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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;AkYER3oyfCp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219900</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:55:06.494-08:00</updated><category term="Burleson" /><category term="birthday" /><category term="on the beach" /><category term="vacation" /><category term="arial mermaid" /><category term="Chicken Dinner" /><category term="youth ministry" /><category term="holiday" /><category term="memorial day" /><category term="McDonalds" /><category term="4 day work week" /><category term="fast food" /><category term="weekend" /><category term="LaMadeline's" /><category term="Daniel Ochoa" /><category term="kroger" /><category term="Steamboat Springs" /><category term="chinese food" /><category term="faith harvest church" /><category term="hailstorm" /><category term="dragon naturally speaking" /><category term="Alex Lopez" /><category term="sedatives" /><category term="inhaling gas" /><category term="fried rice" /><category term="Texas" /><category term="hail" /><category term="lemonade" /><category term="chik-fil-a" /><category term="robert ochoa" /><category term="magnifying glass" /><category term="hot wheels" /><category term="Babe's" /><category term="Chuck E Cheese" /><category term="burleson tx" /><category term="orange chicken" /><category term="garage sales" /><category term="work" /><category term="drugs" /><category term="youth pastor" /><category term="prayer" /><title>youth pastor mike</title><subtitle type="html">mike is the infamous founding yp of the late, great power house youth. he yearns for the good 'ole days while believing his techno-musings are read as fondly as he remembers them. little does he know, nobody gives a rip! content to live in this delusion, he rambles on...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://powerhouseyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://powerhouseyouth.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7219900/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>RevCoday</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</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/YouthPastorMike" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="youthpastormike" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcNSHc-eip7ImA9WhdQE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219900.post-599468849634040316</id><published>2011-08-14T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:08:19.952-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-14T14:08:19.952-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youth pastor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youth ministry" /><title>Youth Ministry is Dead</title><content type="html">...or so says a group of ministers from a recent Christian magazine article.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not going to link to the article here, but suffice it to say that they call, "Youth Ministry a 50 Year Failed Experiment".&lt;br /&gt;
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Personally, I really enjoyed my years of being a YP. I felt called into the ministry when I was a young man at summer camp. One of the most influential men in my life was my YP growing up in Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;
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