<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 03:04:56 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Jesus</category><category>Thank you</category><category>apology</category><category>death</category><category>family</category><category>forgiveness</category><category>heroes</category><category>homeless</category><category>hypocrisy</category><category>judgmentalism</category><category>life</category><category>outlook</category><category>pastors</category><category>religion</category><category>religioneers</category><category>repentance</category><category>time</category><title>Beautiful Mess</title><description>As Pastor of TurninPoint Community, Pres. of start-up org. INNOVO Christian Communities, Father of 6, Husband and just a guy, this is Rod&#39;s place to communicate, opinionate, originate, even vacillate, about life and God from the regular-guy perspective; a place to observe and evaluate the steps in the great Dance between God and people; a place for those He’s caught and those He’s after, that make up His Beautiful Mess called The Body.</description><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-5070788032268601335</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 22:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T16:26:34.794-07:00</atom:updated><title>Just Missing It?</title><atom:summary type="text">For most of us, life is a beautiful journey that goes largely unnoticed. This is about how I missed beauty because of a small sample of brokenness common to our planet. Somehow, we westerners tend to just miss it when beauty and blessing are right before us. See if you can find yourself in the story:For my wife, spring and summer are all about her flower garden. For me, gardening is all about my </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-missing-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEB3yoOtsjbjknvE4dtNOHDTRIdBwLWBptO_R7m70V5tqrvvypOGFDAHr1p6t8eOjWRP-alUqK_F8V5m1D9iKp4R-b9ToQbdaMWVkXvDr228QbnWGjwxuiFdPmWrxfqIaBZRo/s72-c/morning+glory+vine.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-1812129787322619524</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T09:53:19.781-07:00</atom:updated><title>Old Lessons, New Time.</title><atom:summary type="text">As the one who sort of invented (or stole from an obscure source) the phrase ‘lifebites’ one might think I’ve learned how to deal with those biting circumstances? Nope, reality bites! I’m still learning and none too patient at it! Over time all of us are forced to face adversity, but adversity can’t force us to learn. It does, however, force us to choose. We are facing war, a world in turmoil, </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-lessons-new-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK50mQSbDRireiES9hOYdA3movBeIrVroM4NrWCef_7RgQAG1L6BA44NO1lKbZWiGRm73zrbn-93HUBL4Ka4P0Xavxk7vJBed4IVU5zXYYtDCjYKb65R3lncSzL-eNxqVeSkGE/s72-c/mJob0211Dore_JobAndHisFriends.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-2950842442252284142</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T11:26:19.151-07:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s the Village</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m stoked about our new website coming soon, but more so what it contains. In it we have done our best to begin to explain our emerging culture at TurningPoint. Though this is newly stated, it has been under development from the time of our birth. It is based on the relational/ incarnational model we see in our Master Jesus who adopted 12 men to spend the remainder of His earthly life with, into</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-village.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhafp0aYi-I14oKOVPBgEM3wYwiWK8h03s5V4T11IEa8tC2k84w1HfESD0fKzXVMjwuas7v_RNsvnPAs_NN13MS0DSYiuTl0SrxehOme3uTTEQhcIggFLvgjv6YANCXpPyUNSkn/s72-c/weFuse.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-1955887155392637063</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T16:26:49.850-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Last month, a friend of mine left an invitation on my Facebook page. He sent me and twenty-four others, a list of random things about himself. Then he asked us to do the same in return. Honestly, I don’t usually participate in stuff like this, but this intrigued me because even though I know this friend pretty well, there were several things on his list that I didn’t know. The cool thing was that</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-month-friend-of-mine-left.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5XUfUeWObcT5PI_feDQB-HsXu6MGwdJM-AXICIAEmQINybJ1n_WophEM3qHkjwB9ce-uIgfFO6YquWSnavGap-NcllkPw617rcoZ9WFsEKMgRb7IPh7BxiFRlFwr5b69vVrQn/s72-c/Tumbled_Stone_Mosaic__Random_.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-8439874247837884792</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T16:18:21.154-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">outlook</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">time</category><title>Generations</title><atom:summary type="text">As I sit here looking out the window at yet another rotation of the earth around the sun, I realize that I’m mid-way through another week closer to the end of my life!  Dark thoughts?  Not at all. My oldest daughter just turned eighteen yesterday, and my third son will turn twenty-one at the end of the month.  That’s exciting and monumental.  But I’ve got to admit, watching my kids race through </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2009/01/generations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdkWlbZ6zOQFdPsgq-YUiDhooimONp4p49wDYhyphenhyphenvLiY4eJq2CvY4UR5BRpJZI31Gx-i2l2DAHV7U3mX1bRAzv58jfEXHUmvxZYJUJZNf-IeF3blvx289tNz6-h27fN47rNsE04/s72-c/LibbyFamilyCrest.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-5192504905918550646</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-04T11:19:19.594-07:00</atom:updated><title>Packing For Another Place</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m just rambling a bit this morning, sipping my coffee ... Like most sane people I want to live well, but I&#39;m kinda slow. (I suck at the simple stuff!) Living life well can seem as futile as trying to get a better grip on the wind?! Once we get a grip, our grip slips! That’s why I’m starting to say, “Rod, hold your dreams lightly, hold your hopes tightly.” Sound upside down? I don’t think so. </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2008/04/packing-for-another-place.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLj-TXBbxKROGhNqNbvD_72S7DA0We0ZMjGHcROgUW31RFuNqqvHjiE4WQrHviJXhAAev5GAxRZCPGIOSoviDGQ-K6WS9m2a1MBsTUSth1bsKFvY-bGG6KZKJCx2D_z7MWVeL/s72-c/packing.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-6166872503089658465</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 19:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-01T13:41:18.921-07:00</atom:updated><title>Beauty in Failure</title><atom:summary type="text">This has been a busy season for me. I have a large family. I’m part of a group of tribes for which I feel responsible, and which require much of my organizational oversight. Honestly, this is a season of soul-jarring circumstance. I’m also easily distracted. I’ve needed to process badly, but had precious little time to reflect without feeling the pressure of running after the next screaming voice</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2008/04/beauty-in-failure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqVllTGxLV3eRwPUkvR6n_0I56DlCl-zx0nmZ3P-gmhvqyQ301SJr8GyeOJmR_QHY-TWgOX3LjIAltIEdY7cr-5glUJfTI45Gtru_MJRZxEJN12iLYejU63Nod67ZgD34dPLN3/s72-c/F+for+failure.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-7842877137226622541</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-14T09:21:15.327-08:00</atom:updated><title>Humility; Lesson One</title><atom:summary type="text">Most journeys begin with little thought given to what we may learn along the way.  Only recently, I’ve begun to learn by seeing backwards. Just like the windshield is filled with opportunities, so the rear view mirror is filled with lessons if we care to glance back. This will help us do life well.Jesus wants us to learn to do life well. “I have come to give you life and that more abundantly …” (</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2008/02/humility-lesson-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie2ACS8SeW2Gse5lx6KdrBB08nnYlct-zZTZqMS5Ev4D4b_CFxLU-Calt8849Q5cOquO3pYv15HMousRCq9rcJSWgi_VGFjiqnvUl7bAhwT1rzf6y5_Z3T87mpEVeln61vbxg_/s72-c/i&#39;m-humble.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-452455065506678307</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-07T08:40:14.078-08:00</atom:updated><title>Resolutions!!</title><atom:summary type="text">I am not in the habit of making New Year&#39;s Resolutions, thinking in my pride that any day of any year is a good day to resolve to change something. If I am honest, I must admit to possessing the fear that once resolved, such resolutions will only serve to be a dissapointment because of my largely undisciplined life. However, in thinking about how things really change in the human heart, such </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipi6ieI8KupR8oZkNbJBMHKZ4owPLUoYPNoLvE6NtfTNns-0wvvsqn-BGWW8PF0HLBtIGuhNvPXpX8apzt-d1jlctgAz4_i30LnsNPEhCnxbnFqNMc4aHa9UBjhsaGAaC1z78W/s72-c/200px-Jonathan_Edwards.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-8423695957136051673</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-13T08:07:21.153-08:00</atom:updated><title>Basic Physics</title><atom:summary type="text">I was up in the foothills two weeks ago, with my two youngest daughters getting a Christmas tree, when I learned once again that one can’t skirt the laws of physics just because of one&#39;s equipment. I never studied physics in high school or college, but I was always intrigued by what I assumed a course like that would entail. I could have explored basic physics but instead, chose something I could</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/12/basic-physics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHHg2t7evbHc4R29zuiXfA-raRP2scPJlR2d1NU7WkgJh9C1JFK04nVMVWCpcO_IhYyRt6sRkMKionfYhvQtccBbJfRMHuYf9qumwY19lNo0L7xHRVFD3xN-KORFfV_RCVKiCQ/s72-c/snowy+road+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-3703580865872639968</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-12T15:24:33.791-08:00</atom:updated><title>Starting To See It Now!</title><atom:summary type="text">This season always does and always should cause us to reminisce with warm thoughts of family gatherings, feasts and festivals; smells of cinnamon, and evergreen, tastes like turkey, cranberry, spiced rum and eggnog lattes at Starbucks, and the sounds of familiar Christmas songs playing as we shop at Nordstrom’s or Macy’s.  That’s a long sentence.  Here’s a shorter one: Thank you God! Yep, we have</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/11/starting-to-see-it-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiytqMvGfupG3NH50HoQZsoqBDs1iTpiG8OhGn9vUAI6Zu9iW9OFpS5_98gyzgFeFqBfPASjskLP3_xLMbTUs1ksuesAaUer5YzfVboVd_hwvsmluy6LECCNvzhDXPM8cWJSQX_/s72-c/homeless.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-2999741139242169128</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 00:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-09T17:09:27.430-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heroes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">homeless</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pastors</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thank you</category><title>More Hero Stuff</title><atom:summary type="text"> “A small band of critical men was once asked to accomplish a great but secret mission …&quot; Ya, I just like that phrase, so I’m going to repeat it a few times … a day).  I like it because it reminds me that hero stuff is accomplished by small groups of people all the time, and I imagine that all of them wonder if their investment is really going to be worth it in the end. And they won’t know until </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-hero-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW79sIYLcsMEEvHj8Z6S_E9l1sCt2aR5J4AyerlsvxCWfPWN9zzMaX52JCjIYKqomiFZrTvr5fDfq_W4Li4tYS85EuIzpzCBcdjmaKHLmOeDhjVAwqJslgjaqzljODr7H654op/s72-c/homeless.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-8426068725781060908</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-05T08:44:57.254-08:00</atom:updated><title>Critical Men Pt. 1</title><atom:summary type="text">“A small band of critical men was once asked to accomplish a great but secret mission.” I just like how that sounds. Not quite like the first line in The Hobbit, “In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.” It sounds more like the opening line in an anthology of secret missions from WWII. Maybe that’s why I like it so much? It hints of adventurous rescues and courage with disregard for </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/11/critical-men-pt-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7FXpzoJM8YtFGrLPpG8ldp_D9HO8QU-MD6loY3Bz49Lj2JVuA-GQqDv9dOAV2pO61URhuTsfNzpgSg2kpKxkV0SrGrm2EEQ7toviMjZlMcJiUEiDztzOB0omQvTJxWEEqSMh/s72-c/Navy+SEALs+Badge.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-2326556340428769108</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-01T09:53:52.959-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lead From the Shadows</title><atom:summary type="text">My friend James wrote a blog a couple weeks ago and as I woke up this morning I found myself thinking about the subject of worship all over again.  As an Elder, musician and worship leader, he has the right to comment on this, and insight as well. In his blog he noted the seeming famine of worship songs being written that are singable in the worshiping community. (http://tpcworship.blogspot.com/</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/11/lead-from-shadows.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTVuRSMutDomWj2Wnwybry3IOMSYW57-v12O9vcG307X8PrSDO3Gc8eEeHnwq1k-ZVErCQt2RcnFVovJ-iE0n1JnLZ4WCpdQTEp0-FSRC-qaQuohvy0gtw0BNDAbXwcg3AGUmq/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-2516626270464331941</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-24T10:41:57.508-07:00</atom:updated><title>Miss My Son!</title><atom:summary type="text">I miss my son. He’s in the Air Force stationed on the East coast … for now.  He always wanted to make a difference in people’s lives, but fell prey to the disease of many young people. See if you recognize these symptoms: new minimum wage job every three months, way too much Xbox, waaaaay too much junk food, (!) way too much Abercrombie, too many girlfriends, and not enough discipline.  The high </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/10/miss-my-son.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezOk7-Qmv4LaE7MQ8GY7DiHJu7kuNgCVv1zBqpvqutau4_zHzFOqIz_TwkpbSIc5eC-nOwdkCfxvlZbE0CER7iehSey8NX87zMJ2x8_DOEzt0YBAYqiySldoO1QaDQI_xmP5Z/s72-c/sheldon+-+basic.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-6575870435355659637</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-19T09:43:16.752-07:00</atom:updated><title>Transition and Tension</title><atom:summary type="text">Transition sucks. I’m in it and I don’t like it ... that phase in the birth process right before the “push” where every part of the mother’s body is preparing to bring little Suzy into the world - but it’s not fun! I was there when Shelley gave birth to my kids and transition sucked for her!  It wasn&#39;t fun for the kids either. Heads all pointy, (it hurts when a human head is being squeezed by one</atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/10/transition-and-tension.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJI4eqUeqWhMoM_O0GU0z2flh4Zy1I-eURspFywcKcv2GmWyuEvf94DHOMMU9_lhcvn8lQzAKoViu3k9vxOwBFC5I30ySWNOj6PbwpamuIoQamGki_6Zem_LybuiqQH1YtSkc/s72-c/man+in+vise.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-4307448674716721094</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 22:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-17T10:40:57.742-07:00</atom:updated><title>In the Lens</title><atom:summary type="text">I was sitting in my Starbucks this morning, (I know strange huh?). So in walks a homeless guy, presumably in his early 40’s, though they typically look older than they really are.  He lumbers over next to one of those small round tables sets his bag down in the corner and begins fumbling with the stuff in his pocket.  He smells the aroma of the coffee store as He looks for change. Out comes some </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-lens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBt6ONWIHbBWHO_7n-UqHH-2zth7DBCnrLyJjs8hOWasUyn5pY9wpYKSJkjACJ6hKuD_DRYxg9cK1WxV1-0fCYvQF8xbAYg9g7PjiBgQ53gUEjSpz1QWx487zsH7Xx0SdlIbeB/s72-c/jul04_f3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-2000219337437875629</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 19:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-08T11:30:56.480-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Pavement Always Wins</title><atom:summary type="text">I ride a motorcycle. My friends ride motorcycles and my sons ride motorcycles - not those sissy, little putt-putt units designed to get 600 miles per gallon. We ride large, fast, pavement eating, all-day-long-large-displacement-move-your-tail-two-wheeled-monsters! OK, I just thought it would be cool just to write that and think of that guy with the LARGE (and fake!) voice that advertises </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/03/pavement-always-wins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd00ZHJUbujP_69P0vTWn9blL4HmmGahJc6unPsAoBRXBzmBKgOIEIAkUKqWOAa6HMxgSgXR1309n7vrXiHS9RbhajikvkDZDtoKmLI-ohx2iR-BKy-uxcPN2PHDIrLjo1hdJi/s72-c/pavement_will_win.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-9019623978103714880</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-01T13:16:13.681-08:00</atom:updated><title>Inside-Out Your Christianity!</title><atom:summary type="text">Snow! Now I ask myself, &quot;How can the Farmer&#39;s Almanac be right considering Al Gore&#39;s theory of global warming? Hmmm…&quot; Awe, but that&#39;s enough of politics. Most of humanity will admit that life is more a spiritual journey than a political one for sure. Our inner being simply can&#39;t be satisfied with externals. A challenge: compare Jesus, His life and teaching, with what we know of as present day </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/03/inside-out-your-christianity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-3266740806876504535</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-07T13:58:41.621-08:00</atom:updated><title>Religioneers &amp; Lifebites</title><atom:summary type="text">Speaking of religioneers … I tell you what: the phrase &quot;lifebites&quot; really ticks off the religioneers out there in the church and in Blogland!  So anyway, what kind of Church uses the phrase &quot;LifeBites&quot; in their advertising? We do. We believe in staring reality right in the face. Denial sucks too! It sucks the Truth out of a person! When we say life bites, religioneers get all pissed and close </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/02/religioneers-lifebites.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-970007876185689409</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-08T11:31:41.349-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">judgmentalism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">religion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">religioneers</category><title>Religioneers</title><atom:summary type="text">I think the Church is filled with what I call religioneers. A religioneer is a controller. They substitute true spirituality for pious activity; one who thinks better of oneself because of what one does to please God. This kind of person supports rules that are not in the Bible seducing people into a sense of false guilt, getting them to confess &#39;sins&#39; that are not even sin. A religioneer is the </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/02/religioneers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-4219791283049567184</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 00:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-30T16:36:44.185-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">apology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">forgiveness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hypocrisy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jesus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">repentance</category><title>I Confess!</title><atom:summary type="text">To all who are angry, hurt, and confused about Jesus and His Church,I’m a pastor, a guy, a father, a husband, a friend, a person, an American…and a jerk. I have a confession to make: I don’t love people like Jesus did, and like I should as a follower of Jesus. I say I love Jesus, but I haven’t loved you. I’m so terribly ashamed. I don’t expect you to just be happy now, but I have to get this </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-confess.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3sU53MjLaps8qq8BBHvN1_EofLjj65-18ap3BvwEIDa8UxlGvLfSRSTiOZeEbFuQr5ms7A-mjO8YAm7HzaETpe_Wly04n3Ny5zv6N21LIYPOp1ZRmSvbxq8id66FCVtnx01W/s72-c/Rod.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-116837740016415372</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 21:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-09T14:04:16.140-08:00</atom:updated><title>Change what?...Why?</title><atom:summary type="text">I have previously confessed that I am a 100% Jesus freak. I worship Him as LORD, and endeavor to follow Him as Master. I also believe that the Bible is authoritative as the Word of the LORD; and therefore, my basis for authority in life and work. (I know! I’m horribly out of touch and old fashioned!) BUT … this doesn’t mean that I believe or act like my Master calls me to act. I am inconsistent </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2007/01/change-whatwhy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-116553419254573658</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-21T13:19:13.636-08:00</atom:updated><title>We Preach Christ and Sometimes Invite Bono?</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;A Communion service driven by the music of singer Bono and his U2 bandmates is catching on at Episcopal churches across the country&quot; claims a recent article on this little movement. (follow link for entire article: http://www.usatoday.com/life/music/2006-10-25-u2-churches_x.htm). Our church band has employed U2 music in our worship services for several years now, but leave it to the Episcopals </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-preach-christ-and-sometimes-invite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629458.post-116483751501706410</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 21:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-03T14:31:13.963-08:00</atom:updated><title>Careless Speech -- Different Gospel!</title><atom:summary type="text">The evangelical church has worked very hard on our political agenda. Instead of preaching Jesus, we tell everyone that they can only find Him, have Him and receive His love if they adopt our brand of cultural re-coding. Sometimes our &quot;message&quot; comes across politically, like a fundamentalist right-wing &quot;religioneer.&quot; The end result will be Constantine-like: just &quot;herd the poor heathen Geeks into </atom:summary><link>http://lifebitesorg.blogspot.com/2006/11/careless-speech-different-gospel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rod shockley)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>