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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUICR3w8cSp7ImA9WhRbF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233</id><updated>2012-02-08T07:26:06.279-06:00</updated><title>conservation of momentum</title><subtitle type="html">thoughts from my pursuit of Christ</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/conservationofmomentum" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="conservationofmomentum" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">conservationofmomentum</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUICR30zfyp7ImA9WhRbF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-7178378020251846663</id><published>2012-02-08T07:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:26:06.387-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-08T07:26:06.387-06:00</app:edited><title>Jesus knew what He was getting into</title><content type="html">Matthew 20:1-19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23784"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; As Jesus was going up  to Jerusalem, he took the twelve disciples aside privately and told them  what was going to happen to him. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23785"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Listen,"&lt;/font&gt; he said, &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"we're going up to Jerusalem, where the Son of Man will be betrayed to the leading priests and the teachers of religious law. They will sentence him to die.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23786"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;Then they will hand him over to the Romans to be mocked, flogged with a whip, and crucified. But on the third day he will be raised from the dead."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;It is amazing to me that Jesus knew exactly what was going to happen to Him, and He went through with it anyway.  He must love us a lot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for your love.  Thank you for sending Christ to pay the penalty of death for our sin.  Thank you for forgiveness, reconciliation, restoration, and hope.  I love you, Lord.  Please help me walk in the hope of your life.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-7178378020251846663?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7178378020251846663/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/jesus-knew-what-he-was-getting-into.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7178378020251846663?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7178378020251846663?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/jesus-knew-what-he-was-getting-into.html" title="Jesus knew what He was getting into" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkICQX84eyp7ImA9WhRbFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-6011895400019774097</id><published>2012-02-07T08:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:22:40.133-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-07T08:22:40.133-06:00</app:edited><title>security</title><content type="html">Matthew 19:13-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23764"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; Then Peter said to him, "We've given up everything to follow you. What will we get?"  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23765"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; Jesus replied, &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"I assure you that when the world is made new and the Son of Man  sits upon his glorious throne, you who have been my followers will also  sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23766"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;And  everyone who has given up houses or brothers or sisters or father or  mother or children or property, for my sake, will receive a hundred  times as much in return and will inherit eternal life.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23767"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;But  many who are the greatest now will be least important then, and those  who seem least important now will be the greatest then.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This morning is another morning that I wake up stressed about all of the stuff I need to get done today at work.  It is easy to see all of the responsibilities that are expected of me and think that (1) I am not a very good worker because I can&amp;#39;t get all of this done and (2) that I might lose my job if I don&amp;#39;t get more accomplished.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;As I was picking out clothes out of my closet to wear today, I asked myself, &amp;quot;Why am I so tired?...all the time?&amp;quot;  I am really tired of working so hard, and I know that it is because I am working as if my security is in my own hands.  I have got to figure out how to trust God for security.  How can I let go of the desire to keep my job?  I just don&amp;#39;t know how.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, I feel like I might be working harder than I need to.  I don&amp;#39;t know how to trust you, even though you have always taken care of me.  Lord, please turn my heart to love you and enjoy you instead of fearing the world and being anxious and stressed about work.  I need you, Lord.  Please help me.  I love you, and I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-6011895400019774097?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6011895400019774097/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/security.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6011895400019774097?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6011895400019774097?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/security.html" title="security" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcCRHwzcSp7ImA9WhRbFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-2580641256056518670</id><published>2012-02-06T08:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:04:25.289-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T08:04:25.289-06:00</app:edited><title>marriage</title><content type="html">Matthew 19:1-12&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23741"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Haven't you read the Scriptures?"&lt;/font&gt; Jesus replied. &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"They record that from the beginning 'God made them male and female.'"&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23742"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; And he said, &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"'This explains why a man leaves his father and mother and is joined to his wife, and the two are united into one.'&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23743"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;Since they are no longer two but one, let no one split apart what God has joined together."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; I am so thankful that God brought me together with Brandi.  She is such a wonderful person, and it is easy to take for granted how great her friendship and companionship are.  She is so supportive and sweet.  I need to make sure that I am supporting her and taking care of her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me be a good husband.  I want to be a demonstration of Christ to her.  Please give me humility and boldness to lead my family the way you want me to.  And please protect our marriage and show me how I can better love my wife.  I love you, Lord.  Thank you for such a wonderful partner.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-2580641256056518670?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2580641256056518670/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/marriage.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2580641256056518670?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2580641256056518670?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/marriage.html" title="marriage" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDQXoyfyp7ImA9WhRbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-3572516273773386752</id><published>2012-02-03T08:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:09:30.497-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T08:09:30.497-06:00</app:edited><title>a good father</title><content type="html">Matthew 17:14-27&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10132"&gt;14-16&lt;/sup&gt;At the bottom of the  mountain, they were met by a crowd of waiting people. As they  approached, a man came out of the crowd and fell to his knees begging,  &amp;quot;Master, have mercy on my son. He goes out of his mind and suffers  terribly, falling into seizures. Frequently he is pitched into the fire,  other times into the river. I brought him to your disciples, but they  could do nothing for him.&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can&amp;#39;t imagine what that father was thinking when he told his wife that he was going to take his son to see Jesus. Maybe he was determined.  Maybe he was scared.  For sure, he wanted his son healed.  &amp;quot;Do you think you will even have a chance to see Him&amp;quot;, his wife might have asked.  The father might have been disappointed when the disciples told him that Jesus had gone for a hike and they didn&amp;#39;t know exactly when he would return.  But somehow the disciples discovered that the boy was tormented, and then one of the disciples took the chance to try to cast out the demon, but it didn&amp;#39;t work.  So then maybe one of the other disciples tried, but that still didn&amp;#39;t work.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I can imagine that the father was pretty disappointed.  Probably frustrated, too.  Then he had to make a decision.  &amp;quot;Do I wait here for Jesus with all of these people staring at me?&amp;quot;  But he waited.  And he begged Jesus to heal him.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;As I think about being a father, I realize that I need to take my children to see Jesus.  I need to make sure that they experience the power of Christ.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me be a good father.  I want to show my children who you are, and I want to help them experience Christ.  I love you, Lord.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-3572516273773386752?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3572516273773386752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-father.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/3572516273773386752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/3572516273773386752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-father.html" title="a good father" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUEQXs9fSp7ImA9WhRbEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-6952944758140393643</id><published>2012-02-02T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:50:00.565-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-02T08:50:00.565-06:00</app:edited><title>simply focus on Jesus</title><content type="html">Matthew 17:1-13&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10127"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;While [Peter] was going on  like this, babbling, a light-radiant cloud enveloped them, and sounding  from deep in the cloud a voice: &amp;quot;This is my Son, marked by my love,  focus of my delight. Listen to him.&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10128"&gt;6-8&lt;/sup&gt;When the disciples  heard it, they fell flat on their faces, scared to death. But Jesus came  over and touched them. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be afraid.&amp;quot; When they opened their eyes  and looked around all they saw was Jesus, only Jesus. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is one of my favorite encounters of the Disciples with Jesus.  It is easy for us to get distracted and pay too much attention to other stuff going on around us, but at then end of the day, we simply need to focus our attention on Jesus.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for your Son, Jesus.  Thank you for His life, death, and resurrection.  Thank you for giving us the Bible to know Him.  Lord Jesus, thank you for your love and patience.  Holy Spirit, please turn the attention of my mind, heart, and soul to Jesus.  I want to love you and follow you.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-6952944758140393643?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6952944758140393643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/simply-focus-on-jesus.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6952944758140393643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6952944758140393643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/simply-focus-on-jesus.html" title="simply focus on Jesus" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcESHgycSp7ImA9WhRbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-8098479012566303789</id><published>2012-02-02T00:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T00:26:49.699-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-02T00:26:49.699-06:00</app:edited><title>good run</title><content type="html">Matthew 16:21-28&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23673"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; Then Jesus said to his disciples, &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"If any of you wants to be my follower, you must turn from your selfish ways, take up your cross, and follow me.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23674"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you try to hang on to your life, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake, you will save it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I went for a run with Sam this evening after our home group.  It was incredible!  The farthest I have run recently is about a mile and a half, but I ran about three miles this evening with Sam!  Sam is a proficient endurance/distance runner, and he gave me some tips as we got started.  One of his most helpful points was that the first four or five minutes are anaerobic, which feels terrible, but after that, your body engages aerobic, and you can actually keep going if you just push past the gross part at the beginning.  We had a great conversation, and I am so encouraged by this experience.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I realize that such a large part of the progress is due to the accountability and friendship.  We need each other in this process.  We can&amp;#39;t follow Jesus alone.  No such thing.  Just like Sam was patient with me and helped me run farther than I thought I could, we need each other spiritually to run the distance.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for friends like Sam who you use to help push me out of passivity and complacency into proactivity and intentionality.  Jesus, thank you for a group of Brothers and Sisters to help me follow you.  I love you, Lord, and I want to turn from my selfish ways, take up my cross, and follow you.  I give you my life for your sake.  Please use my life to help others experience your life.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-8098479012566303789?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8098479012566303789/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-run.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8098479012566303789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8098479012566303789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/good-run.html" title="good run" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04EQn0-fip7ImA9WhRbEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-8549835266851587700</id><published>2012-01-31T08:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T08:25:03.356-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T08:25:03.356-06:00</app:edited><title>yeast of the pharisees</title><content type="html">Matthew 16:1-20&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23655"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Watch out!"&lt;/font&gt; Jesus warned them. &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Beware of the yeast of the Pharisees and Sadducees." ... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23661"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Then at last they  understood that he wasn't speaking about the yeast in bread, but about  the deceptive teaching of the Pharisees and Sadducees.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am amazed at how easy it is to operate in empty religion instead of abundant life.  Religion can be so comfortable and reassuring at first, but then it is constricting like a giant snake cutting off life.  We grow up naturally thinking that the experiences we have had (especially those religious experiences) are normal.  And we naturally think that we should keep doing things the way we have always done them.  And we think that everyone else should do everything the way we are accustom to doing things.  And we end up missing the whole point of loving God, loving people,  &amp;quot;following Jesus into strange places.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please let me see how religious I am.  Please help me recover from religion and live the abundant life of following Jesus that He promised. Lord, please deliver me from the stress and anxiety of work.  Please help me see you and your Kingdom.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-8549835266851587700?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8549835266851587700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeast-of-pharisees.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8549835266851587700?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8549835266851587700?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeast-of-pharisees.html" title="yeast of the pharisees" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEDRHg6cSp7ImA9WhRUGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-6653699921511969408</id><published>2012-01-30T13:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:11:15.619-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T13:11:15.619-06:00</app:edited><title>fatherhood</title><content type="html">Matthew 15:21-39&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday was a special day.  My parents were able to join us for a baby dedication service at Paseo where we committed to raise Jude to love God and walk with Him.  Greg gave a challenge from Deuteronomy 6:&lt;br&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left:40px"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5067"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; "Listen, O Israel! The LORD is our God, the LORD alone. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5068"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; And you must love the LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your strength. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5069"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands that I am giving you today. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5070"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;  Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you  are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and  when you are getting up. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5071"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Tie them to your hands and wear them on your forehead as reminders. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-5072"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; Write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Last night, we watched the movie &amp;quot;Courageous&amp;quot; (&lt;a href="http://www.courageousthemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.courageousthemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;), which follows the lives of several police officers and their challenges to be good husbands and fathers.  It was very encouraging and challenging for me to be more intentional as a father.  I don&amp;#39;t want to just get by as an average dad; I want to follow the Biblical expectations of fatherhood and communicate the character of God the Father to my family.  Of course, I can&amp;#39;t actually do that; I need God&amp;#39;s grace to give me courage and faith to obey His calling.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for your grace and mercy.  Lord, you know that I have not been the best father that I could be; please forgive me and help me do better.  I love you, Lord.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-6653699921511969408?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6653699921511969408/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/fatherhood.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6653699921511969408?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6653699921511969408?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/fatherhood.html" title="fatherhood" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cEQX85eSp7ImA9WhRUFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-7215057972242787729</id><published>2012-01-27T09:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:43:20.121-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T09:43:20.121-06:00</app:edited><title>weakness</title><content type="html">Matthew 14:1-21&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On Tuesday evening, I had to pack my bag for my trip to a research conference in Las Vegas.  I told Beau, &amp;quot;Well, I guess I need to go upstairs and pack my bag.&amp;quot;  Beau started climbing the stairs saying, &amp;quot;Pack my bag?  Pack my bag?&amp;quot;  I felt like I was the worst dad in the world.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Yesterday morning, as I was getting ready to attend the conference, I was so nervous and anxious.  I was presenting in a session with three well-known, well-established researchers in my field.  I was nervous about how my presentation would compare to theirs.  I sang the praise song, &amp;quot;You are my all in all&amp;quot; as I got ready.  The line, &amp;quot;You are my strength when I am weak,&amp;quot; was very encouraging to me.  I confessed how weak I am, and I prayed that the Lord would give me peace.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;This morning, as I was getting dressed, I was not anxious or worried at all, and I was excited about a potential research collaboration that was discussed at over dinner last night.  I realized how weak I am that my feelings are so fickle.  The line, &amp;quot;You are my strength when I am weak,&amp;quot; takes on a slightly deeper meaning.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, I am so weak.  Please help me be a good husband, father, and professional.  Please help me base my security on your love, which is eternal and constant.  I love you, Lord.  I am nothing without you.  Please help me stay connected to the vine.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-7215057972242787729?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7215057972242787729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/weakness.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7215057972242787729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7215057972242787729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/weakness.html" title="weakness" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFSH47cCp7ImA9WhRUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-2067254867411682239</id><published>2012-01-25T07:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T07:48:39.008-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T07:48:39.008-06:00</app:edited><title>planting</title><content type="html">Matthew 13:1-35&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin:0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex" class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10051"&gt;3-8&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;quot;What do you make  of this? A farmer planted seed. As he scattered the seed, some of it  fell on the road, and birds ate it. Some fell in the gravel; it sprouted  quickly but didn&amp;#39;t put down roots, so when the sun came up it withered  just as quickly. Some fell in the weeds; as it came up, it was strangled  by the weeds. Some fell on good earth, and produced a harvest beyond  his wildest dreams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yesterday morning, one of the leaders of one of the Christian student organizations that I advise stopped by my office to talk about school and ministry.  He has had some challenges with a few of the engineering courses, and he wanted to get some advice.  I encouraged him to persevere and study diligently this semester, and I encouraged him to pray and seek God about the future direction of his life.  I am excited about how God might use his engineering skills to advance the Kingdom.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Yesterday afternoon, one of the new professors in engineering was walking by my office, and we struck up a conversation.  He gave me a quick tour of his research lab, and I showed him my lab, and we brainstormed some potential ideas for research collaboration.  When we got back to my office, he noticed the Chinese print of Hebrews 11:1 hanging on my wall.  He told me that the first character means, &amp;quot;believe&amp;quot;.  As I was flipping to Hebrews 11:1 in my Bible, he told me that he didn&amp;#39;t practice religion.  I read the verse and explained how this verse is important for me because sometimes you can&amp;#39;t see, but you have to believe.  You have to trust God.  This is faith.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for these opportunities to minister on campus.  Please help me be open and aware of how I can be available to share your light, love, and life in a non-religious way.  I love you, Lord.  Please flow through me.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-2067254867411682239?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2067254867411682239/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/planting.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2067254867411682239?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2067254867411682239?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/planting.html" title="planting" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcMR309eSp7ImA9WhRUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-5765256400699978598</id><published>2012-01-24T08:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:41:26.361-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T08:41:26.361-06:00</app:edited><title>religion</title><content type="html">Matthew 12:15-50&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23481"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; But Jesus knew what they were planning. So he left that area, and many people followed him. He healed all the sick among them, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23482"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; but he warned them not to reveal who he was. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23483"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; This fulfilled the prophecy of Isaiah concerning him:  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23484"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; "Look at my Servant, whom I have chosen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt;      He is my Beloved, who pleases me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;   I will put my Spirit upon him, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;      and he will proclaim justice to the nations. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23485"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; He will not fight or shout &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt;      or raise his voice in public. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23486"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; He will not crush the weakest reed &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;      or put out a flickering candle. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;      Finally he will cause justice to be victorious. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23487"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; And his name will be the hope &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;      of all the world."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel so religious recently.  I want to love God with all of my heart, mind, soul, and strength.  I want to love my neighbor as myself.  I want to love in response to His love.  But I feel like I&amp;#39;m just going through the motions a lot.  I&amp;#39;m tired.  I need rest.  But I don&amp;#39;t know how to rest.  Brandi needs rest, too.  But she&amp;#39;s a 24-7 mom, and the boys use up most of that 24.  I realize that the magnitude of my problems is pretty small compared to most people in the world, but it says here that he won&amp;#39;t crush the weakest reed.  But what about healing the reed?   What about restoring the reed?  His name is the hope of all the world.  I know that this is eternally true, but I want to feel it.  I want to have joy and peace when I think about His name being the hope of all the world.  I want to experience it for myself, day after day after day.  I want to experience His hope.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, I love you.  Please help me.  Help me keep running the race with perseverance.  Please help me be an encouragement and help to my wife.  Please help me be a good leader for my sons.  I love you, Lord, and I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-5765256400699978598?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5765256400699978598/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/religion.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/5765256400699978598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/5765256400699978598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/religion.html" title="religion" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcERHw9fyp7ImA9WhRUEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-2330683423035613569</id><published>2012-01-22T08:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:53:25.267-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T08:53:25.267-06:00</app:edited><title>weary and heavy burdened</title><content type="html">Matthew 11:20-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin:0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex" class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10028"&gt;28-30&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;quot;Are you tired?  Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and  you&amp;#39;ll recover your life. I&amp;#39;ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk  with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms  of grace. I won&amp;#39;t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company  with me and you&amp;#39;ll learn to live freely and lightly.&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yes. Yes. Yes.  How?  OK, How?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m still not sure how.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me learn how to rest.  I feel like resting is wasting time.  Think about all of the good things that I could get accomplished instead of resting.  I feel guilty and lazy when I am not working.  I know resting is important, but how do I do it?  Lord, please help me.  I love you, and I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-2330683423035613569?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2330683423035613569/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/weary-and-heavy-burdened.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2330683423035613569?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2330683423035613569?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/weary-and-heavy-burdened.html" title="weary and heavy burdened" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCQ3g4fyp7ImA9WhRUEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-2280167832951565022</id><published>2012-01-22T08:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:44:22.637-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T08:44:22.637-06:00</app:edited><title>Grateful</title><content type="html">(I forgot to post this for yesterday.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Matthew 11:1-19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I signed the paperwork on Thursday for accepting a research grant to help people get clean water around El Paso. I am very thankful for this opportunity, and I pray that God will help us do good work.  I am also thankful for family and friends who supported me financially to go on the two trips to Ecuador, which served as an inspiration for this research project.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Mitch and Natalie helped support my most recent trip to Ecuador.  They have been so influential in our lives.  They were leaders in our first Sunday School class in Austin.  Then they were leaders in our &amp;quot;Bible Life Group&amp;quot;.  And out of that group, they were leaders of a home group bible study for years.  We learned so much about hospitality and home group ministry from them.  I called Mitch the other day and tried to tell him how thankful I am for the way God has used him to grow me, both spiritually and professionally.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Of course, I am also grateful for the support of my wife.  She encourages me in my work to do what God has called me to do, and she also helps me keep things in perspective and balance so that I don&amp;#39;t get whopperjawed.  She is such a devoted wife and mother, and I am very thankful for her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for your kindness and grace to me.  Thank you for salvation in Jesus Christ, and thank you for your presence.  Please help me keep you always the focus of my life and be listening to your voice and walking with you to see how you will continue to unfold your plans for me to participate with you in advancing your kingdom in all aspects of my life.  Please help me take care of my wife and encourage her, and please help me train my children to love you and seek you.  Please help me be salt and light at school to my coworkers and students.  I love you, Lord.  Please help me practice a lifestyle of thankfulness and gratitude.  I ask in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-2280167832951565022?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2280167832951565022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/grateful.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2280167832951565022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/2280167832951565022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/grateful.html" title="Grateful" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMGR3s-eSp7ImA9WhRVGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-7046546398498395202</id><published>2012-01-19T08:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T08:13:46.551-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T08:13:46.551-06:00</app:edited><title>harvesting</title><content type="html">Matthew 10:1-28&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the end of Chapter 9, Matthew records Jesus&amp;#39;s command for us to pray that God will send out more harvesters into the fields.  Matthew 10 is a practical extension of what that looks like with Jesus&amp;#39;s disciples.  I like the way the MSG translates these verses:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin:0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex" class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10002"&gt;5-8&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus sent his twelve harvest hands out with this charge: &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t  begin by traveling to some far-off place to convert unbelievers. And  don&amp;#39;t try to be dramatic by tackling some public enemy. Go to the lost,  confused people right here in the neighborhood. Tell them that the  kingdom is here. Bring health to the sick. Raise the dead. Touch the  untouchables. Kick out the demons. &lt;b&gt;You have been treated generously, so  live generously.&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10003"&gt;9-10&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t  think you have to put on a fund-raising campaign before you start. You  don&amp;#39;t need a lot of equipment. You are the equipment, and all you need  to keep that going is three meals a day. &lt;b&gt;Travel light.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;It seems pretty simple when I think about it this way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me see your vision for what you want the Church to look like in following Christ and continuing His ministry.  Lord, please help us see what real ministry is, and please deliver all the churches from this notion that they have to have a nice building.  The real ministry seems to be in the community where people are, in their homes.  Lord, please help us engage people here in El Paso to show them your love and help them experience your healing.  I love you, Lord.  Please help me be a good harvest worker.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-7046546398498395202?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7046546398498395202/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/harvesting.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7046546398498395202?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/7046546398498395202?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/harvesting.html" title="harvesting" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADRH46fSp7ImA9WhRVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-6334353488254735655</id><published>2012-01-18T07:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:52:55.015-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-18T07:52:55.015-06:00</app:edited><title>perspective</title><content type="html">Matthew 9:18-38&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-10000"&gt;35-38&lt;/sup&gt;Then Jesus made a  circuit of all the towns and villages. He taught in their meeting  places, reported kingdom news, and healed their diseased bodies, healed  their bruised and hurt lives. When he looked out over the crowds, his  heart broke. So confused and aimless they were, like sheep with no  shepherd. &amp;quot;What a huge harvest!&amp;quot; he said to his disciples. &amp;quot;How few  workers! On your knees and pray for harvest hands!&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is so easy to focus on the responsibilities of work and family and miss the big picture.  I need to have the focus and compassion that Jesus had - to notice people and how I can help them.  I need to pray for harvesters.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me focus on you and your kingdom and how you might use me to help other people.  Lord, please fill me with your love, peace, and joy so that I may be a blessing to others.  Please use me to help other people see how they can connect with you and be used by you to help others do the same.  I love you, Lord, and I pray in the name of Jesus.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-6334353488254735655?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6334353488254735655/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/perspective.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6334353488254735655?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6334353488254735655?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/perspective.html" title="perspective" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8ER347fSp7ImA9WhRVGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-4067168107553354738</id><published>2012-01-17T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:00:06.005-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T08:00:06.005-06:00</app:edited><title>outsiders and insiders</title><content type="html">Matthew 9:1-17&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have to confess.  For some reason, I feel pretty scandalous reading the Message translation.  I feel like I&amp;#39;m not a &amp;quot;real&amp;quot; Christian unless I read the NASB or ESV.  I guess I even feel a little inferior reading the NLT.  I just love how religion does that to you (sarcastically).&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup&gt;10-11&lt;/sup&gt;Later when Jesus  was eating supper at Matthew&amp;#39;s house with his close followers, a lot of  disreputable characters came and joined them. When the Pharisees saw him  keeping this kind of company, they had a fit, and lit into Jesus&amp;#39;  followers. &amp;quot;What kind of example is this from your Teacher, acting cozy  with crooks and riffraff?&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup&gt;12-13&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus,  overhearing, shot back, &amp;quot;Who needs a doctor: the healthy or the sick? Go  figure out what this Scripture means: &amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m after mercy, not religion.&amp;#39;  I&amp;#39;m here to invite outsiders, not coddle insiders.&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Inviting outsiders versus coddling insiders.  When I first read this, I thought it seems like a tough balance to know how much time and resources to invest in inviting outsiders versus &lt;i&gt;training &lt;/i&gt;insiders.  I thought the emphasis was on training versus coddling.  But I just realized, there is no such thing as &amp;quot;insiders&amp;quot; with God.  We are all outsiders.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I realize that by faith in Jesus Christ, God has changed us from enemies to friends, from sons of the devil to sons of God. But if we realize that we are no better than anyone else, that we are all saved by grace, then we might realize that we are all outsiders.  In a way, training and discipling people to follow Jesus is simply &lt;i&gt;inviting&lt;/i&gt; them to take another step forward, deeper into their experience of God&amp;#39;s love.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please never let me think I am an &amp;quot;insider&amp;quot; like the Pharisees did.  They felt entitled.  I hope I always feel grateful and thankful for your mercy and grace.  And I hope I communicate that humble gratitude in a way that leads others to consider following and walking with Jesus.  God, please help me identify with people who don&amp;#39;t yet know you so that I will be considerate of how you might use me to share how much you love us all.  I love you, and I want to walk with you.  Please help me loose my religion.  I pray in the name of Jesus. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-4067168107553354738?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4067168107553354738/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/outsiders-and-insiders.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4067168107553354738?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4067168107553354738?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/outsiders-and-insiders.html" title="outsiders and insiders" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcNSXg-fSp7ImA9WhRVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-9102207137807631083</id><published>2012-01-16T08:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:11:38.655-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T08:11:38.655-06:00</app:edited><title>storms</title><content type="html">Matthew 8:23-34&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jesus was in the boat sleeping, and a bad storm blew in, and the disciples thought they were all going to die.  They woke up Jesus, and he calmed the storm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think most of my storms are brought on by me.  Sometimes I think about the millions of children around the world with no clean water, no food, no family, no medicine, no school, no political stability... now that&amp;#39;s a storm!  I am thankful that God has allowed me all of these things, but I know that I will be held responsible for what I have been given.  Unfortunately, in the absence of a &amp;quot;real&amp;quot; storm, I guess human nature is to make self-imposed storms.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;My work is so crazy these days.  Too many deadlines and obligations.  But I either agreed to or signed myself up for almost all of it.  I know in my head that Jesus does care, but sometimes I feel like He doesn&amp;#39;t.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;What would have happened if the disciples had let Jesus stay asleep?  Would they have been rowing/sailing furiously for hours with little to no forward progress?  Maybe I need to wake up Jesus and get Him to calm down my life.  Then again, I overbooked myself, so maybe Jesus wants me to learn my lesson so that I don&amp;#39;t do it again.  I don&amp;#39;t want to use Jesus as a &amp;quot;get me out of this jam I&amp;#39;m in&amp;quot; card, but maybe He would settle down my life if I would let Him.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I realize that comfort is not the main objective of Jesus or me; sometimes He lets us go through storms so that we learn to trust Him, and He grows our character.  He is not necessarily going to calm every storm.  But He does want us to turn over everything to Him so that we can trust that He is in control and that He is with us.  It is the awareness of His presence that gives us boldness and power to conquer fear.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I guess that is the real issue - fear.  The issue is not whether we are in a storm or not, uncomfortable or comfortable.  The issue is whether or not we trust in God&amp;#39;s promise to love us, be with us, and grow us to be like Jesus.  If I fear anything (other than God), then my faith needs some growth.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for your consistent love and patience with me.  It seems like it takes me so long to learn spiritual lessons.  Please help me grow, and help me to not be a whiner.  Lord, thank you for clean water, plenty of safe food, a loving family, plenty of school, and a relatively stable government.  Please use me to bless others and show others how wonderful you are, because you are fundamentally good in your character (not because you have allowed me to experience the comforts of all of these things).  Lord, please bring peace and rest to my life; I have brought a lot of anxiousness and unrest.  I am not necessarily asking you to take me out of the storms that I&amp;#39;ve gotten myself into, but I want to focus on you and know that you are with me.  I want to walk with you.  I love you, Lord.  Thank you for your promises.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ. &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-9102207137807631083?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9102207137807631083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/storms.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/9102207137807631083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/9102207137807631083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/storms.html" title="storms" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4ASXo5eyp7ImA9WhRVFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-3384643422475217532</id><published>2012-01-13T08:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:12:28.423-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T08:12:28.423-06:00</app:edited><title>seeking and trekking</title><content type="html">Matthew 7:1-14&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23324"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; "Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23325"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23330"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; "Enter  through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the way is broad that  leads to destruction, and there are many who enter through it.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23331"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; For the gate is small and the way is narrow that leads to life, and there are few who find it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, your Word says that if I ask then it will be given, so I want to ask you to make my heart want to seek you so that I will find you. And show me how to knock on the door to the narrow path so that it will be opened.  And please help me stay on the narrow way.  It is hard sometimes.  Please don&amp;#39;t let me get distracted; show me the way.  Please give me endurance and perseverance so that I will keep on walking with you.  I love you, and I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-3384643422475217532?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3384643422475217532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeking-and-trekking.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/3384643422475217532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/3384643422475217532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeking-and-trekking.html" title="seeking and trekking" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDQXw_fip7ImA9WhRVEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-4128240371121637346</id><published>2012-01-10T07:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:34:30.246-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T07:34:30.246-06:00</app:edited><title>perfection</title><content type="html">Matthew 5:21-48&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23283"&gt;48&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore you are to be perfect, as your heavenly Father is perfect.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seems like a high mark, to me.  Of course, there is no way that I can be perfect.  I get angry; I struggle with lust and pride; and I don&amp;#39;t want to love my enemies.  I need the character of Christ in me.  But how do I get it?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, how do I get close to you?  How do I experience your love and allow it to flow through me into the lives of others?  How can I be perfect?  I don&amp;#39;t want to work for your approval in a religious way, but I do want to prove by the way that I live that I am your son.  But I think that can only happen if I allow Christ to direct me by the power of the Holy Spirit.  Lord, I want to be a spiritual man.  Please help me live in the Spirit.  I love you, and I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-4128240371121637346?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4128240371121637346/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfection.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4128240371121637346?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4128240371121637346?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfection.html" title="perfection" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ECRXw5fSp7ImA9WhRVEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-2937885117577971524</id><published>2012-01-09T09:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:07:44.225-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-09T09:07:44.225-06:00</app:edited><title>hunger and thirst for righteousness</title><content type="html">Matthew 5:1-20&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;font class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-23241"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I want to hunger and thirst for righteousness.  But I feel like I&amp;#39;m not very hungry or thirsty.  I know in my head that Jesus is the only real satisfaction, but I allow myself to think that other stuff can satisfy, even though I know in my head that it doesn&amp;#39;t.  I am so tired of running and working so hard at work thinking that if I finish this project or if I land that next big project, somehow that will make me feel better.  Maybe I am seeking the approval of men instead of God.  Anyway, I am tired of it, because it doesn&amp;#39;t satisfy.  At least with God, you get satisfaction and rest.  With the world, you just end up empty handed and empty inside.  And tired.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, I am sorry that I don&amp;#39;t hunger and thirst for righteousness.  I want to.  Please help me, Lord.  Please turn my heart to you instead of whatever it is focused on now.  Lord, please let me taste and see that you are good.  I know you are because I have in the past.  How is it that my heart can drift away so quickly?  I love you, and I need you.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br clear="all"&gt; 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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-4797325150934406729?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4797325150934406729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-prayers.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4797325150934406729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/4797325150934406729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-prayers.html" title="beautiful prayers" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNQXk9fSp7ImA9WhRWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-558188517819319358</id><published>2012-01-05T08:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:41:30.765-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-05T08:41:30.765-06:00</app:edited><title>repentance</title><content type="html">Matthew 3:1-12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need to live a life of repentance.  Repentance is not just something you do once and then you&amp;#39;re done.  It is a daily, hourly, continuous process of turning from my own way to God&amp;#39;s way.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23176"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Prove by the way you live that you have repented of your sins and turned to God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sadly, I confess that I have overextended myself in work.  I have let the pressures and responsibilities of work consume my mind these past several months.  And I need to change.  I spent a considerable amount of time over the Christmas break working on a report for work, and I regret it.  I have to learn how to leave work at work.  I want to do a good job, but I can&amp;#39;t let it consume my life.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, please help me repent of being a workaholic.  Lord, I love you, and I need your life breathed in to me.  I feel pretty dry these days, probably because I haven&amp;#39;t maintained a balance in my life that honors you.  Lord, please show me your grace and mercy and lead me to a lifestyle that pleases Christ.  I want to work for you, Lord Jesus, not the world.  Please give me eyes to see and a heart to believe.  I ask in the name of Christ Jesus.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-558188517819319358?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/558188517819319358/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/repentance.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/558188517819319358?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/558188517819319358?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/repentance.html" title="repentance" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QAQHk9eCp7ImA9WhRWFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-8963190975633188476</id><published>2012-01-04T07:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:55:41.760-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T07:55:41.760-06:00</app:edited><title>holiday observations and New Year resolutions</title><content type="html">Matthew 2:16-23&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A few observations during our Christmas vacation:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time marches on, quickly.  Vacations fly by.  Time with family and friends is brief, so make it count.  And children grow up fast, so don&amp;#39;t miss it.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Dad reminded me that &amp;quot;We are spiritual beings in physical bodies.&amp;quot;  But it is easy to be distracted from the spiritual reality by what seems urgent in this world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forbearance means &amp;quot;putting up with people&amp;quot;.  A lot of times, you just need to let stuff go for the sake of preserving harmony.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Investment in other people&amp;#39;s pursuit of Christ is worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fellowship with Brothers and Sisters in Christ will be so sweet in Eternity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few New Year resolutions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read through the New Testament and pray through each day&amp;#39;s Scriptures reading to focus on developing my friendship with Christ.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Meet weekly with several Brothers for discipleship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continue learning Spanish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a &amp;quot;date night&amp;quot; at least once per month where we hire a babysitter so that Brandi and I can actually have a real, uninterrupted conversation.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Be proactive and intentional with my family and not work when I get home in the evenings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be consistent in daily physical exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heavenly Father, I want to seek first your Kingdom and your righteousness and trust you to take care of everything else.  I want to focus on you - knowing you and walking with you.  Lord, please deliver me from selfishness and religion, and help me have a fresh, genuine relationship with you.  Lord, please help me show your kindness and love to my family and the people that I work with.  I love you, and I need you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-8963190975633188476?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8963190975633188476/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-observations-and-new-year.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8963190975633188476?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/8963190975633188476?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-observations-and-new-year.html" title="holiday observations and New Year resolutions" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQHg7fip7ImA9WhRXFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-6068529711536892707</id><published>2011-12-21T12:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T12:20:01.606-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T12:20:01.606-06:00</app:edited><title>practical Christmas</title><content type="html">Revelation 12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought Christmas was supposed to be about Jesus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brandi and I have been discussing how we are concerned that value of celebrating the birth of Christ may be severely clouded or even totally eclipsed by all of the social and media hype about Santa and presents.  Regardless of how the holiday of Christmas was initiated, the reality is that Christmas is a huge event in our American culture.  And while that culture continues to grow more and more secular (i.e., more and more about Santa and all of the stuff that you want him to give you), it seems to me that the Christmas holiday remains a powerful opportunity to focus on the gift of Christ for the salvation of the world.  And of course, it is impossible to disconnect His birth and life with His death and resurrection (i.e., Easter), but why not take advantage of the opportunity to focus on Christ and the joy and hope that His birth brings to the whole world?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So, with our children, we are planning on continuing to emphasize the celebration of Jesus&amp;#39;s birthday.  Some people might think that a birthday party for Jesus is trite, but being the father of a two-year old, it seems to me like a birthday party would be valuable if it is helpful in synchronizing &amp;quot;Christmas&amp;quot; with &amp;quot;Jesus&amp;quot; in Beau&amp;#39;s mind.  And while we don&amp;#39;t want our children to be the ones that &amp;quot;spoil&amp;quot; the hoax of Santa for other children (especially our nieces and nephews), we want to reiterate the centrality of Jesus in Christmas by giving our children three gifts, as a reminder of Jesus receiving three gifts from the Wise Men.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Hopefully, through these practices, we will help our children focus on Jesus instead of getting caught up in the materialism of our society.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, help us focus on Jesus.  Help us help our children to focus on Jesus.  Lord, please fill our hearts with joy and peace as we celebrate the birth of Christ.  And help us share this joy and peace with others.  I pray in the name of Jesus.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-6068529711536892707?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6068529711536892707/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/practical-christmas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6068529711536892707?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/6068529711536892707?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/practical-christmas.html" title="practical Christmas" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUCQ3g-cSp7ImA9WhRQF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6832909446127447233.post-583255580799610608</id><published>2011-12-12T09:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:21:02.659-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-12T09:21:02.659-06:00</app:edited><title>dining with Christ</title><content type="html">Rev. 3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left:40px"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-30685"&gt;2:7&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Anyone  with ears to hear must listen to the Spirit and understand what he is  saying to the churches. &lt;b&gt;To everyone who is victorious I will give fruit  from the tree of life in the paradise of God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-30695"&gt;2:17&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Anyone  with ears to hear must listen to the Spirit and understand what he is  saying to the churches. &lt;b&gt;To everyone who is victorious I will give some  of the manna that has been hidden away in heaven.&lt;/b&gt; And I will give to  each one a white stone, and on the stone will be engraved a new name  that no one understands except the one who receives it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-30727"&gt;3:20&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;font class="woj"&gt;"Look!  I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I  will come in, &lt;b&gt;and we will share a meal together as friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Brother Mark pointed this out to me this morning: life with Christ is about constantly being in fellowship with Him and being filled with His life.  We need to be overcomers, faithfully walking with Him.  It is both active and passive; we actively pursue Him and obey Him, and we rely on His grace and rest in His salvation.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Heavenly Father, I want to be an overcomer.  I want to enjoy the hidden manna and the fruit from the tree of life.  I want to share a meal with Christ as friends.  Lord, please help me walk in fellowship with you today.  Please deliver me from discouragement and despair, an help me share your life with others around me.  I love you, Lord, and I need you to carry me.  I pray in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6832909446127447233-583255580799610608?l=texasfarmboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/feeds/583255580799610608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/dining-with-christ.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/583255580799610608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6832909446127447233/posts/default/583255580799610608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://texasfarmboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/dining-with-christ.html" title="dining with Christ" /><author><name>shane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03262554412833832915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qkHClFxJfws/SWpfV84ANZI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WtLb04xFsqQ/S220/Shane+EWRE.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

