<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:44:36.377-07:00</updated><category term='Matthew 28'/><category term='The Divine Conspiracy'/><category term='sexting'/><category term='accountability'/><category term='community'/><category term='Bibleworks'/><category term='treasure'/><category term='reproduction'/><category term='fourth wiseman'/><category term='hope'/><category term='providence'/><category term='deep thoughts'/><category term='Dare 2 Share'/><category term='Shakespeare Festival'/><category term='Norm Howell'/><category term='sex'/><category term='secure investing'/><category term='first post'/><category term='Bible reading'/><category term='God&apos;s grace'/><category term='Commercialism'/><category term='study'/><category term='corporate spirituality'/><category term='journal'/><category term='asking questions'/><category term='online devotional'/><category term='true success'/><category term='Great Commission'/><category term='jealously'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='Lion'/><category term='peace'/><category term='financial crisis'/><category term='THE Cause'/><category term='St. Louis'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='brain power'/><category term='Othello'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='universe'/><category term='joy'/><category term='body of Christ'/><category term='despair'/><category term='WWJD'/><category term='passion'/><category term='examen.me'/><category term='Ephesians 5'/><category term='St. Louis Project'/><category term='ekklesia'/><title type='text'>Washed by the Word</title><subtitle type='html'>The semi-lucid thoughts of an aging youth pastor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-5811522756895837352</id><published>2010-03-01T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:45:43.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE Cause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Commission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dare 2 Share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew 28'/><title type='text'>Re-branding: THE Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/S4vhHYRbFdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EcMSVvQ6E0s/s1600-h/the_cause_logo+resize.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/S4vhHYRbFdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EcMSVvQ6E0s/s320/the_cause_logo+resize.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443692091498239442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you hear the phrase, "Great Commission"?  The answer might depend on your age and whether or not your were raised in an evangelical church.  To a modern businessman a "great commission" is what you get after a great sale.  So is the "Great Commission" outdated?  Well, no and yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew 28, Jesus commands his disciples to "Go" (literally "as you go")and make disciples.  Traditionally referred to as the Great Commission, those actual words are not in the Bible's text.  The term was coined as a rallying cry to get Christians involved in Jesus' call to make disciples - and it worked.  The phrase, "Great Commission" became synonymous with intentional evangelism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter a new generation.  Maybe unlike any generation before them, todays teens want to get involved in a cause.  Facebook, the online social network, has even created a way to easily join various causes.  In droves students join causes such as saving the environment, pro-life issues, or animal rights.  Teens are looking for a way to make a difference.  So why is it when you mention the "Great Commission" to a group of Christian teens they give you blank stares.  Could it be because they are not familiar with the terminology?  Are we using an outdated term for a cause that will never become outdated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Dare 2 Share.  In an attempt to help teens catch the vision of Matthew 28:19-20, D2S is helping to re-brand the Great Commission -not change it or weaken in - but to repackage it in modern terminology.  Students today are quick to join a cause, and Jesus' call is to not join just any cause but THE Cause.  And students are responding.  This weekend at the Blaze conference, our students pledged to join THE Cause of making disciples who make disciples.  A generation of teens is responding to God's call to share the gospel with their friends, neighbors, and even strangers.  THE Cause is spreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's all get on board with THE Cause.  No matter what we call it, the command is the same - "Go and make disciples".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-5811522756895837352?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/5811522756895837352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=5811522756895837352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/5811522756895837352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/5811522756895837352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2010/03/re-branding-cause.html' title='Re-branding: THE Cause'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/S4vhHYRbFdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EcMSVvQ6E0s/s72-c/the_cause_logo+resize.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-114572330588654932</id><published>2009-12-25T11:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:19:53.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a Labor of Love</title><content type='html'>Fabulous song that captures the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5KY6Hov0wSc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5KY6Hov0wSc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-114572330588654932?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/114572330588654932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=114572330588654932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/114572330588654932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/114572330588654932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-labor-of-love.html' title='It was a Labor of Love'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8929336957417439655</id><published>2009-12-17T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:27:45.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourth wiseman'/><title type='text'>The Fourth Wiseman never got to see Jesus</title><content type='html'>I saw this humorous farside post on another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to most theologians, there was a fourth wiseman. He was sent away for bringing a fruitcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/Syp2GYIpG0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RT6F3L8Ny7w/s1600-h/threekings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/Syp2GYIpG0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RT6F3L8Ny7w/s400/threekings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416271353796434754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the fourth wiseman, one of my favorite Christmas movies is "The Fourth Wiseman" starring Martin Sheen.  Sheen plays Artaban, a young Magus (Wise Man) who desires to follow the star to the birthplace of the coming King, against the counsel of his friends and family. Carrying three precious jewels to give to the baby Messiah, Artaban and his reluctant servant Orontes set off to join the caravan of the three other wise men. They miss the caravan, but Artaban continues the search for his King, always one step behind. Artaban spends much of his remaining wealth and all of his energy helping the poor and unfortunate people he meets, until at the end of his life he finally finds Jesus--at His trial! Has Artaban wasted his life in a foolish quest? Will he ever get the chance to present his gifts to the King?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can find it,  The fourth wiseman is a great way to be reminded of the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8929336957417439655?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8929336957417439655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8929336957417439655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8929336957417439655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8929336957417439655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/12/fourth-wiseman-never-got-to-see-jesus.html' title='The Fourth Wiseman never got to see Jesus'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/Syp2GYIpG0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RT6F3L8Ny7w/s72-c/threekings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-1695074530799810972</id><published>2009-11-24T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:18:09.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the christianaudio store - christianaudio.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://christianaudio.com/&gt;Welcome to the christianaudio store - christianaudio.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-1695074530799810972?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/1695074530799810972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=1695074530799810972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1695074530799810972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1695074530799810972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-christianaudio-store.html' title='Welcome to the christianaudio store - christianaudio.com'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-38281460269354412</id><published>2009-10-30T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:58:52.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture of Hope</title><content type='html'>What should the church look like?  Something close to this.  An incredible film that might require a little bit of Kleenex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe id="dpWidget" src="http://www.thedoorpost.com/embed/?film=4dd298f102c77b625cf37a9e7744ac68" height="300px" width="540px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedoorpost.com/hope/The%20Butterfly%20Circus/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a larger format click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-38281460269354412?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/38281460269354412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=38281460269354412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/38281460269354412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/38281460269354412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/10/picture-of-hope.html' title='A Picture of Hope'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8471429120091033954</id><published>2009-09-07T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:36:49.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online devotional'/><title type='text'>Examen.Me  - a place to get closer to God.</title><content type='html'>Since you're reading this blog you are likely "tech savvy" and use the computer for numerous tasks.  For the past few months I've been trying an online devotional tool that I can highly recommend: Examen.me.  Examen.me allows the user to choose from a number of devotional choices, includes online journaling, is easy to use, and FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend you give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examen.me/" title="Visit EXAMEN.me!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.examen.me/_assets/buttons/examen-me_125x125.png" alt="I Support EXAMEN.me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8471429120091033954?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8471429120091033954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8471429120091033954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8471429120091033954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8471429120091033954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/09/examenme-place-to-get-closer-to-god.html' title='Examen.Me  - a place to get closer to God.'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8216629423302524253</id><published>2009-08-31T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:43:24.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give-Share-Go!</title><content type='html'>We can't look away.  Do something for the sake of the Gospel.  Something Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="221"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4q-T1c1wYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4q-T1c1wYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8216629423302524253?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8216629423302524253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8216629423302524253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8216629423302524253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8216629423302524253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-share-go.html' title='Give-Share-Go!'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-3456996958889124179</id><published>2009-06-14T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:05:22.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bibleworks'/><title type='text'>The Importance of Original Languages</title><content type='html'>As we work to understand God's Word, the original languages (Greek &amp;amp; Hebrew) help us to brush away the modern interpreters bias (and unfortunately add our own).  Translations are important but an understanding of the Biblical languages is invaluable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help us in our study cal.vini.st is giving away a gift in celebration of their first anniversary.  They are giving subscribers to their blog a chance to win BibleWorks 8.  This is a major gift - Thanks Cal.vini.st!  You can check out the contest at &lt;a href="http://cal.vini.st/2009/06/cal-vini-st-first-anniversary-giveaway/"&gt;http://cal.vini.st/2009/06/cal-vini-st-first-anniversary-giveaway/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-3456996958889124179?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/3456996958889124179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=3456996958889124179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3456996958889124179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3456996958889124179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/06/importance-of-original-languages.html' title='The Importance of Original Languages'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-1394192476653403275</id><published>2009-05-05T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:58:07.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mom's Overture</title><content type='html'>You need to check out this Hilarious Video!  I think there were days growing up that I heard all these things -and probably more.  I love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tangle.com/view_video.php?viewkey=d5dae50b0ce6c62959fe&amp;amp;sp=1"&gt;Mother's Day Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-1394192476653403275?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/1394192476653403275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=1394192476653403275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1394192476653403275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1394192476653403275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/05/moms-overture.html' title='A Mom&apos;s Overture'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-1983752803001402367</id><published>2009-04-13T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:07:50.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Premio Dardos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SePFtikys_I/AAAAAAAAACY/raiCGuq66G4/s1600-h/Dardos2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SePFtikys_I/AAAAAAAAACY/raiCGuq66G4/s320/Dardos2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324316570647966706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  I recently received word that my blog had been given the Premio Dardos Award.  I found this an honor - especially since my blog readership could easily fit into the back seat of my car.  Nevertheless, it really is an honor that Susan Easley (one of the funnies people I know) presented it to me.  You can check out her blog at: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://talesfromthewaitingroom.typepad.com&lt;/span&gt;  Thanks, Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing what a little encouragement can do for a person.  I recently heard a speaker share that they always try to say something encouraging within the first 30 seconds of any converstation.  What a concept.  Just today I was in a conversation with a friend that frankly took a bad turn and was rather depressing.  It was basically a gripe session.  I decided to see if I could change the tenor of the dialogue and starting interjecting positive statements.  Guess what?  It worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's commit to encouraging those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the Premio Dardos Award?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"The Dardos Award is given for recognition of cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in the form of creative and original writing. These stamps were created with the intention of promoting fraternization between bloggers, a way of showing affection and gratitude for work that adds value to the Web.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-1983752803001402367?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/1983752803001402367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=1983752803001402367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1983752803001402367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1983752803001402367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/04/premio-dardos.html' title='Premio Dardos'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SePFtikys_I/AAAAAAAAACY/raiCGuq66G4/s72-c/Dardos2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-6297251086514421048</id><published>2009-04-03T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:59:50.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Risen Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SdXryBZjTMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wgS9cD5Gp_Y/s1600-h/Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SdXryBZjTMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wgS9cD5Gp_Y/s320/Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320417779409702082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do it from time to time.  You know, ask the question, "who would you most like to meet?", or "who would you invite to dinner?".  And inevitably someone always reply's, "Jesus", throwing him in with such historical heavyweights as Winston Churchill, Napoleon, and Socrates.  Why is it we so desire to meet the Christ of the Gospels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me acknowledge up front that if time travel were possible my first destination (maybe after attending game 7 of the Royals '85 World series) would be ancient Galilee.  However, our desire to visit the historical Jesus seems to be often linked to the idea that somehow being with Jesus would make the Christian life easier.  And it begs the question: What about the greatness of the RISEN Lord we serve today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jesus of the Gospels is portrayed as a gentle, loving Savior, who blessed the children and healed the sick.  And that picture of Christ (though a little simplistic) is important.  But look at the dramatic vision of Christ at the end of the New Testament.  John falls to the floor as if dead when he encounters a Christ who is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;dressed in a robe reaching down to his feet and with a golden sash around his chest. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-30696" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;His head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-30697" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace, and his voice was like the sound of rushing waters. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-30698" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;In his right hand he held seven stars, and out of his mouth came a sharp double-edged sword. His face was like the sun shining in all its brilliance. (Revelation 1:14-16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This glorious Christ stands in power over all creation, ruling the earth and heavens by the power of His Word.  We grossly underestimate the power of the Risen Lord we serve today!  This Easter season acquaint yourself with the Christ of Revelation.  And, draw on His power to live the life we're called to.  You won't even need a time machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-6297251086514421048?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/6297251086514421048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=6297251086514421048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/6297251086514421048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/6297251086514421048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/04/risen-lord.html' title='The Risen Lord'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SdXryBZjTMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wgS9cD5Gp_Y/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-3002234035668424546</id><published>2009-03-12T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:32:09.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making God Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsM0ItEOVfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsM0ItEOVfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-3002234035668424546?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/3002234035668424546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=3002234035668424546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3002234035668424546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3002234035668424546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-god-smile.html' title='Making God Smile!'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8320789535343070905</id><published>2009-02-15T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:48:19.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for God in the Brothel</title><content type='html'>G.K. Chesterton once said, "Every man who knocks on the door of a brothel is looking for God".  I was struck this week by those words.  As I was preparing for this weeks message on sexuality, I began to ponder - Is this true?  Ultimately, I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I focused on God's Gift of Sex from Genesis 1-2.  The emphasis was on God the creator and his blessings on our life.  Each of us was built for relationship - relationship with God and with others.  Adam was incomplete without Eve, and after the fall both of them (and all mankind thereafter) was incomplete without God. Ever since, without even knowing it, all mankind seeks to restore what was lost there in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem, however, is that man, in the words of Waylon Jennings, is "looking for Love in all the wrong places."  Which brings us to the Chesterton quote.  The man at the brothel door is seeking to satisfy his souls deepest thirst but winds up with a mouth full of dust.   Thirstier than before he runs from empty well to empty well, for nothing in this world will satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apostle Paul makes it clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is no one righteous, not even one; there is no one who understands, there is no one who seeks God. All have turned away, together they have become useless; there is no one who does good,there is not even one.&lt;/blockquote&gt;In his search for restoration, mankind corrupts all that God has given.  The sexual union, meant to be a beautiful expression of marital oneness, becomes, something corrupt as we defile the beautiful gift of God.  Sexual promiscuity and perversion are man's futile attempt to satisfy a thirst that only God can quench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't we all have our own brothels?  They have innocuous names - entertainment, lust, comfort, power, religion....each an attempt to satisfy the ache of our soul.  But like an anesthetic they only dull the pain - the true source of our soul's satisfaction is God alone.  He is our completer.  He comes to "bring life and life more abundantly". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let us turn away from the door of the brothel and walk through the open door that is Christ.  Through that door we find the only One who brings true redemption and restoration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8320789535343070905?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8320789535343070905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8320789535343070905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8320789535343070905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8320789535343070905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-for-god-in-brothel.html' title='Looking for God in the Brothel'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-7456097084769775489</id><published>2009-02-07T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:58:08.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Love &amp; Other Things - Youth Series #1</title><content type='html'>As we begin our series on love, sex, and relationships it was decided that we would inform parents and our church body of our teaching via my blog.  When working with students there is always a wide spectrum in regards to their level of maturity.  Even when we attempt to age grade students (for example separating Jr. &amp;amp; Sr. High), it’s just the nature of adolescence that even two 16 year olds are not at the same level.    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;For this reason some parents may decide that their teen is not ready for a discussion of sexual issues.  Hopefully this blog will help parents to make that decision.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The other reason I wanted to make parents aware of our teaching is so that they can further discuss this important topic with their teens.  Studies have shown that students want to hear from their parents and value their opinion on important issues.  Please, talk to your kids about sex.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Week One – God’s Gift of Sex, a study of Genesis 1-2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This first will be a pretty simple straight forward look at God's Creation of man, the institution of marriage, and the gift of sexual oneness.  When you want to find out about any Biblical subject, its best to start with its first instance in scripture.  In the case of sex, Genesis 1&amp;amp;2 provide the foundation for the subject of human sexuality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In speaking to students about the subject I want to point out the clear distinction between the worlds approach to sexual matters and the Bible's view. The world says that sex is no big deal (&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/01/22/virginity.value/"&gt;SEE THIS STORY&lt;/a&gt;) BUT God says it extremely important.  The world says that sex is purely physical BUT God says it a spiritual act (and can even be worshipful).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUTLINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;God created mankind for  relationship (Gen. 1:26; 2:19-22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Marriage is the Highest Human  Relationship (2:22-24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;God created sex as a special gift  for Marriage (2:23-24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Highest expression of married   oneness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;represents the oneness between Christ &amp;amp; the Church (Eph. 5:22-33)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;NEXT WEEK - Man's Abuse of God's Gift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-7456097084769775489?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/7456097084769775489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=7456097084769775489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7456097084769775489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7456097084769775489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-other-things-youth-series-1.html' title='Love &amp; Other Things - Youth Series #1'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8401937264156292102</id><published>2009-01-24T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:53:59.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting'/><title type='text'>Sexting?!</title><content type='html'>Just today my daughter sent me to a blog by Trey Morgan (treymorgan.net) because I needed to be aware of a growing trend among teens - Sexting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard rumblings of this happening but was not fully aware of the extent of the problem.  I've known about and spoke to students who were sending sexually inappropriate texts to other students.  However, students have now turned another corner and are sending sexually explicit photos of themselves on their phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="339" width="425" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/28156035#28156035" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.msnbcLinks {font-size:11px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #999; margin-top: 5px; background: transparent; text-align: center; width: 425px;} .msnbcLinks a {text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px;} .msnbcLinks a:link, .msnbcLinks a:visited {color: #5799db !important;} .msnbcLinks a:hover, .msnbcLinks a:active {color:#CC0000 !important;} &lt;/style&gt;&lt;p class="msnbcLinks"&gt;Visit msnbc.com for &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com"&gt;Breaking News&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032507"&gt;World News&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032072"&gt;News about the Economy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As parents we need to be aware of what is happening in our kids world.  The only way to do that is through communication.  Talk to your daughter or son.  This is not a problem that only "someone else's kids" are involved in - it's happening with church kids...it's happening with your kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8401937264156292102?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8401937264156292102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8401937264156292102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8401937264156292102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8401937264156292102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/01/sexting.html' title='Sexting?!'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-6614055440558079503</id><published>2009-01-19T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:36:36.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWJD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><title type='text'>W.W.J.D. - What Would Jeff Do?</title><content type='html'>I was looking through one of my old Bibles a few days ago.  Inside the back cover I rediscovered something I wrote in 1986 after reading Sheldon's, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In His Steps&lt;/span&gt; (WWJD for you younger readers).  As I read what I had written I found myself challenged by a younger, and sadly more passionate, me.  Here's what I wrote just out of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Would Jesus Do as Jeff Hume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would always seek the Kingdom of God first and foremost in his life (Matt. 6:33).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would consider all earthly possessions not his but Gods and store his treasures in heaven (Matt 6:19).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since life here is not lasting, he would use anything possible to reach the lost and regard others as more important than himself (Mark 10:45).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would examine all of his plans in light of the gospel and prayer (Acts 20:24).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would commit himself to spending all his time to the greatest benefit to God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Two observations: (1) Why didn't I make a bracelet with WWJD imprinted on it?  I'd be a millionaire today if only I could have capitalized on the WWJD trinkets market, and (2) I need to reconnect with the person I was back then.  Time might bring wisdom (and that's a might) but it can also dampen the passion.  God, help me reclaim that fire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-6614055440558079503?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/6614055440558079503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=6614055440558079503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/6614055440558079503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/6614055440558079503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2009/01/wwjd-what-would-jeff-do.html' title='W.W.J.D. - What Would Jeff Do?'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-1871117273838527650</id><published>2008-12-19T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:29:09.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commercialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Season of Giving (too much?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SUufZJSKAQI/AAAAAAAAABc/VmiXKnCVhDw/s1600-h/SantaClauseWorshippingBabyJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SUufZJSKAQI/AAAAAAAAABc/VmiXKnCVhDw/s400/SantaClauseWorshippingBabyJesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281490242359656706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I really struggle with Christmas!  I'm no Scrooge but I really can get caught up in the commercialism and focus on the wrong things.  There's this internal struggle.  Christmas is the season of giving, and I really do enjoy giving gifts to others, but how much is too much?  When does our giving cross the line and become indulgence and sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me not to cross the line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-1871117273838527650?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/1871117273838527650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=1871117273838527650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1871117273838527650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1871117273838527650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-of-giving-too-much.html' title='The Season of Giving (too much?)'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SUufZJSKAQI/AAAAAAAAABc/VmiXKnCVhDw/s72-c/SantaClauseWorshippingBabyJesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-1681053458418759962</id><published>2008-12-19T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:13:34.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K.I.S.S.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes blogging can be therapeutic and an enjoyable exercise in communication.  And other times it's a pain.  Lately, I've been avoiding the exercise for a number of reasons - busyness, laziness, and this general feeling that nobody really reads my blog anyway.  However, I have decided to keep at it but in a different format. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had this feeling that I always need to be profound and eloquent in my writing, and I suppose there is nothing wrong with that.  However, I've decided to forgo that pressure (which leads to writer's block and avoidance), and take a much more laid back approach to my blogging.  Oh, I hope at times to be inspiring, insightful, and challenging in my writing, but just as often (probably more) I'll just ask questions, share the thoughts of others, and as a wise person once said, K.I.S.S. it (Keep It Simple Stupid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess here it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-1681053458418759962?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/1681053458418759962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=1681053458418759962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1681053458418759962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/1681053458418759962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/12/kiss.html' title='K.I.S.S.'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-4151272197499565660</id><published>2008-10-11T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:44:32.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secure investing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Divine Conspiracy'/><title type='text'>Secure Your Investments! A money back guarantee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SPdvZJ9V7sI/AAAAAAAAABU/25A6LesPoNU/s1600-h/InGodWeTrust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SPdvZJ9V7sI/AAAAAAAAABU/25A6LesPoNU/s200/InGodWeTrust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257793567938965186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the stock markets tumble out of control and financial chaos grows I'm asking myself a question.  In these uncertain times, how do followers of Christ balance the management of our earthly blessings with our Lord's call to an emphasis on the eternal?  Must we somehow try to separate our two kingdoms, getting down and dirty in the here and now while relegating the eternal to after-hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Divine Conspiracy, Dallas Willard firmly opposes this dualistic approach and suggests that God calls us to live an eternal kind of life now.  God's divine conspiracy is the subtle, deep, invitation to escape the wisdom of the world and to enter the school of the Master.  His curriculum alone can make sense of this world and truly prepare us for the next.  However, for those who choose to sit in the classroom of Christ, be prepared to be misunderstood and mocked by the "wise" leaders of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisiting my initial question concerning the management of earthly blessings, what does our Teacher have to say.  In his inaugural message to his followers(Matthew 6), Christ clearly lays out his financial curriculum for his students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23302" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23302" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. &lt;span id="en-NIV-23303" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. &lt;span id="en-NIV-23304" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.&lt;/blockquote&gt;For the Christ follower there is no reason to worry in turbulent times.  Our investments are not subject to the the bull and bear markets, political bailouts, or the advice of financial advisers.  Our treasure is secure and our heart is focused on what really matters.  The problem occurs when our heart is turned to the wrong place.  When earthly comfort, financial security, and self-centered living, capture our heart and minds, we suddenly find ourselves cold to the things of God.  Jesus put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23307" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money."&lt;/blockquote&gt;But so often we try to serve both.  In times of prosperity it can even seem possible to do so and we begin to believe the subtle lie that maybe Jesus missed the boat on this one.  Maybe it is possible to love God and still amass for ourselves the earthly comforts afforded every American.  Don't we have a right to own a home, drive two (or more) cars, and have access to quality affordable health care?  And God forbid that we should do without cable TV or high speed internet service.  But in fact there can be no doubt to Christ's statement: We cannot love both God and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the blessings of this time of turmoil is it forces us to examine our lives.  And worry can be an accurate indicator of where we are at in terms of our earthly and heavenly investments.  Worry is a blinking light that flashes out a dire warning; "examine your life....examine your life...."  Jesus tells us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="selected_passage"&gt;&lt;span id="niv23314" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="niv23314" class="verse"&gt;do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv23315" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For the unconverted&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv23316" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv23317" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span class="verseNum"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="niv23317" class="verse"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So as the world is in a panic over the financial "crisis", let us examine our faith.  Where do we truly put our trust?  Who is it we truly serve?  Are we a true believer or are we unconverted?  Seek Him and find the true peace that comes from heavenly citizenship.  There it's always a bull market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-4151272197499565660?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/4151272197499565660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=4151272197499565660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/4151272197499565660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/4151272197499565660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/10/secure-your-investments-money-back.html' title='Secure Your Investments! A money back guarantee!'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SPdvZJ9V7sI/AAAAAAAAABU/25A6LesPoNU/s72-c/InGodWeTrust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-3216684990089293204</id><published>2008-10-03T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:13:27.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reproduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true success'/><title type='text'>The Greater Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;For I rejoiced greatly when the brothers came and testified to your truth, just as you are living according to the truth.  I have no greater joy than this:  than to hear that my children are living according to the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;3 John 1:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a minister to students there is no greater joy than to see them live out their faith.  I love to lead someone to faith in Christ.  But O' the greater joy of seeing one of my students lead someone to Christ!  Success in youth ministry is not measured by how many students come to our programs, the size of our budgets, or our personal accomplishments.  True success must be measured on whether or not we are reproducing students in the mold of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-3216684990089293204?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/3216684990089293204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=3216684990089293204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3216684990089293204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3216684990089293204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/10/greater-joy.html' title='The Greater Joy'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-2759529733853162729</id><published>2008-09-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:21:49.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Divine Conspiracy'/><title type='text'>The Sweaty Prize</title><content type='html'>I am slowly plowing through a book I've tried to read two or three times before, &lt;strong&gt;The Divine Conspiracy&lt;/strong&gt; by Dallas Willard. Each previous time I failed to get past the first chapter, putting it down before I got into the meat of the book. It's not that it's difficult to read, but it is a book that makes you think - thus you need to be ready to invest some time and brainpower. I guess I just wasn't ready before. This time the payoff is proving to be well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that how most things work. You really only get out of something what you're willing to put into it. And things that are easy rarely yeild anything of real value. I enjoying sitting down to watch a movie with my family. But while a few moments of escapism can be "fun", seldom is there a real lasting payoff. The time spent with my family around a flickering screen is cheap in compairson to time spent with them around a gameboard or in conversation. Sadly, we're often unwilling to pay the price to build real deep relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few weeks I'm planning on investing some time reading &lt;strong&gt;The Divine Conspiracy&lt;/strong&gt;. As I do I'll use my blog to share some of the insights gained as a result of my work. I'm not an especially deep person. Most of my wisdom and insight are drawn from the wells dug by sweaty entrepreneurs who labored before me. However, I hope to share some of the water brought up from Mr. Willard's fount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-2759529733853162729?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/2759529733853162729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=2759529733853162729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2759529733853162729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2759529733853162729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweaty-prize.html' title='The Sweaty Prize'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-2920621052713540751</id><published>2008-09-09T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:23:52.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asking questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><title type='text'>How to save more than just money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SMaG6whLh3I/AAAAAAAAABM/HfHO0TDTv-Y/s1600-h/dollar+sign_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SMaG6whLh3I/AAAAAAAAABM/HfHO0TDTv-Y/s200/dollar+sign_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244027160134125426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's providential timing always amazes me.  He can take what seems an ordinary occurrence and use it for His eternal purpose.   Yesterday He let me watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended what turned out to be a rather long and boring presentation on how to save a few dollars on rental vehicles by establishing a corporate account.  In attendance were a bunch of fellow youth pastors and after the first hour of so we were starting to exchange yawns.  As the meeting mercifully came to a conclusion, the pastor sponsoring the meeting asked the company representative if we could pray for her before she left.  Suddenly the meeting changed - God revealed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked if we could pray for her relationship with her son, a nine year old who can be out of control.  As a single mom who had often been away from home, their relationship was strained and she desired for him to have a male influence.  She opened her heart and shared her struggles, and God moved in our midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all it took was a simple question - "can we pray for you?".  How often do we miss out on seeing God work, simply because we don't take the time - because we don't ask the really important questions.  Too often I stay at just the surface level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you today?"&lt;br /&gt;"Great. and you?"&lt;br /&gt;"fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we miss seeing God work simply because participating in His work takes time and causes inconvenience to our busy lives.  Isn't it much easier to avoid the real, messy parts of peoples lives? Yes, but it's there in the mess that God meets us and reveals His grace.  We just have to take the time to ask and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame if I had learned how to save a dollar on renting a car and had missed out on seeing God work.  And all it took was asking a question - and then listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-2920621052713540751?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/2920621052713540751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=2920621052713540751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2920621052713540751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2920621052713540751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-save-more-than-just-money.html' title='How to save more than just money!'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SMaG6whLh3I/AAAAAAAAABM/HfHO0TDTv-Y/s72-c/dollar+sign_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-291590764903951879</id><published>2008-08-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:04:49.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Hope -vs- despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SLAYwsy5BCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QAXDk0WjqmI/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SLAYwsy5BCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QAXDk0WjqmI/s200/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713591569286178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family spent the first weeks of August vacationing in Montana.  I grew up in the "Big Sky Country" and I don't know how to explain it but the sky just does seem bigger.  That's especially true at night where, free from the "light pollution" of more populated areas, the stars seem to be suspended so close you can almost touch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night as I sat on the deck observing the majesty of the skies I was joined by my cousin.  As we visited, I  was constantly distracted by the amazing number of "falling stars" that illuminated the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I look up at the stars", I told him, "I can't help but believe in God."  His response floored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really?  I don't like to look at the stars anymore," He replied.  "When I do, I feel so small and insignificant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next hour we dialogued over our vastly different views of the universe.  It was as if we were looking through opposite ends of the same telescope.  While to me the "heavens declare the glory of God" (Psalm 19:1), conversely in the vastness of the night he felt that he was just an insignificant speck, here today and gone tomorrow.   What an expression of hopelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul writes that, "the mindset of the flesh is death," but that the mindset of a believer leads to "life and peace" (Rom 8). In his book, "The Divine Conspiracy," Dallas Willard contrasts these two views of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The mind of the spirit is life and peace precisely because it located us in a world adequate to our nature as ceaselessly creative beings under God.  The "mind of the flesh," on the other hand, is a living death.  To it the heavens are closed.  It sees only "That inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die." It restricts us to the visible, physical world where what our hearts demand can never be.  There...we find we constantly must violate our conscience in order to "survive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And that was the sense of despair my cousin described.  He expressed to me a Darwinian view that his life was no more significant than that of his beloved dog or a crawling ant.  They were all just trying to "survive" and when that struggle ended they would cease to exist.  In our over one hour of conversation the greatest statement of optimism he could muster was, "I hope I'm wrong".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can forget the despair and hopelessness of those who don't know Christ.  Apart from a spiritual mindset that God alone bestows, our neighbors and friends lead lives that are" at the worst so painful and at the best so monotonous, poor and limited that the urge of escape, the longing to transcend themselves if only for a few moments, is and has always been one of the principal appetites of the soul." (Doors of Perception, Huxley).  Some attempt to feed this worldly appetite with adventure, money, or at best service to humanity.  Others may try to numb the gnawing pain by taking chemical vacations.  However, there is nothing of this world that can satisfy the hunger or fill the vacuum that inhabits every human  soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is for that reason that we are called to "always be ready to give a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the  hope that is in you." (1 Peter 3:15)  While my cousin listened politely to my "hope", he still cannot comprehend a universe where a personal God would love mankind so fully.  To be honest, either can I.  Any yet I know it's true.  That's what I feel when I look up into the night sky.  That is my hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-291590764903951879?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/291590764903951879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=291590764903951879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/291590764903951879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/291590764903951879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/08/hope-and-despair.html' title='Hope -vs- despair'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SLAYwsy5BCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QAXDk0WjqmI/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-3279660507068002502</id><published>2008-07-23T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:14:14.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>The Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdmwSLaIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-jTp03jkOo/s1600-h/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 102px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdmwSLaIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-jTp03jkOo/s320/bible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226258872286191746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lessons from ST. Louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in STL I was asked the question, "How much time, in minutes, have you spent in the Word and prayer today?" OUCH!  What kind of Pharisaical question is that?  I don't judge myself on quantity of time with God like a worker punching the clock.  I focus on quality - a fresh relationship with God.  But I couldn't get away from the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often I comfort myself with the fact that I spent some quality time with God.  But most of the time that's just a cop out.  I know that I've been negligent and so I fall back on the quality time excuse, something I'd never buy in any other relationship.  My wife doesn't accept only a few quality minutes in our marriage.  She rightly wants both quantity and quality. And it's the same with my kids.  Any relationship that is truly meaningful rejects the "quality time" only claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I've begun asking myself "the question".  Yes, I guess there is a chance I could become a pharisee and focus only on quantity but I don't see that becoming a problem anytime soon.  For now I'm just going to try to carve out more time to spend with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, "How much time &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in minutes &lt;/span&gt;have you spent in prayer and the Word today?  This week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-3279660507068002502?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/3279660507068002502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=3279660507068002502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3279660507068002502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/3279660507068002502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/question.html' title='The Question'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdmwSLaIII/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-jTp03jkOo/s72-c/bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-2961780474259622739</id><published>2008-07-23T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:07:25.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Louis Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>Ambushed by God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lessons from St. Louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in STL was unlike previous years.  While much was the same (the schedule, training, 15th street), something very different was happening below the surface.  I sensed God working in amazing ways in the lives of Mt. Zion's students.  While for most of them the Project was nothing new, it's almost like God ambushed us.  He was speaking to us in new fresh ways and we all seemed to be ready to receive the Word with gladness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sensed in our students a desire for more - something deeper and more real.  There was less immaturity and goofiness from the students and a seriousness about God.  Wow.  I pray that what began in St. Louis continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we talked about as we prepared to come home from STL is accountability.  Too often t we exhibit Lone Ranger spirituality and fail to remember that God gave us the church so that we could live in community with others.  Accountability should naturally be a part of that.  My prayer is that we will each take action on those things God spoke to us about.  I'm praying that I will grasp my role in making that happen.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-2961780474259622739?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/2961780474259622739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=2961780474259622739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2961780474259622739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2961780474259622739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/ambushed-by-god.html' title='Ambushed by God'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-2075763405918892394</id><published>2008-07-21T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:17:55.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taco Bell Evangelsim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdnjkS0FHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AuTdNzDy-J4/s1600-h/taco_bell_chihuahua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 138px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdnjkS0FHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AuTdNzDy-J4/s200/taco_bell_chihuahua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226259753322419314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lessons from St. Louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's true that actions speak louder than words.  Yes, I believe that "they cannot believe in the one whom they have not heard" (Rom 10), and yet an act of service can prepare the soil of the heart for the planting of the gospel.  I saw this clearly at a late night run to Taco Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy behind the counter was not happy to see our group of 15 walk through the door so close to closing.  He already had a mop bucket in the corner and was probably look forward to getting cleaned up early.  When I first read his face I was tempted to find another restaurant but then I reminded myself that he was being paid to serve us, plus I really wanted Taco Bell.  The lobby was still supposed to be open for another thirty minutes so we proceeded to order and grab a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we were capping off the end to an already bad day for the guy - troubles at work, problems at home -I don't know, but something was wrong and he was letting us know about it.  Maybe I was being a little paranoid but the fact that our whole group was wearing Christian T-shirts worried me.  Would we provide opportunity for him to harbor a bad attitude against Christians, the church, or worse, Christ?  Like I said, I was probably just being paranoid but it led to an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it neared the closing time we approached the counter again.  I could see it in his eyes, "not another order", but instead we asked for a couple of rags to wipe off our tables.  I suspected that our request would be denied but he grabbed a couple of rags that he likely had been ready to use thirty minutes earlier and we went to work.  While one group of students wiped off tables and chairs another team proceeded to sweep and mop the lobby.  Between drive-in orders I watched his countenance change.  As we were nearing the end he thanked us and said that we didn't need to clean the whole lobby.  We told him we wanted to be a help to him and he asked us where we were from - suddenly he opened up the door to share our purpose.  When we left he was smiling and  thanking us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we serve others more often? Selfishness I suppose.  We're so caught up in our own daily grind that we fail to remember that life is not about us.  We forget that everyone we encounter is someone that God loves and that we're called to love our neighbors as ourselves.  We need a lot less Christian T-shirts and gospel tracts and a lot more followers of Christ that will lovingly serve a needy world.  I suppose we could have given Taco Bell guy a gospel tract but what would that have done - not much I suspect.  When we met his needs however his heart was softened and suddenly he was open to the gospel message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that how Jesus did evangelism?  Jesus met needs.  When He encountered people in need of healing He didn't just give them a gospel tract or preach a sermon.  He met both their perceived immediate need and also revealed their deeper spiritual need.  That's the kind of evangelism we need more of and that's the kind of evangelism that is most effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later we were able to see servant evangelism work again in East St. Louis.  Across from 15th Street Baptist is a neighborhood bar and local hub for the pervasive crack trade.  Behind the bar a small group of people gathered daily, sitting in lawn chairs and attempting to wash their problems way in the bottle.  On Friday we had leftover lunches and decided to take them across the street to our "neighbors".  Again, an act of service provided opportunity to share a gospel witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that as I leave St. Louis God would help me to share the gospel less and be the gospel more.  Wasn't that Jesus' method?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-2075763405918892394?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/2075763405918892394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=2075763405918892394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2075763405918892394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/2075763405918892394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/taco-bell-evangelsim.html' title='Taco Bell Evangelsim'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdnjkS0FHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AuTdNzDy-J4/s72-c/taco_bell_chihuahua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-7111430441713547692</id><published>2008-07-12T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:19:29.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norm Howell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Louis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lion'/><title type='text'>Lessons from St. Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdoDPiQbVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Go0-bKnSlgU/s1600-h/st-louis-arch-address.27124057_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdoDPiQbVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Go0-bKnSlgU/s200/st-louis-arch-address.27124057_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226260297505860946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our youth group arrived in St. Louis yesterday afternoon to begin a week of mission work.  Our team will be working in East St. Louis.  For the next two days we'll be planning, praying, and preparing our hearts for this important work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we heard a message by Norm Howell.  Norm is a great man of God.  He served as my pastor while I was in college and then spent a decade working with New Tribe Missions in Paupua New Guinea working with unreached people.  It's always a blessing to hear Norm preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His message was titled, "How to be bold as a Lion" from Proverbs 28:1&lt;br /&gt;"The wicked flee when no one is pursing them, but the righteous are as bold as a lion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God talks about the Lion around 150 times in the Bible.  Our prayer is that we will be bold for Christ this week.  Not offensive. Not pushy. Bold in a godly way that brings Him glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-7111430441713547692?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/7111430441713547692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=7111430441713547692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7111430441713547692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7111430441713547692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/lessons-from-st-louis.html' title='Lessons from St. Louis'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/SIdoDPiQbVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Go0-bKnSlgU/s72-c/st-louis-arch-address.27124057_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-7208762879776690395</id><published>2008-07-04T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:33:33.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealously'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakespeare Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Othello'/><title type='text'>Tragedy in KC</title><content type='html'>Just last night my family attended the K.C. Shakespeare festival.  The weather was perfect and the crowded audience was treated to a fantastic piece of theater.  While the tragic tale of Othello is not my favorite, it is still Shakespeare and thus worth viewing.  If you are ever in KC in late June - early July, the festival is not to be missed.  It's free to attend and provides us backwoods folk a little bit of culture.  My family looks forward to it each summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O,                    beware, my lord, of jealousy!&lt;br /&gt;                It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock&lt;br /&gt;                The meat it feeds on.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Othello, 3. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Jealous                    souls will not be answered so;&lt;br /&gt;                They are not ever jealous for the cause,&lt;br /&gt;                But jealous for they are jealous.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Othello, 3. 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;It                      makes us or it mars us.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Othello, 5. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I                    have done the state some service, and they know 't.&lt;br /&gt;                No more of that. I pray you, in your letters,&lt;br /&gt;                When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,&lt;br /&gt;                Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,&lt;br /&gt;                Nor set down aught in malice. Then, must you speak&lt;br /&gt;                Of one that loved not wisely but too well;&lt;br /&gt;                Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought&lt;br /&gt;                Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,&lt;br /&gt;                Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away&lt;br /&gt;                Richer than all his tribe.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Othello, 5. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-7208762879776690395?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/7208762879776690395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=7208762879776690395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7208762879776690395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/7208762879776690395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-last-night-my-family-attended-k.html' title='Tragedy in KC'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-790985750570549956</id><published>2008-07-03T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:32:10.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ekklesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporate spirituality'/><title type='text'>corporate spirituality</title><content type='html'>The more I read the New Testament the more I see an emphasis on community.  Most of the New Testament letters were written not to individuals but to a community of believers - the Ekklesia or "call-out ones".   Too often we over personalize what we read and fail to understand that the Christian life is meant to be lived in the messy fish bowl of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my recent reading in Ephesians, Paul's vision of the Body of Christ is evident in nearly every passage. Developing the "mature" body he speaks of however, is no easy task.  It requires that former enemies, "Jew" and "gentile" become one in Christ, learn to serve one another, confront each other (in love) when necessary, and walk in the Spirit (just to name a few).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O that the Church of God, the Body of Christ, would become such a spiritual community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-790985750570549956?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/790985750570549956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=790985750570549956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/790985750570549956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/790985750570549956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/corporate-spirituality.html' title='corporate spirituality'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5293894511301016810.post-8674951528545899926</id><published>2008-07-03T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:39:38.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ephesians 5'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Nothing too profound.  I started this blog as a form of personal accountability.  I guess I feel that if I begin recording my thoughts as I'm reading scripture, I'll  read scripture a little more regularly.  I know...I know...it's probably not true but I'm going to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm under the allusion that I can be a deep writer that others will want to read.  Doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm sitting here this morning with a cup of coffee and am reading Ephesians 5.  I'll let you know if I get a deep thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5293894511301016810-8674951528545899926?l=washedbytheword.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/feeds/8674951528545899926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5293894511301016810&amp;postID=8674951528545899926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8674951528545899926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5293894511301016810/posts/default/8674951528545899926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://washedbytheword.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Oneighty Youth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02069615269299675114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivPANwBZ4iM/TGtAbSKflzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-JWZWfNyGec/S220/180+avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
