/politics-religion-dont-add-up.html" title="Politics &amp; Religion Don't Add Up" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96eL2P0U76I/TuJzDNM1XaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/K4Bx6lYbF_Y/s72-c/religion-politics.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/12/politics-religion-dont-add-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUFRn05fSp7ImA9WhRRFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-8083386430211659861</id><published>2011-11-28T12:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:56:57.325-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-29T14:56:57.325-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Grace" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Needy" /><title>"Keep Warm and Well Fed"</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suppose a brother or a sister is without clothes and daily food.&amp;nbsp;If one of you says to them, “Go in peace; keep warm and well fed,” but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; James 2:15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Often, when we think of 'the needy', we think of people in third-world countries, living halfway around the globe. The harsh reality is that there homeless and hungry people all around you. According to a &lt;a href="http://thinkprogress.org/economy/2011/11/24/375776/food-insecurity-by-the-numbers/" target="_blank"&gt;new report&lt;/a&gt;, 17.2 million households were food insecure in 2010. And 6.4 million households experienced very low food security,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“normal eating patterns of one or more household members were disrupted and food intake was reduced at times during the year because they had insufficient money or other resources for food.” Other &lt;a href="http://www.city-data.com/poverty/poverty-Norman-Oklahoma.html" target="_blank"&gt;data&lt;/a&gt; states that in 2009 almost 10% of residents here in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Norman, OK h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;ad incomes of less than 50% of the poverty threshold, which was $21,756 for a family of 2 adults and two children. Can you imagine living on less than $11,000 a year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 32px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; font-size: 28px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;2010 Point-in-Time homeless count documented 573 unduplicated homeless individuals in Norman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Additionally, 268 minor children were documented as homeless through the Department of Education. That is nearly the population of one of our smaller Norman elementary schools and does NOT include parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Before I continue, I think it is important to note that while many people in places of need are to blame for their situation, many others are not. You can live your life the right way, make all the right decisions, and still end up out of a job, out of money, or out of opportunities. Even those who have made poor decisions deserve a second chance (and a third chance). Who of us has never needed a break? Who of us has never needed a hand up? I get so tired of the way some people look on the less fortunate with contempt. Who are we to judge a person, especially without ever taking the time to know them and hear their story? With all the grace and forgiveness I have received in my life, the least I can do is extend that same grace to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you are in the Norman, OK area, below is some information on great organizations who help the needy here. For the rest of you around the country who would like to help, contact your local &lt;a href="http://liveunited.org/" target="_blank"&gt;United Way&lt;/a&gt; and they can point you in the right direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://eastmainplace.com/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;East Main Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a homeless transitional living facility resource. They house more than 50 residents at any given time. They provide c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;omprehensive case management services, accountability and structure. O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;nce people enroll in our program, case managers assist participants with a job search. 90% of their residents work full time within 90-120 days of residency. Additionally, East Main Place is the only housing program in our community that has 100% room sponsorship and EMP is the only program that allows participants to keep all of their apartment furnishings once they successfully graduate the program. Contact Cory Allen at 447-4663 for more information on how you can help/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missionnorman.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mission Norman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;operates a food pantry here in town. Other than food donations, they accept and distribute clothes, toiletries, furniture, dishes, and most anything else. They can be reached at 321-8880.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodandshelterinc.org/home" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food and Shelter, Inc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, serves meals Monday - Saturday to anyone who walks in the door. They also operate a Day Center where homeless or needy families can go for regular, scheduled activities, case management, shower &amp;amp; laundry facilities, and computer/phone use. They also offer children's advocacy services in conjunction with the Oklahoma Department of Health and Human Services, United Way, and the Center for Children &amp;amp; Families. They need volunteers daily in their kitchen as well as donations. Call 360-4954, ext 106 to find out how you can get involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Human suffering and its end is our responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-8083386430211659861?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/YVeKA_3AALo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/8083386430211659861/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/keep-warm-and-well-fed.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8083386430211659861?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8083386430211659861?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/YVeKA_3AALo/keep-warm-and-well-fed.html" title="&quot;Keep Warm and Well Fed&quot;" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGk80s8LOfo/TtUjHxsUHTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5AXd85G3n5c/s72-c/food2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/keep-warm-and-well-fed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkACRXwyfCp7ImA9WhRSGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-4140462033703855630</id><published>2011-11-17T10:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:32:44.294-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T16:32:44.294-06:00</app:edited><title>A Simple Question</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;People are bought and sold everyday. People. Human beings, just like you and me. Children, teenagers, and adults. Male and Female. They are sold in to forced labor. They are sold in to the commercial sex industry. They are treated like trash; used up and thrown away when they are no longer of value to their owners. So here is the simple question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Are you okay with that?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It may seem trite or oversimplified, but that is really what it comes down to.You are either okay with human trafficking or you are not. If you are okay with it, feel free to go on about your business. If you are not okay with it, you have a moral obligation to do something about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;According to Kevin Bales of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.freetheslaves.net/Page.aspx?pid=183" target="_blank"&gt;Free the Slaves&lt;/a&gt;, there are 27 million people&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;modern-day slavery across the world. Aside from that, I'm not going to throw a bunch of statistics on here. The only number that matters is one. One person man forced to work for nothing, one child sold, one girl forced into prostitution. ONE is too many. If you would like to see the statistics (they are astounding), you can click &lt;a href="http://thecnnfreedomproject.blogs.cnn.com/category/the-facts/the-number/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for numbers from the CNN Freedom Project or &lt;a href="http://humantraffickingmovie.com/human-trafficking-statistics.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;list of available statistics estimating the scope of Human Trafficking around the world and within the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So what can one person (you) do to end human trafficking? I'm glad you asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Educate Yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here are just few resources you can use to get information about human trafficking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humantraffickingmovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;A Dance for Bethany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.freetheslaves.net/Page.aspx?pid=183" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Free the Slaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.abolishslavery.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Abolish Slavery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecnnfreedomproject.blogs.cnn.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CNN Freedom Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Most of us like to live in our own little world and take care of our own family and our own problems. We can't concern ourselves with things we are unaware of. Ignorance is bliss, as they say. That's a pretty easy fix. Take the information you find and tell everyone you know. Use Facebook, Twitter, your blog, and any other means you have in make sure that people can't say, "I had no idea".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Most of the sites linked in this post have Facebook pages and Twitter accounts. Follow them for the latest updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the average person, it would be quite difficult to drop everything and go find some victims of human trafficking to set free. Fortunately, there are a multitude of organizations that have laid the groundwork and have systems in place to rescue victims and punish those who are responsible. In addition to the links above, which have information about how you can help, check out the links below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ijm.org/" target="_blank"&gt;International Justice Mission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.polarisproject.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Polaris Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://shedances.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;She Dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, you can always use your favorite search engine to find other organizations to support. Be sure to do your research and make sure they are on the up and up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These men, women, and children need us to speak up for them. Will you help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-4140462033703855630?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/sPFXHxCRCA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/4140462033703855630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-question.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4140462033703855630?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4140462033703855630?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/sPFXHxCRCA4/simple-question.html" title="A Simple Question" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZiAcLylS-Y/TsZ3AZB7U4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UE3_lCmbm9w/s72-c/Hands.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-question.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMDRHc9fCp7ImA9WhRTGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-8198302469846820978</id><published>2011-11-09T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:34:35.964-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-09T15:34:35.964-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Heart and Soul</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For some back-story on my heart condition, check out some older posts &lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-can-be-serious-for-minute.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-my-heart-situation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I had my semiannual&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Echocardiography"&gt;echocardiogram&lt;/a&gt;. Though the results were not much worse than previous tests, my cardiologist felt we should, once again, look into the possibility of having my artificial aortic valve replaced. The valve is not operating at a high efficiency, with pressure building up behind it. I had also, over the last several months, noticed my stamina was worsening. With all that in mind, they set up an appointment to see &lt;a href="http://integrisok.com/nzti-craig-elkins"&gt;Dr. Craig Elkins&lt;/a&gt;, one of the premier cardio thoracic surgeons in Oklahoma. I had seen Dr. Elkins back in 2009 and we decided against surgery at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;My wife Carrie and I met with Dr. Elkins yesterday. I went in to the appointment with the impression that he would give a recommendation for whether or not to have surgery. Oops. He basically left it up to me. Thinking this through over the last couple of weeks, I really felt like it was time to have the surgery. My thoughts on it are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;My mechanical valve is not going to get any better. It may be fine for the next 20 years, the pressure behind the valve could get worse (causing chest pains, lower stamina, heart attack), or it could fail altogether (worst-case scenario).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I am not getting younger. The stress on my body from the surgery and the recovery process will be much easier for a nearly 40-year old than it will be if I wait another 10-20 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I want to be able to enjoy physical activities with my family. Running around the yard playing soccer or baseball with my kids for even a short time wears me out. My artificial valve, and consequently my heart, cannot keep up during moderate periods of exercise or other activities. With the procedure, I will have the right size valve and it should be able to handle these situations with no problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;While Carrie and I have talked about the situation, we hadn't really talked about actually having the surgery or if it was a good idea at this time. So, when Dr. Elkins 'popped the question', I just had to go with what i thought was the best choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Once we agreed to move forward with the surgery, we talked about different options for replacing the valve. After going over several options, we decided on the Ross Procedure. Essentially, the take out the mechanical aortic valve, transplant my healthy pulmonary valve to the aortic position, then a &amp;nbsp;pulmonary homograft (human donor valve) is used to replaced my pulmonary valve. For more details on the Ross Procedure click &lt;a href="http://www.cts.usc.edu/rossprocedure.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.heart-valve-surgery.com/ross-procedure-statistics.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I am having a CT scan this Friday to make sure there are no other issues with my heart. Once that is done, we'll work on scheduling the surgery. It will likely take place in the next 2-3 weeks. I hope to be recovered in time to enjoy the holidays with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;The last three weeks have been very difficult. Even with all the advances in medicine, my chest is going to be cracked open and I'll be in surgery for about 5 hours. Anything can happen. I know that God has this situation in His hands and as Matthew 6:27 says, worrying will not add a single hour to my life. &amp;nbsp;Thank you so much to those have been praying and expressing their support through all of this. I'll post more info as it becomes available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-8198302469846820978?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/g6nYP7nT_IM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/8198302469846820978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/heart-and-soul.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8198302469846820978?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8198302469846820978?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/g6nYP7nT_IM/heart-and-soul.html" title="Heart and Soul" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTstv7qmo14/Trrw3L-81QI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IPH3l-VZPtg/s72-c/heartbeat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/11/heart-and-soul.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkACRHc_fyp7ImA9WhZWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-4527019006053145555</id><published>2011-05-20T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:12:45.947-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-20T09:12:45.947-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Catalyst" /><title>Catalyst Dallas: Dino Rizzo</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q15b-S0aEJ_3Zk65E1wrapczmB8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q15b-S0aEJ_3Zk65E1wrapczmB8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q15b-S0aEJ_3Zk65E1wrapczmB8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q15b-S0aEJ_3Zk65E1wrapczmB8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dino Rizzo is the founding pastor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://healingplacechurch.org/"&gt;Healing Place Church&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; in Baton Rouge, LA., and the author of the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Servolution-Starting-Revolution-Leadership-Innovation/dp/0310287634/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1305897375&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Servolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. In his lab session at Catalyst Dallas, Dino talked passionately about serving and loving your city. Here are the four things you need to do for your city:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love your City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Know your City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Understand your City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pay Attention to your City&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We need to be aware of the seasons and rhythms of our city. If we listen, if we hear what needs to be heard, we will be able to more effectively serve our community. If we can do that, there are some very real and tangible rewards for the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Access&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Visibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Necessary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What this boils down to is, the more you serve and love on your city, the more opportunities you will get to serve. You will get more access to those who need your help the most. The more likely your city will come to you for help. "Serving with a pure heart is worth more than any amount of advertising", Dino said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You will b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e seen as the solution.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus said in Matthew 25:40 &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I really enjoyed Dino's session. We should all have his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;passion for serving our cities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-4527019006053145555?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/I5khwK2UP-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/4527019006053145555/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/05/catalyst-dallas-dino-rizzo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4527019006053145555?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4527019006053145555?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/I5khwK2UP-E/catalyst-dallas-dino-rizzo.html" title="Catalyst Dallas: Dino Rizzo" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/05/catalyst-dallas-dino-rizzo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIBSXw9eip7ImA9WhZSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-5927452591128580954</id><published>2011-03-29T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:42:38.262-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-29T12:42:38.262-05:00</app:edited><title>How Facebook Almost Killed My Blog</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dT9jbh8JnAto83mfYy50H_p6pMI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dT9jbh8JnAto83mfYy50H_p6pMI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dT9jbh8JnAto83mfYy50H_p6pMI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dT9jbh8JnAto83mfYy50H_p6pMI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I started this blog in 2007, I didn't know who, if anyone, would read it. I just knew that I needed a vehicle to share my thoughts. At the time, I was on MySpace but not yet on Facebook. I had written a few posts on MySpace (check 'em out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-old-before-new.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-loyalty-or-lack-thereof-to-certain.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-to-pay-more-attention.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;), but I needed a place to write that everyone could see. Once I started, I couldn't stop. I wrote 25 or so posts in the first 3 months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I continued to write frequently in 2008. I averaged one post a week for the year. Then, something crazy happened. My posts slowed almost to a halt. I posted 13 times in 2009 and 3 times in 2010. So what happened? Facebook happened. When something cool happened or I had a great thought, instead of taking the time to expound on it and writing a blog post, I would just write a quick status update. Call it laziness or impatience and you'd probably be right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The problem is when I post a quick status, it doesn't always fully convey what I really have to say. The other problem is it takes critical thinking out of the equation. Often times, after I post a status on FB, I think "that didn't come out right". When I blog, I take the time to think things through and re-read the post to be sure my thoughts are coming across how I intend them to. I didn't realize how much I missed writing until I took the time to post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/09/911-thoughts.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;my thoughts on 9/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. As I wrote it, it made me so happy to be able to get my thoughts out. I remembered how much I love to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The other hindrance to blogging is time. Since the beginning of 2009, we've added another child to our family and my responsibilities at work have grown. So, it comes down to priorities. There are 168 hours in week. Certainly I can set aside 2-3 three of those to write. I guess time will tell how things go from here. I am a historically fast starter. We'll see if I stick with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For those of you who haven't read my older posts, I encourage you to do so. Please leave feed back, either here or on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jdalton27"&gt;FB&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/jdalton27"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5927452591128580954?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/3Nnc2YGmTJE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5927452591128580954/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-facebook-almost-killed-my-blog.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5927452591128580954?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5927452591128580954?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/3Nnc2YGmTJE/how-facebook-almost-killed-my-blog.html" title="How Facebook Almost Killed My Blog" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-facebook-almost-killed-my-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFSHg-fSp7ImA9WhZSEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-8696289590943182588</id><published>2010-09-14T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:15:19.655-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-25T11:15:19.655-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Television" /><title>9/11 Thoughts</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDm8wnqjcB6lQH3Oae6YKyT5Lds/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDm8wnqjcB6lQH3Oae6YKyT5Lds/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDm8wnqjcB6lQH3Oae6YKyT5Lds/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xDm8wnqjcB6lQH3Oae6YKyT5Lds/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JEREMY%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JEREMY%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;Nine years ago today I was working at Blockbuster in CT. I had gone over  to the  bank and they said a plane hit a building in NYC. I went back  to BBV and  watched live as the second plane hit the World Trade Center.  I was in shock. It was  so surreal. As both towers came crashing down, I  stood in silence. I was  so confused. In my sheltered little world, I  couldn't fathom why anyone would want to attack the United States. I  mean, what did we ever do to them? Naivete is a curious thing.&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  have so much respect for those first responders who, without  hesitation,  rushed into the burning towers. Unconcerned with their own  safety, they did what they were trained to do: help those who needed  help. I don't think I would have been able to run into a burning  building to help people I never met. It takes a certain type of person  to do that. I am so grateful to all those who protect, serve, and rescue  the rest of us. My sister-in-law, Melissa, along with my good friend  Norman, put their lives on the line everyday as police officers.  Melissa's husband, Adam, was a firefighter who was forced to retire due  to the toll the job took on his body. I am thankful for their  sacrifices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most memorable image of the day was  watching people leap out of the World Trade Center. Jumping to their  death. What kind of fear drives someone to jump out of a 20-story  window? What goes through a person's mind as they fall? Blows me away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We  also owe a debt of gratitude to the passengers aboard United Flight 93  who refused to let the hijackers use their plane as a weapon. We don't  know for sure where the plane was headed (likely the White House), but  where ever it was, many more people would have lost their lives if the  brave souls on that plane had not decided to fight back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  sometimes wonder what our world would be like if the attacks of 9/11  never happened. Would war in Iraq happened? Would we have invaded  Afghanistan? How many thousands of lives would have been saved? But the  attacks did happen. And for awhile, the country was united as one  against a common enemy. We flew flags. We sang patriotic songs. We cried  every time the national anthem was played. Before long though, partisan  politics and ideology tore the nation apart once again. Today, our  nation is as divided as it's been in probably 50 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Republican/Democrat.  Religious/non-Religious. Rich/Poor. Haves/Have-nots. Us/Them. Me/You.  Blind distaste for those who don't look, act, dress, feel, live, love  like us. What will it take to unify our once great country? I have no  idea. I fear it will never happen. I pray it doesn't take another  terrorist attack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I get ready for a day of college  football, I won't cheer as loud as I usually would. I'll temper my joy  over the day's events with the memory of the events of the day 9 years  ago when our world was forever changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-8696289590943182588?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/NCfB8NnGCJQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/8696289590943182588/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/09/911-thoughts.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8696289590943182588?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8696289590943182588?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/NCfB8NnGCJQ/911-thoughts.html" title="9/11 Thoughts" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/09/911-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4FRHo_fip7ImA9WxFSF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-5689667731746833922</id><published>2010-04-20T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:48:35.446-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-20T14:48:35.446-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><title>Book Report: You Can't Send a Duck to Eagle School</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xaJmXCmDiNVeeMLYHCdJwRNy-n4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xaJmXCmDiNVeeMLYHCdJwRNy-n4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xaJmXCmDiNVeeMLYHCdJwRNy-n4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xaJmXCmDiNVeeMLYHCdJwRNy-n4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, it's not really a book report. My boss recently asked us to read this book on leadership. I enjoyed it quite a bit and thought I'd share some of my favorite quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's the little things, not the big ones that will earn  the respect of your people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"In 3 years every product I make will  be obsolete. The only question is whether we will make it obsolete or  someone else will." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; font-family: arial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271792547_0"&gt;Bill  Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"It is important to remember that we cannot become  what we need to be by remaining who we are." Max Dupree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If your  company mission is to climb a tree, which would you rather so: hire a  SQUIRREL or train a HORSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you throw your heart over the  fence, the rest will follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The "Eat the frog" analogy (look it up) hit home  for me. I often get the easy things out of the way first and leave the  difficult tasks for later. Not a good plan. I am working on changing  that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; font-family: arial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271792547_1"&gt;Procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  is attitude's natural assassin. There's nothing so fatiguing as an  uncompleted task." This is a big one for me. Still working on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wisdom  is knowing the right path to take...integrity is taking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Focus  on the critical few, and not the insignificant many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things that  matter most must never be at the mercy of things that matter least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"In  business, real discipline comes in saying NO to the wrong  opportunities." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; font-family: arial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1271792547_2"&gt;Jim Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"The  greatest management principle in the world is 'things that get rewarded  and appreciated get done'" Michael Le Bouf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"GOALS are for the  future; VALUES are for now. GOALS are set; VALUES are lived. GOALS  change; VALUES are rocks that you can count on." Sheldon Bowles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, I will be reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rules of the Red Rubber Ball&lt;/span&gt; by Kevin Carroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5689667731746833922?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/RerXUQSA2cs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5689667731746833922/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-report-you-cant-send-duck-to-eagle.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5689667731746833922?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5689667731746833922?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/RerXUQSA2cs/book-report-you-cant-send-duck-to-eagle.html" title="Book Report: You Can't Send a Duck to Eagle School" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-report-you-cant-send-duck-to-eagle.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCQXsyfCp7ImA9WxFSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-6401754945913695019</id><published>2010-04-19T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:39:20.594-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-19T13:39:20.594-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title>Hitting the Reset Button</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2T9gJco7SMzp6_ce92O9xyPkkkg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2T9gJco7SMzp6_ce92O9xyPkkkg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today, Carrie and I starting a 4-week detox. For us, that means eliminating processed and other difficult to digest foods from our diet, including: all breads, alcohol, sweeteners, pickles, dairy products, coffee, soda, sugar, honey, and peanut butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what will we eat? Lean proteins(beans, organic, cage-free, hormone-free meats), healthy fats (EVOO, coconut oil, avocado, olives), high-fiber carbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today's menu so far: 3-egg omelet w/ beans, pepper &amp;amp; onion for breakfast and a protein shake (protein powder, fiber, &amp;amp; berries) for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am also going to start hitting the Y again. Mostly cardio to start. Then, the weights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Along with this physical reset, I am also hitting a mental and spiritual reset button. I am committed to reading my Bible daily. I am also going to be reading some form of non-fiction book, most likely self-improvement stuff. I am almost done with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;You Can't Send a Duck to Eagle School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, which my boss gave us to read. When I'm done, I'll pass along some of my favorite quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-6401754945913695019?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/wMsD3yV1H7g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/6401754945913695019/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/04/hitting-reset-button.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6401754945913695019?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6401754945913695019?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/wMsD3yV1H7g/hitting-reset-button.html" title="Hitting the Reset Button" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2010/04/hitting-reset-button.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEAQHg6fyp7ImA9WxNUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-1716760485465434266</id><published>2009-11-06T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:07:21.617-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-06T10:07:21.617-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>Sweetly Broken</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6-s37xqo4yud4GHtBMoYxlIcL_M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6-s37xqo4yud4GHtBMoYxlIcL_M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One of my favorite songs this year is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweetly Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; by Jeremy Riddle. And it's not just because he has the best first name ever. The lyrics give a great visual and serve as poignant reminder of what Christ did on the cross. The lyrics and a video are below. Discuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremy Riddle - &lt;em&gt;Sweetly Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;From the album &lt;i&gt;Sweetly Broken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;To the cross I look, to the cross I cling&lt;br /&gt;Of its suffering I do drink&lt;br /&gt;Of its work I do sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For on it my Savior both bruised and crushed&lt;br /&gt;Showed that God is love&lt;br /&gt;And God is just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;At the cross You beckon me&lt;br /&gt;You draw me gently to my knees, and I am&lt;br /&gt;Lost for words, so lost in love,&lt;br /&gt;I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a priceless gift, undeserved life&lt;br /&gt;Have I been given&lt;br /&gt;Through Christ crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve called me out of death&lt;br /&gt;You’ve called me into life&lt;br /&gt;And I was under Your wrath&lt;br /&gt;Now through the cross I’m reconciled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In awe of the cross I must confess&lt;br /&gt;How wondrous Your redeeming love and&lt;br /&gt;How great is Your faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="" href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=1579461"&gt;Sweetly Broken Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=1579461,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=1579461,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="" href="http://www.myspace.com/jaybauman"&gt;Jay&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="" href="http://vids.myspace.com/"&gt;MySpace Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-1716760485465434266?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/1FZIw-E71-g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/1716760485465434266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweetly-broken.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1716760485465434266?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1716760485465434266?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/1FZIw-E71-g/sweetly-broken.html" title="Sweetly Broken" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweetly-broken.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBSH4zfSp7ImA9WxNXEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-4165905325081346733</id><published>2009-09-29T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:59:19.085-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-29T14:59:19.085-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><title>Six Ways to Make People Like you</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qk4WEDmg80s0EekfnjBsRiKi3SQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Qk4WEDmg80s0EekfnjBsRiKi3SQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From &lt;a class="zem_slink freebase/guid/9202a8c04000641f800000000019543e" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dale_Carnegie" title="Dale Carnegie" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Dale Carnegie&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Win-Friends-Influence-People/dp/0091906814%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dzemanta-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0091906814" title="How to Win Friends and Influence People" rel="amazon"&gt;How to Win Friends and Influence People&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Become genuinely interested in other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Remember that a person's name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk in terms of the other person's interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make the other person feel important - and do it sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/01560029-d603-4d54-8af4-570f30971f58/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=01560029-d603-4d54-8af4-570f30971f58" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related more-info pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-4165905325081346733?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/rBkom2O67es" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/4165905325081346733/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/09/six-ways-to-make-people-like-you.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4165905325081346733?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/4165905325081346733?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/rBkom2O67es/six-ways-to-make-people-like-you.html" title="Six Ways to Make People Like you" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/09/six-ways-to-make-people-like-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkANQnY6cCp7ImA9WxJaE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-3845806498844688657</id><published>2009-08-03T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:13:13.818-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-03T09:13:13.818-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>Alabaster Jar</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DufrdkqlPRgP0EdbGEsSAilSYfs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DufrdkqlPRgP0EdbGEsSAilSYfs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A while back, &lt;a href="http://www.kylecantrell.net/dyn/showpage.php?id=15"&gt;Kyle&lt;/a&gt; and the band at &lt;a href="http://www2.journeychurch.cc/"&gt;Journey&lt;/a&gt; started singing Alabaster Jar by Gateway Worship. I don't know what it is about this song, but every time we sing it I lose it. I'll be singing and tears just start pouring down my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is an interesting thing to worship while basically crying. Vulnerable is the word that comes to mind. I am a self-conscious person and wasn't really comfortable with it (as if anyone was paying attention to me). So, I tried to wipe the tears as they came. Now I embrace it. I feel like I am truly worshiping. The only thing in that moment is me praising the one true God. The One who has blessed me beyond measure. The One who sent his son to die on a cross for me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I thought more about the song and read the lyrics and the story in the Bible it is based on (Luke 7:36-50), I realized the thing I love about the song and the story is that it is about giving. This woman brought the one thing she had that was worth anything and she broke the jar and poured the perfume on Jesus feet. This was after she washed his feet with her tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the question becomes, "what is my Alabaster Jar?" What do I need to bring to Jesus? I don't really know the answer right now. I know I need to figure it out and give it to God. What about you? What is your Alabaster Jar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkP52EZ2HFY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkP52EZ2HFY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alabaster Jar - Gateway Worship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This alabaster jar&lt;br /&gt;is all I have of worth&lt;br /&gt;I break it at Your feet, Lord&lt;br /&gt;It's less than You deserve&lt;br /&gt;You're far more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;More precious than the oil&lt;br /&gt;The sum of my desires&lt;br /&gt;and the fullness of my joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like You spilled Your blood,&lt;br /&gt;I spill my heart as an offering&lt;br /&gt;to my King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, take me&lt;br /&gt;As an offering&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, giving every heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;For Your glory take me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that I have left&lt;br /&gt;is all I have of worth&lt;br /&gt;I lay it at Your feet, Lord&lt;br /&gt;It's less than You deserve&lt;br /&gt;And though I've little strength&lt;br /&gt;And though my days are few,&lt;br /&gt;You gave Your life for me&lt;br /&gt;So, I will live my life for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Worthy, Worthy&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-3845806498844688657?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/ajPpwhzYz_c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/3845806498844688657/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/08/alabaster-jar.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3845806498844688657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3845806498844688657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/ajPpwhzYz_c/alabaster-jar.html" title="Alabaster Jar" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/08/alabaster-jar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMCRHg4fyp7ImA9WxJWF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-6420049160792853197</id><published>2009-06-19T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:54:25.637-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T14:54:25.637-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories" /><title>1984 - Musically Speaking</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8vb3g4xJ2uW1Pyjx0CYzdqhbwbo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8vb3g4xJ2uW1Pyjx0CYzdqhbwbo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I recently ran across a list of albums that come out 25 years ago. That would put us in 1984. I was blown away by how many amazing albums came out that year. Some were hugely successful, while others were just ones that I personally loved. The list is below along with my thoughts on each one. I didn't put down all of the records on the list simply because I wasn't familiar enough to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bon Jovi - Bon Jovi:&lt;/span&gt; The album that started it all for one of the most successful bands ever. "Runaway" was the only real hit and I still love to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twisted Sister - Stay Hungry:&lt;/span&gt; You couldn't turn on MTV for 20 minutes in 1984 with out seeing the awesome videos for either "We're Not Gonna Take It" or "I Wanna Rock". Straight up pop rock at it's finest and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hall &amp;amp; Oates - Big Bam Boom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nothing great here. Just a solid pop record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duran Duran - Arena:&lt;/span&gt; Oh how I love me some Duran Duran. While this wasn't an album of all new material, it was good stuff all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryan Adams - Reckless:&lt;/span&gt; Bryan Adams is one of my top 5 or 10 solo artists ever. Not that there is an actual list (yet). Reckless is by far his best album. With the singles "Run to You", " Heaven", "Somebody", "Summer of '69" and the Tina Turner duet "It's only Love", I wore this tape out. Can't say enough about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tina Turner - Private Dancer:&lt;/span&gt; Turner had widely been written off by most in the music industry when she turned out this album. I'm not a huge Turner fan, but who can resist "What's Love Got to Do with It", "Better be Good to Me" and "Private Dancer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna - Like a Virgin:&lt;/span&gt; Say what you want about Madonna, Like a Virgin was a tour de force that sold 10 Million copies during it's initial run and 21 Million copies all together. I was as into this album just as much as the next guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Van Halen - 1984:&lt;/span&gt; This was my first exposure to Van Halen and it has been all good ever since. Easily in my top 5 bands of all time (no official list yet either). While "Jump" was by far the most popular single, I was a bigger fan of "Panama".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metallica - Ride the Lightning: &lt;/span&gt;My introduction to the music of Metallica would come several years later through the song "One" and Lightning is probably 4th on my list of favorite Metallica records. Having said that, there is no denying the musical mastery contained here. "For Whom the Bell Tolls" is top 3 on my list of favorite 'Tallica songs. Interestingly, I just read that "Creeping Death" was based on the plagues in Exodus Chapter 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U2 - The Unforgettable Fire:&lt;/span&gt; Stuck between War and  The Joshua Tree, this record was, to me, a musical turning point for the band. &lt;/span&gt;"Pride (In the Name of Love)"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is an enduring anthem of civil rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruce Springsteen - Born in the U.S.A.:&lt;/span&gt; The Boss at his best. One of the best top-to-bottom rock albums ever. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince - Purple Rain:&lt;/span&gt; The peak of Prince's musical success, Purple Rain is, like Born in the U.S.A., is great for start to finish. With only eight songs, it has very little "fat" on it. "Let's Go Crazy" "Purple Rain" are my favorite tracks. The movie is also worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean. A ton of great music from 1984. I'd love to get your thoughts on this list and these albums. To see the whole list that I got these from &lt;a href="http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/listoftheday/130754/it-was-25-years-ago-todaydo-you-remember-1984/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-6420049160792853197?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/rW77IukE7xE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/6420049160792853197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/06/1984-musically-speaking.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6420049160792853197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6420049160792853197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/rW77IukE7xE/1984-musically-speaking.html" title="1984 - Musically Speaking" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/06/1984-musically-speaking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IERHg6fip7ImA9WxVaE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-8611535927014688542</id><published>2009-04-09T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:25:05.616-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-09T13:25:05.616-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>Update on My Heart Situation</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3bpHhDjpYYSTV6n-Hn2LY4tjyhM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3bpHhDjpYYSTV6n-Hn2LY4tjyhM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before I get to the update, I wanted to take a minute to say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"thank you"&lt;/span&gt; to everyone for their thoughts and prayers. The support has a been a bit overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, I met with Dr. Kyle Toal, a cardiac surgeon out of Norman. The surgery he recommended was a Pulmonary Autograft (also known as the &lt;a href="http://www.ctsnet.org/doc/2380"&gt;Ross Procedure&lt;/a&gt;). There are positives and negatives for choosing this surgery over a straight valve replacement, using an artificial or tissue valve. Dr. Toal sent us to see one of the few surgeons in the United States who does the Ross Procedure, &lt;a href="http://www.integris-health.com/INTEGRIS/en-US/Specialties/P-Z/Transplants/Physicians/elkins.htm"&gt;Dr Craig Elkins&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Dr. Elkins last week and efter reviewing my records, he sees no need to rush into surgery (yay!). In order to get a clearer picture of what's going on in my heart, he recommended I have a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heartsite.com/html/tee.html"&gt;Transesophageal Echocardiogram&lt;/a&gt; (TEE). That is scheduled for Tuesday, April 21st at 10:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This test will determine wether I need surgery in the near future or we monitor my situation to see if things get worse. So, it's a bit stressful. I am pretty much at peace with howver it turns out. If I have surgery, I am okay with that. During the 4-6 weeks of recovery I could write a book or just play poker online for hours on end! What concerns me is the toll it will take on my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's the story. I'll let write more when I know more. In the meantime, I feel some non-heart related blogs in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-8611535927014688542?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/a9Bhs_dQ63U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/8611535927014688542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-my-heart-situation.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8611535927014688542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/8611535927014688542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/a9Bhs_dQ63U/update-on-my-heart-situation.html" title="Update on My Heart Situation" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-my-heart-situation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQHk5eCp7ImA9WxVUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-7753682923588105355</id><published>2009-03-15T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:23:21.720-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-16T10:23:21.720-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>If I Can Be Serious For A Minute (updated)</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbUpgdkNu8_72HwvTezlEwI253c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbUpgdkNu8_72HwvTezlEwI253c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This a bit of a long read. Please take the time to read it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Back Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was born with a congenital heart defect. There was something wrong with my aortic valve. The aortic valve pumps the blood in and out of the heart. When I was six years old, they replaced my vale with a pig's valve. Yes, a pig's valve. My mom tells me it was new and experimental at the time, but it should have lasted me 8-10 years. I don't remember much about the surgery. Although I do remember being in the hospital afterward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three years later, the valve started to calcify. Basically, it wouldn't close all the way and the outgoing blood was flowing back in. My heart was working twice as hard and the left side of my chest was very enlarged. When I was ten, I had my second open-heart surgery. They put in a metal and plastic St. Jude's Valve. Think of it as a carburetor. I am told the surgery almost came too late and they almost lost me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember quite a bit about the second surgery. I missed the last month of fourth grade, which was awesome. I remember picking out which room I would be in after the surgery. They were just opening a new wing at Yale-New Haven Hospital (where I had both of my surgeries). I remember getting a big card from my classmates. I got to hang out and watch TV and lay around all day. Of course, I had no idea how serious my situation was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They put the largest valve in that they could, hoping I wouldn't outgrow it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The Current Situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've lived the last 26 years of my life taking blood thinners and getting blood drawn on a regular basis to regulate my coagulation levels. I haven't had any major problems other than occasional problems with my blood being too thin or too thick. That is until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been trying to get in to see a new cardiologist for about six months. The main reason I was trying to get in was so I could get a clean bill of health so I could get life insurance. I finally got in a month ago. They did the standard EKG and other tests. A week and a half ago, the nurse called and said the doctor needed me to come in and talk about the results of my tests. I don't know about you but when they need you to come in and talk about it. That's never a good sign. The nurse, sensing my distress, reassured me that "it's not life-threatening or anything." Huh? Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going in to the appointment, I really just knew that something was seriously wrong. he basically told me that there was pressure behind the valve. meaning the the blood wasn't getting through fast enough. I had out grown my valve and needed surgery to put a larger one in. I just kind of went numb for a minute. I knew it was coming, yet I couldn't believe it. As we talked for the next few minutes, I couldn't even look at my wife. I had all I could do to not lose it in front of the doctor. I've been a bit of an emotional wreck lately as it was. This put me over the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Where We Go From Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The doctor told me I needed to decide who to I want to do the surgery. Dr. Toal is the cardiothoracic surgeon from the group I see here in Norman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;UPDATE - I have an appointment with Dr. Toal on March 24 @ 9:20 to go over the test results and discuss our options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; After that, we'll get a second opinion, probably from Dr. John Randolph from the Oklahoma Heart Hospital. And then...surgery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just never imagined I would need surgery again. I just can't wrap my head around it. I don't get how I've outgrown the valve, when I haven't "grown" much in the last 10 years. Five years ago, I gained 15-20 pounds. I've had atleast two EKGs since then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that God is in control of the sutuation. I know that He won't give us more than we can handle. I know they do these aortic valve replacements all the time now. I also know that anything can happen when they crack open your chest. I know that I have a wife and a son and a daughter on the way that I want to spend the rest of my life living for and with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The song that keep popping into my head is "Praise You in the Storm" by Casting Crowns. It can be hard to praise God when things are tough and bad things are happening. The important thing to remember is that God a great God and we have been so blessed. It is easy to forget all of that when bad things happen. I vow to not let that happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please pray for my family and I. That we would be at ease with what's to come. Pray for the doctors and nurses and everyone who will have a hand in this. Pray that I would be a light to them and the love of Christ would show through me. Thank you for all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O0v5oIVT1ZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O0v5oIVT1ZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-7753682923588105355?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/R9nuJ57gXQA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/7753682923588105355/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-can-be-serious-for-minute.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/7753682923588105355?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/7753682923588105355?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/R9nuJ57gXQA/if-i-can-be-serious-for-minute.html" title="If I Can Be Serious For A Minute (updated)" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-can-be-serious-for-minute.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkENRno6eSp7ImA9WxVVE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-1599033011558140016</id><published>2009-03-06T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:11:37.411-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T08:11:37.411-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Owen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title>Interview with Owen - Mommy Questions</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aeeP4YoGn6FwZ9kbzkCs5ovwAsk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aeeP4YoGn6FwZ9kbzkCs5ovwAsk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since turn about is fair play, here is my interview with Owen about Carrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Saturday, Feb 28, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Kid Interview : Owen, 3 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I typed exactly what he answered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1. What is something mom always says to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 2. What makes mom happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When I turn the light on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 3. What makes mom sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; when I don't listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 4. How does your mom make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She cleans the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 5. What was your mom like as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 6. How old is your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 7. How tall is your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She's very tall, like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 8. What is her favorite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Play with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 9. What does your mom do when you're not around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She hangs out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 11. What is your mom really good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 12. What is your mom not very good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 13. What does your mom do for his job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cleans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 14. What is your mom's favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Helicopters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 15. What makes you proud of your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When I give her hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Race car driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 17. What do you and your mom do together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Go to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 18. How are you and your mom the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We're tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 19. How are you and your mom different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 20. How do you know your mom loves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She gives me kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 21. What does your mom like most about your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; She loves him the mostest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 22. Where is your mom's favorite place to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Taco Beuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-1599033011558140016?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/mBWzxvbTiG8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/1599033011558140016/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-with-owen-mommy-questions.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1599033011558140016?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1599033011558140016?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/mBWzxvbTiG8/interview-with-owen-mommy-questions.html" title="Interview with Owen - Mommy Questions" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-with-owen-mommy-questions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYHQn86eCp7ImA9WxVVEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-3389578971812450811</id><published>2009-03-02T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:08:53.110-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-02T20:08:53.110-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>What's In A Name?</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZxHLsoq4TbAcLqBUDZxLXGND1OQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZxHLsoq4TbAcLqBUDZxLXGND1OQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since we are having a tough time deciding/agreeing on a name, we decided to take our quandary to the masses. Please help us out by voting for your favorite name.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.acepolls.com/votes" method="post"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(101, 223, 224); padding: 10px 0pt; background-color: rgb(231, 246, 248); width: 250px; background-image: url(http://www.acepolls.com/images/designs/yellow_star.gif);"&gt;&lt;input name="vote[poll_id]" value="848762" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(250, 62, 250); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which name do you like best?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin: 0pt; list-style-type: none; padding-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="4928265" value="4928265" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="4928265" style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);"&gt;Camille&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="4928266" value="4928266" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="4928266" style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);"&gt;Claire&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="4928267" value="4928267" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="4928267" style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);"&gt;Dillon&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="4928268" value="4928268" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="4928268" style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);"&gt;Paige&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="4928269" value="4928269" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="4928269" style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);"&gt;Sophie&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Vote!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/polls/848762-which-name-do-you-like-best/results"&gt;View Results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(29, 211, 73);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/create"&gt;Create a Blog Poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*Disclaimer - We are under no obligation to use the name with the highest number of votes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-3389578971812450811?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/HjGc0PpMC2k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/3389578971812450811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-in-name.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3389578971812450811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3389578971812450811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/HjGc0PpMC2k/whats-in-name.html" title="What's In A Name?" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-in-name.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAASX44eSp7ImA9WxVWFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-5748507977502979935</id><published>2009-02-25T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:52:28.031-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-25T10:52:28.031-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><title>27 Things You May or May Not Know About Me</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/I3BpyScdxIjT7ETCCR4TGD_h8ls/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/I3BpyScdxIjT7ETCCR4TGD_h8ls/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. I spent 18 years of my life living in a log cabin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 2. I was a fan of pro wrestling all my life until my favorite wrestler murdered his family and committed suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 3. I have had open-heart surgery...twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 4. I had a collapsed lung when I was about 10 years old while on vacation in Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 5. I have cat-like reflexes (seriously).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 6. My favorite actor is Sean Penn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 7. I like Grease 2 more than Grease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 8. I once went on a date with a girl who was born on the same day I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 9. I thought it was fate and we would be together forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 10. I am a hopeless romantic (after #9, I probably didn't need to mention that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 11. I spent most of my life with relatively low self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 12. I am a very emotional person. I get misty-eyed pretty regularly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 13. I didn't used to be that way and I'm not sure when I changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 14. I became a Christian when I was in the fourth grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 15. I didn't start living like it until I was almost 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 16. I am from Connecticut, my wife is from Oklahoma, we met in Massachusetts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 17. I have lived in CT, WY, MA, TN, and OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 18. I never had a drop of alcohol until I was 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 19. I have never smoked a cigarette (unless you count trying one when I was like 9).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 20. No matter how hard or how much someone hurts me, I eventually get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 21. I would do anything for the people I care about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 22. I get attached to people pretty quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 23. I have never been diagnosed with OCD, but I am pretty obsessive and compulsive about a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 24. I weighed less than 5 pounds when I was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 25. I weighed 121 pounds from the time I was 21 until I was 32.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 26. My dream job, at various times in my life include, chef, bartender, professional poker player, football player and professional wrestler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; 27. My favorite comedian is Dennis Leary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5748507977502979935?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/GD06kI8GGXI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5748507977502979935/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/02/27-things-you-may-or-may-not-know-about.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5748507977502979935?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5748507977502979935?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/GD06kI8GGXI/27-things-you-may-or-may-not-know-about.html" title="27 Things You May or May Not Know About Me" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/02/27-things-you-may-or-may-not-know-about.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGRHc6eip7ImA9WxVVE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-6214772663868753498</id><published>2009-02-25T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:10:25.912-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T08:10:25.912-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Owen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title>Interview with Owen Dalton</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rq5lb92rh_nr4N0ZXHfWRWg4ZVA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rq5lb92rh_nr4N0ZXHfWRWg4ZVA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My wife interviewed our son about me. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Kid interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Monday, Feb 23, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Kid Interview : Owen, 3 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I typed exactly what he answered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1. What is something dad always says to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 2. What makes dad happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A dinosaur hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 3. What makes dad sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When I brag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 4. How does your dad make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He uses the loud screwdriver and it makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 5. What was your dad like as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 6. How old is your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 7. How tall is your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This tall (puts hands above his head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 8. What is his favorite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He loves to play with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 9. What does your dad do when you're not around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He screws around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 10. If your dad becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 11. What is your dad really good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He's really good at sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 12. What is your dad not very good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He's not very good at going outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 13. What does your dad do for his job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He buys stuff for his work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 14. What is your dad's favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 15. What makes you proud of your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; When he plays outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 16. If your dad were a cartoon character, who would he be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 17. What do you and your dad do together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just hang out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 18. How are you and your dad the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We're tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 19. How are you and your dad different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He's taller....no, I'M taller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 20. How do you know your dad loves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Because God loves us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 21. What does your dad like most about your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 22. Where is your dad's favorite place to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; City Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-6214772663868753498?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/JE8NjaBiTBY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/6214772663868753498/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/02/interview-with-owen-dalton.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6214772663868753498?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/6214772663868753498?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/JE8NjaBiTBY/interview-with-owen-dalton.html" title="Interview with Owen Dalton" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/02/interview-with-owen-dalton.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFQ3c6eSp7ImA9WxVRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-5550459910516330199</id><published>2009-01-26T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:05:12.911-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-26T13:05:12.911-06:00</app:edited><title>Prayer Requests</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UB1tqVEoeSc6CjtlKRW-9Xdqsw4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UB1tqVEoeSc6CjtlKRW-9Xdqsw4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not a whole lot going on lately. So, I've decided to use this space to share some prayer requests for myself and others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continued healing for friends of ours who lost their unborn child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For another couple we know who are trying to have another child and have had several miscarraiges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For friends who are trying to buy their first home. That God would open doors for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For friends who are going through tough times in their marraige. Pray they will be able to talk openly about their issues and work things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For a friend who is interviewing for new jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the salvation of friends of mine. That God would soften their hearts and they would be open to hearing about the Gospel. Also, that God would give me the words and confidence to speak to them about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the continued health of our unborn child and it's mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I would find a doctor who will see me about my ADD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my mother and I and healing in our relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5550459910516330199?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/DPpmIwv-yDo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5550459910516330199/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-requests.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5550459910516330199?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5550459910516330199?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/DPpmIwv-yDo/prayer-requests.html" title="Prayer Requests" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-requests.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUFRns7eip7ImA9WxVSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-5370821973832290508</id><published>2009-01-14T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:56:57.502-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-14T10:56:57.502-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>Trying To Get The Ants Out Of My Pants</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d6SXZpkLJPwG-CutdmBBWcHGCG8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d6SXZpkLJPwG-CutdmBBWcHGCG8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was driving home on Monday and the song "Be Still" by Storyside:B came on the radio. As I listened to it and focused on the lyrics, I really felt like God was speaking to me. I'm not really good at "being still." In fact, it's really hard for me. Maybe it's the ADD or the Mad Cow, but I feel the need to always be doing something. And amid all the distractions of this world it's hard for me to keep God at the forefront. And it's easy to forget that He is always with me. When I'm going through rough times, it's difficult to remember that no matter what, He is with me and all I need to do is call on Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get so caught up in trying to fix things myself or to fix myself, that I forget that He is the One who can do those things. I have tried over and over again to handle things on my own and it becomes clearer and clearer everyday that I can't do it on my own. I guess it's just our nature as independent people to want to try. But, Paul tells us in Philippians 4:13, "&lt;em&gt;I can do all things through Christ, who streghtens me&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are also many mentions in the Bible of God being with us. Here are a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;amp;chapter=26&amp;amp;verse=24&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Genesis 26:24&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the LORD appeared to him and said, "I am the God of your father Abraham. Do not be afraid, for I am with you; I will bless you and will increase the number of your descendants for the sake of my servant Abraham." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;amp;chapter=28&amp;amp;verse=15&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Genesis 28:15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=30&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Jeremiah 1:8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you," declares the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=53&amp;amp;chapter=5&amp;amp;verse=3&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;1 Corinthians 5:3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am not physically present, I am with you in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's comforting to know that God is with me. The key is to always remember that, shich would be a lot easier if I could just be still. I have to work on that. Here are the lyrics and a video of "Be Still."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember all the times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The good times and the bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm still holding on to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some days I wanna run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And times I come undone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I still belong to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's how I know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I feel like caving in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My heart my soul is wearing thin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just want to give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing seems at all to add up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can you hear me Lord? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My face is down upon the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's then you whisper in my ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be still and know I'm here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I see a side of you my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The same struggles that I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My heart goes out to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know it's hard to feel alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And this world's so unforgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been feeling that way too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I can tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I feel like caving in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart my soul is wearing thin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing seems at all to add up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you hear me Lord? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My face is down upon the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's then you whisper in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be still and know I'm here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is that you? I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s this me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;t's sometimes hard to believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's not just you And not just me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We all need to believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I feel like caving in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My heart my soul is wearing thin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just want to give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing seems at all to add up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know you hear me lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When my face is down upon the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's then you whisper in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be still and know I'm here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be still and know I'm here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="godtube" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" width="330" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="viewkey=8c8d1de2046272bda28d" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-5370821973832290508?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/ZAAeY3V1K74" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/5370821973832290508/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/01/trying-to-get-ants-out-of-my-pants.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5370821973832290508?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/5370821973832290508?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/ZAAeY3V1K74/trying-to-get-ants-out-of-my-pants.html" title="Trying To Get The Ants Out Of My Pants" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2009/01/trying-to-get-ants-out-of-my-pants.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIESX87eip7ImA9WxRaEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-2422691789075839058</id><published>2008-12-11T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:55:08.102-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-11T15:55:08.102-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Music" /><title>Best Album Ever</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6OIPbWo6aS07I05e0hWlIjQsPvM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6OIPbWo6aS07I05e0hWlIjQsPvM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/SUGKvrY8iDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/k8ZI78A4pBs/s1600-h/hearts-of-the-innocent_kutless_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/SUGKvrY8iDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/k8ZI78A4pBs/s200/hearts-of-the-innocent_kutless_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278652789960771634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not a lot of time to write, but I have to tell you (that's right, I'm talking to you) that I may have found the best album I've ever heard. that may be a stretch, but may not. It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.kutless.com/"&gt;Kutless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hearts of the Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. The first song I heard from Kutless was "Sea of Faces" back when we lived in Nashville. I liked them then, but didn't hear anything from them for awhile. I finally started hearing a bunch of songs from them when I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.air1.com"&gt;Air 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; here in Oklahoma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ended up getting their two most recent CDs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hearts of the Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;To Know That You're Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. While I like them both, H.o.t.I. is by far my favorite. I have probably listened to it 35 times so far. It's hard to pick favorites, but if I had to, I'd say the title track, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Shut Me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Winds of Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Million Dollar Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It really is just a great rock album with some ballads thrown in for good measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's odd to say that a CD you've owned for a month is your favorite of all time. But, it may very well be. To order it click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://air1.musichristian.com/sys/search.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Actually, you don't have a choice. You must go buy it now. Seriously. Go. You won't regret it. I promise. I'd love to hear what you guys think of it. so, bring the feedback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-2422691789075839058?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/RntNmYlyI0U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/2422691789075839058/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-album-ever.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/2422691789075839058?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/2422691789075839058?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/RntNmYlyI0U/best-album-ever.html" title="Best Album Ever" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/SUGKvrY8iDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/k8ZI78A4pBs/s72-c/hearts-of-the-innocent_kutless_large.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-album-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMNQHw6fCp7ImA9WxRbGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-1537402299179660283</id><published>2008-12-09T08:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:01:31.214-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-09T10:01:31.214-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>Numbers 11</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ivwlwzC8hNpQotU6SQWK6uF91qI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ivwlwzC8hNpQotU6SQWK6uF91qI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ivwlwzC8hNpQotU6SQWK6uF91qI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ivwlwzC8hNpQotU6SQWK6uF91qI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The rabble with them began to crave other food, and again the Israelites started wailing and said, "If only we had meat to eat! We remember the fish we ate in Egypt at no cost—also the cucumbers, melons, leeks, onions and garlic. But now we have lost our appetite; we never see anything but this manna!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Tell the people: 'Consecrate yourselves in preparation for tomorrow, when you will eat meat. The LORD heard you when you wailed, "If only we had meat to eat! We were better off in Egypt!" Now the LORD will give you meat, and you will eat it. You will not eat it for just one day, or two days, or five, ten or twenty days, but for a whole month—until it comes out of your nostrils and you loathe it—because you have rejected the LORD, who is among you, and have wailed before him, saying, "Why did we ever leave Egypt?" ' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers 11:4-6 and 18-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clark brought up this passage during the Hungry series. I found it particularly interesting. God had delivered the Israelites from captivity in Egypt and they were complaining about the FOOD. I'm not saying that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manna"&gt;manna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was a delight to eat, but I'm thinking it beat being a slave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also interesting is how angry God got about it. God was like, "You want food? I'll give you food!" He brought quail to them and not just a few. Verse 31 says the quail was 3 feet deep for a days walk in any direction! Verse 33 tells us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"But while the meat was still between their teeth and before it could be consumed, the anger of the Lord burned against the people, and he struck them with a severe plague."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So many times in my own life I have been ungrateful. God has been so good to me and my family, yet I find my self wishing for this or that, complaining about the trivial things. It's like someone who rides a bike everywhere winning a car and complaining because they don't have any gas money. Okay, not exactly. But, you get the point.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, if our complaints anger the Lord, how much are they preventing Him from working and moving in our lives. Seems to me if we were satisfied in the Lord and all that He has done for us, it would allow/encourage God to move even more in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-1537402299179660283?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/Zn1X2AE4rmw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/1537402299179660283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/numbers-11.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1537402299179660283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/1537402299179660283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/Zn1X2AE4rmw/numbers-11.html" title="Numbers 11" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/numbers-11.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UNRHk8cCp7ImA9WxRbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-3407061086066838443</id><published>2008-12-08T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:01:35.778-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-08T12:01:35.778-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>What Are You Hungry For?</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OrYdifYjdLitihq2CpH9NozBfS0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OrYdifYjdLitihq2CpH9NozBfS0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OrYdifYjdLitihq2CpH9NozBfS0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OrYdifYjdLitihq2CpH9NozBfS0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the last several weeks at church, we've done a series called Hungry (for what matters most). The first week &lt;a href="http://www2.journeychurch.cc/CLARKMITCHELLTV/tabid/429/BlogID/26/Default.aspx"&gt;Clark&lt;/a&gt; talked about cravings and what they say about us. The second week he talked about Loving the Empty Plate, where he really got into the crux of the series: fasting. I've never fasted before, so the series was a real eye-opener for me. If you get a chance, go &lt;a href="http://www2.journeychurch.cc/Default.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and click on the box that says "I want to watch messages" and watch each of the Hungry messages. You will be glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I really got from the series was this: I have never really, truly hungered for God. I'm talking about a deep-down desire to know God and to enter into His presence and to make myself wholly available to Him. I've offered up a lot of lip service, but never followed up on it. So here is my prayer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, I pray that You would instill in me a burning desire to know You. I pray that I will seek You at all times through all things. I pray that I will hunger to know Your desires for me and that I would rely on You for all things. Amen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me and want to truly know and chase after God, pray that prayer (or one like it) and allow God to be what you hunger for the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-3407061086066838443?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/KVf9iHt1Swg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/3407061086066838443/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-are-you-hungry-for.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3407061086066838443?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/3407061086066838443?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/KVf9iHt1Swg/what-are-you-hungry-for.html" title="What Are You Hungry For?" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-are-you-hungry-for.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDQHc-cSp7ImA9WxRUFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7582409248562850859.post-2308497667315878148</id><published>2008-11-24T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:36:11.959-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-24T11:36:11.959-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Religion" /><title>Quote of the Day</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OS5tMQOYUHowlHtBFNdgSWgYPsQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OS5tMQOYUHowlHtBFNdgSWgYPsQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I find that doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about His plans."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                     - George MacDonald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Todd Agnew posted that quote on his blog this week and I thought I would share (sharing is caring). Feel free to leave your thoughts on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7582409248562850859-2308497667315878148?l=jdalton27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~4/r1rVSKU4i-0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/feeds/2308497667315878148/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-day.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/2308497667315878148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7582409248562850859/posts/default/2308497667315878148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Vhswq/~3/r1rVSKU4i-0/quote-of-day.html" title="Quote of the Day" /><author><name>Jeremy Dalton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03840304885239388579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aEq_vNpE2s/Snw1YWrShkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ze9V_ooQ_cE/S220/IMG_0074.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jdalton27.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

