<?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-2893350548808281945</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:09:25.250-05:00</updated><category term='garbage'/><category term='Haddon Robinson'/><category term='louie giglio'/><category term='Susan Boyle'/><category term='Mac Powell'/><category term='clear'/><category term='David Crowder'/><category term='bush'/><category term='December Radio'/><category term='loud'/><category term='Matthew West'/><category term='Barrett M82A1'/><category term='Revive'/><category term='circumcision'/><category term='Judge'/><category term='500 Smith and Wesson'/><category term='paul'/><category term='Philippians'/><category term='Fruitcake'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='mccain'/><category term='bushnell'/><category term='Pharisee'/><category term='new tribes mission'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='seed'/><category term='focus'/><category term='Theology'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Jesus praying'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='Peter'/><category term='refocus'/><category term='David Crowder Band'/><category term='corinthians'/><category term='NBC'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Judges'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='Eugene Peterson'/><category term='Third Day'/><category term='Timothy'/><category term='Jephthah'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='Decemberadio'/><category term='herald'/><category term='moody bible institute'/><category term='Chorus of the Saints'/><category term='trash'/><category term='obama'/><category term='passion'/><category term='rubbish'/><category term='Pumpkin'/><category term='turkey hunting'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='Hillsboro Arts and Crafts Fair'/><category term='David Shepherd'/><category term='The Office'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Cross'/><category term='love'/><category term='Kings'/><title type='text'>Redact that statement!</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is intended to be seen by those who come across it.  If you have mistakenly come to this blog, then it must be divine intervention.  

You will find various content in this blog, videos, music, writings, events, etc.  The content is intended to make you laugh, think, and ponder about life.  But ultimately to help you better understand God's grace towards us, even if it may be in humor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1645921192988514856</id><published>2011-03-09T09:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:45:24.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Hope Collective</title><content type='html'>Some of my fondest memories of college include rocking out to Audio Adrenaline in the dorm room.  Lead singer Mark Stuart lost his voice and Audio A ceased to exist. But their ministry is still on full throttle.  The Hands and Feet Project is still meeting the needs of the poor and broken all over. Click on the title to see an amazing story about the Hands and Feet Project.  Mark Stuart and many others in the Christian music world have come together to form the Know Hope Collective. A great opportunity for musicians to help raise funds to be Jesus' hands and feet in the world.  You might want to have a box of tissues close by when you watch this video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1645921192988514856?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJI1APhDXP4' title='Know Hope Collective'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1645921192988514856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2011/03/know-hope-collective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1645921192988514856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1645921192988514856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2011/03/know-hope-collective.html' title='Know Hope Collective'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1968281779223921662</id><published>2011-03-08T13:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:07:23.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeEkUCVpPHQ/TXaKRY9IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pi268hUqZaQ/s1600/Broken%2BGlass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeEkUCVpPHQ/TXaKRY9IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pi268hUqZaQ/s400/Broken%2BGlass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581800819533555410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House blazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t put a broken piece of glass back together to make it look the way it was.  It is very difficult to rebend metal to regain its original shape.   A burnt house can’t be lived in.  But all these things can be replaced to look like they used to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we like a piece of glass or metal?  Can we be bent?  Can we be broken?  Yes we can, it has happened to all of us.  Things don’t go right, relationships, friends, family, school, jobs, all these things can become bent or broken.  Life can break us, it can destroy us.  We can be so damaged from relationships that no one wants to be around us anymore.  We can break ourselves with addictions.  Drugs, alcohol, pornography can tear families apart.  Careers can take over your priorities and all of sudden you have lost all that is important to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at some point you come to the realization that you are broken.  It usually happens so slowly that you don’t notice it until it seems like it is too late.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is hope.  Just like a pane of glass, we can be replaced and fixed.  Just like a house, we can be rebuilt.  In the beginning, in the garden, life was perfect.  Something that we have never seen. Something our parents and grandparents have never seen on this earth.  We can’t even imagine what life was like in the garden.  It was perfect, then abruptly it ended.  It was cursed.  That is all that we have known.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth is cursed.  The world is wicked.  People break, we all will break.  We are all broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hope came upon the horizon when Jesus walked on this earth.  With each step He took, He left an indentation of hope.  Then one day, it happened.  What was meant by men as a wicked act, became God’s most glorious act.  Jesus died upon the cross.  The curse was broken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still hurt, we still break.  Christ offers us the hope we need.  He promises us that we will live in an Eden again.  We will walk with God.  We will fellowship with Him.  That promises doesn’t start when we physically die, it starts when we die to ourselves.  We can be rebuilt.  We can be restored.  Slowly as we fellowship with Christ upon this earth, we are being restored.  If a house burns down, it has to be removed so a new one can be rebuilt.  The same goes for us.  Rebuilding can be painful. Things need to be broken to be replaced.  God is the builder, we are His work.  He sees the end, we don’t know what we will be.  But we are in good hands.  Restoration is part of life.  One day the work will be finished.  We will then see what it was like in the Garden.  It will be indescribable.  Words will not do it justice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 64:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1968281779223921662?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1968281779223921662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2011/03/broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1968281779223921662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1968281779223921662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2011/03/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeEkUCVpPHQ/TXaKRY9IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pi268hUqZaQ/s72-c/Broken%2BGlass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1110176797203925468</id><published>2009-09-23T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:41:54.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrqV7N5t8gI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MVrojBQtH_c/s1600-h/House+of+Heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrqV7N5t8gI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MVrojBQtH_c/s320/House+of+Heroes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384781149051417090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist – House of Heroes&lt;br /&gt;Album – The End is Not the End&lt;br /&gt;Song – In the Valley of the Dying Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;House of Heroes&lt;/span&gt; has been around for about a decade, but they haven’t had the exposure as they do now.  They signed with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gotee Records&lt;/span&gt; this year and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Toby Mac&lt;/span&gt; has helped them get out there.  These guys have talent, in fact their recording is them playing, no digital processing, no mess with this or raise this level a bit, it is their sound.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;House of Heroes&lt;/span&gt; is that their sound is good.  They have a message in their lyrics, but they also have a sound that attracts people who may not enjoy their message.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;House of Heroes&lt;/span&gt; 5 out of 5 dundies for Musical Talent.  I also give them 4 out of 5 dundies for Lyrical Content.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will click on Artist of the Week you will find the video of this song.  It is a very interesting song that has a great message of maturing in our walk with God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the valley of the dying sun&lt;br /&gt;I walk a crooked path alone&lt;br /&gt;I came across the shadow of a man&lt;br /&gt;With an angel's breath&lt;br /&gt;'O boy' he said to me&lt;br /&gt;'I see your future'&lt;br /&gt;'Though you long for peace&lt;br /&gt;The sword is your father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you when I kill a good man&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself from being killed by him&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you when I hold my girl&lt;br /&gt;And wonder if she'll ever love again&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Wash the blood off my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed in the powder of a thousand guns&lt;br /&gt;I am the king of sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Watered by the tears of the innocent ones&lt;br /&gt;The river grows&lt;br /&gt;It moves&lt;br /&gt;It swells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Son' It calls to me&lt;br /&gt;'Your days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;Sow the seeds you will&lt;br /&gt;But I am the reaper'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you when you kill a good man&lt;br /&gt;To keep yourself from being killed by him&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you when you hold your girl&lt;br /&gt;And wonder if she'll ever love again&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Wash the blood off your hands'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I howled at the moon like a wolf in the night&lt;br /&gt;You want to finish it&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna finish it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I felt it with a chill up my spine&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to use that truly describe&lt;br /&gt;The glory of the angel or the terror in me&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be my ending or tonight my new beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through the night&lt;br /&gt;I wrestled the angel&lt;br /&gt;To undo the curse&lt;br /&gt;That's burdened me all of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time I could see&lt;br /&gt;That God was not my enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm thinking of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like pieces of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Our light burns on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;Like stars in the night sky we shine&lt;br /&gt;I'm living to shine on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1110176797203925468?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_T1Z4MvTEQ' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1110176797203925468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/artist-of-week_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1110176797203925468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1110176797203925468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/artist-of-week_23.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrqV7N5t8gI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MVrojBQtH_c/s72-c/House+of+Heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-167423896626243466</id><published>2009-09-22T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:57:30.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flag Pole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrkP_AsuhpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/X-dr533IwgA/s1600-h/flag+pole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrkP_AsuhpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/X-dr533IwgA/s320/flag+pole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384352404691912338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag poles basically have one primary purpose, to fly a flag.  Tomorrow thousands of students and adults in Kansas will be meeting around flag poles at 7:00 AM at their schools. This isn’t to show reverence to those who have fallen for our country.  It isn’t to say the Pledge of Allegiance. It is to come together under the flag and pray for our schools, towns, cities, and nation.  Every year, See You At The Pole happens on a Wednesday in September.  This all began in 1990 with 10 students who came together to pray for their friends, families, school, and country.  It has since spread to millions of students across the globe.  &lt;br /&gt;Some kids show up to pray silently, others pray in groups, and others read Scriptures or sing worship songs.  But they are united in one purpose, to lift up their friends, families, schools, and nations to God.  This year the theme for See You At The Pole is Engage: Engage your school, Engage your community, Engage your world – for His glory!  The theme verse is found in 2 Kings 22:13a.  Go and pray to God for me and for the people.  This verse is about King Josiah and one of the greatest revivals in the Old Testament, all begun by a teenager.  Tomorrow students are going to stand together and pray.  The question I have for you is, will you join them wherever you may be?  Lift up their schools, lift up the faculty and the students, and pray for the leaders in government in local, state, and national levels.  Do you know what could happen if we all banded together to pray?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-167423896626243466?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/167423896626243466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/flag-pole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/167423896626243466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/167423896626243466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/flag-pole.html' title='The Flag Pole'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrkP_AsuhpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/X-dr533IwgA/s72-c/flag+pole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-5974609932766687062</id><published>2009-09-21T11:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:20:14.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillsboro Arts and Crafts Fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus praying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barrett M82A1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500 Smith and Wesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey hunting'/><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Srenq2X6N2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/glGTvdGXMks/s1600-h/IMG_4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Srenq2X6N2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/glGTvdGXMks/s400/IMG_4577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383956234136860514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I went down to my home town to see some family and to take my wife to the annual Hillsboro Arts &amp; Crafts Fair.  I wasn’t planning on going down, but some last minute plans got changed and I went.  My idea of fun isn’t really walking around and looking at crafts with another 60,000 people.  I happen to like Hillsboro when the normal 2500 residents are the only ones there.  So I decided to capitalize on an opportunity I had.  I went out with somebody to shoot a little bit.  I needed to fire some rounds through my 500 Smith and Wesson to make sure everything was working properly.  I was also given a chance to fire 14 rounds through a Barrett M82A1 .50 caliber semi-automatic rifle.  So I decided to decline the offer.  Just kidding, do you think I am that stupid?  I accepted the offer and shot the 14 rounds through and was fairly impressed with my 4” group of 8 shots at 100 yards.  Another fun thing to do with that gun is to shoot two rounds as fast as you can, that gets the adrenaline going as the shock wave comes back and blows through your nostrils and almost blows your ear plugs out.  I must admit that I enjoyed spending time away from the crowds and being outside and enjoying nature, shooting the Barrett, and blowing up mud clods with my 500.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Bible, one thing we see over and over is Jesus getting up early in the morning to get away from the crowds and spending time in prayer.  If Jesus, being God, needed to spend time with God, then we know that we should strive to do the same.  You and I need to make it a habit to get away from the “crowds” and spend time with the Lord in prayer and reading His Word.  Now getting away from the crowds may mean closing the door to your office or going down the street to get a coffee.  It doesn’t matter what method you use, the important part is that you are spending time with God.  I try to spend a 15-30 minute window each morning in my office reading my Bible and praying.  It doesn’t always happen due to certain things going on.  But I try to make that my morning routine, and if I can’t, I will try it some other time in the day.  Hunting season is coming up, so I can spend my early mornings out in the field with my Bible on my phone and read as I listen for the turkey clucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever faced with a tough decision as I was this weekend, either to walk and look at crafts or shoot a Barrett, I hope that you make the right decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-5974609932766687062?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/5974609932766687062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/solitude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5974609932766687062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5974609932766687062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Srenq2X6N2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/glGTvdGXMks/s72-c/IMG_4577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-108113453373654292</id><published>2009-09-17T13:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:19:40.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love, Compassion, and Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I may give away everything I have, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned.  But I gain nothing if I do not have love.  1 Corinthians 13:3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I have been having really deep discussions late at night these past few weeks.  Last night, we were discussing our children and the things we pray for and want most for them.  One of the major themes of our discussion was the character we want to see develop in them.  My desire as I watch my 13-month-old son grow up is that he becomes a person that his friends will trust.  Someone that they can count on to be there for them.  If one of Asher’s friends has a problem at school or at home or anywhere else, they would know that Asher is trustworthy and compassionate.  So many kids grow up without someone they can trust.  It is sad to see kids who go through life not being able to talk to their parents about things or able to talk to a teacher about issues they may be facing.  My wife and I pray that Asher would be the kind of person that other kids will come to when they are having those issues.  We also pray that he will be able to come to us when he has issues arise in his life.  Being in youth ministry, I have seen kids who are having problems and struggling with issues, but they are afraid to go to their parents because they think they may be yelled at.  We are fully aware that this journey of parenting is not easy and we are just past the starting line, but we do hope and pray that Asher will feel free to come to us because we love him.  We can work out the problems through looking at the Scriptures and do it together.  It pains me to see kids who hide things from their parents because they are afraid of getting the tenth degree.  Love and compassion are two vital parts of discipline.  Without them, you drive a wedge between the disciplinarian and the one who needs the discipline.  Every mistake we make and every struggle we face is an opportunity for us to come closer to God through His love and forgiveness.  We should strive to do the same for our kids, and let’s pray that our kids will be able to do the same as they have their families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-108113453373654292?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/108113453373654292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-compassion-and-discipline.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/108113453373654292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/108113453373654292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-compassion-and-discipline.html' title='Love, Compassion, and Discipline'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4450259480489970858</id><published>2009-09-16T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:49:41.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrGxxq0NaiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/j6_-PX5WbX4/s1600-h/leeland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrGxxq0NaiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/j6_-PX5WbX4/s320/leeland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382278496549431842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist: Leeland&lt;br /&gt;Album: Love Is On The Move&lt;br /&gt;Song: Follow You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about love and justice?  What do we do about the social justice issue?  It seems as though this issue has become a liberal/conservative issue rather than an issue of helping those who need help.  A more liberal slant on the issue states that we should share with others in their suffering and treat them as Jesus would.  This is great, but that slant also tends to include the fact that since we are helping them and loving them as Jesus, we don’t need to share the Gospel with them.  A more conservative slant says that the Gospel is all we need to tell them.  Words speak louder than actions, so we don’t do much for their physical needs.  Well, I don’t go along either side.  I think a middle-of-the-road approach is what we need to take.  First and foremost, we need to have the attitude that these people need to be saved.  They need Jesus.  So don’t only use words and don’t only do things.  You need a combination of both.  Sometimes words are all it takes, and sometimes actions alone will show them to the Gospel.  But we need to be prepared to do both.  A good song filling the airwaves now is Follow You by Leeland.  I want this song to be how I live and love Christ by helping those who need Him.  Here are the lyrics to the song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lived among the least of these&lt;br /&gt;The weary and the weak&lt;br /&gt;And it would be a tragedy for me to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my needs you have supplied.&lt;br /&gt;When I was dead you gave me life.&lt;br /&gt;How could I not give it away so freely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll follow you into the homes that are broken.&lt;br /&gt;Follow you into the world.&lt;br /&gt;Meet the needs for the poor and the needy God.&lt;br /&gt;Follow you into the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use my hands, use my feet&lt;br /&gt;To make your kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Through the corners of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Until your work is done&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Faith without works is dead&lt;br /&gt;And on the cross your blood was she'd&lt;br /&gt;So how could I not give it away so freely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Click on Artist of the Week to see a video of the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have a desire to give away what Christ did for us to those around us, for our neighbors who may have a broken home.  We need to help meet the needs of the poor and the needy.  We are called to do this.  Let us love those around us with the love of Christ, first with the desire to see them become saved and then to help them with their physical needs.  Sometimes we have to help before they will listen.  As one lady said to my old youth pastor, “How is your Jesus going to feed my baby today?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-4450259480489970858?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlmyaZT9yE0' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4450259480489970858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4450259480489970858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4450259480489970858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SrGxxq0NaiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/j6_-PX5WbX4/s72-c/leeland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-6064276715439810144</id><published>2009-09-16T22:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:30:59.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Morality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I may give away everything I have, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned.  But I gain nothing if I do not have love.  1 Corinthians 13:3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days ago I wrote about loving those who may not think like us in the political arena.  That is a challenge I struggle with a lot.  Another area that is hard to love others is the issue of morality.  We get our morals from the Bible, plain and simple.  So we can say that the Bible is a list of rules, and that’s it, or we can say that the Bible tells us a story about love.  When we look at the Bible as merely a list of rules, we not only make sure we follow the rules, but we tend to make sure our neighbors and others are following them as well.  When we see the Bible as simply a love story, we get emotional about God’s love for us and try to sprinkle that love dust around with our little fairy wands.  What would be a more God-pleasing approach to understanding the Bible?  Well, as I mentioned Monday, what would God be like if He didn’t love us?  It would be bad; we wouldn’t be here, because our ancestors would have been zapped into flubber in the Garden of Eden.  What would God be like if He was all love and unconcerned with our actions?  Definitely a long haired, smoking the reefer, tie dye shirt Jesus comes to mind.  “Dude, I am love, I love you, dude.  We don’t need morals, we have love, anarchy is okay, if it works for you man.  Sure sleep with your neighbors wife, it is all about love.”  The list could go on.  Thankfully, we do exist, have no worry of being flubberized and I haven’t seen any flannel graphs with a tie dye Jesus.  The God of the Universe is a God of love.  God is love, but He did give us commandments.  So we have to have a balance of love and morals.  Which one is first?  Which one is more important?  Neither.  When you elevate love above morals, you overlook what Christ did for us on the cross.  If you elevate morals over love, you start to be judgmental towards others.  But when you become a Christian, because of who we are in Christ as a new creation, our morality comes from love.  We obey the commandments of God because of our love for Him.  If we obey God’s commandments simply because it is a rule, we are not doing it out of love, but out of duty.  Just like if I were to buy my wife some flowers on Valentine’s Day  simply because of my duty as a husband.  The reason to buy flowers for my wife is to express the love I have for her.  When we elevate morality above love, we worry about our actions so much that we overlook God’s grace.  Another negative effect of putting morality higher is that we expect others to believe and do the same thing we do and believe.  If they don’t, we are quick to judge them.  When we elevate love over morality, we let things in our lives slide, and we can potentially lead others into believing that the way they live doesn’t matter or that living a good life will get you to Heaven.  We have to be careful to not elevate one about the other.  We need to strive to live like Christ not because we ought to, but because of what He did for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-6064276715439810144?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/6064276715439810144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-and-morality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6064276715439810144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6064276715439810144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-and-morality.html' title='Love and Morality'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-9034117440119889190</id><published>2009-09-14T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:49:50.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Those Who . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I may give away everything I have, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned.  But I gain nothing if I do not have love.  1 Corinthians 13:3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?  Is it a feeling, an emotion, a desire, or a commandment?  Now, there are different kinds of love, and you can put a different kind of love to each of the words above.  But what kind of love is the Apostle Paul writing about?  I don’t think it is the romantic type of love that I have for my wife, and I don’t think it is the fatherly type of love I have for my son.  I don’t think and I hope it isn’t the type of love I have for barbecue.  So what kind of love is it?  The Greek word Paul uses is agape.  Agape love is not just unconditional love, but is primarily a love of will, not the emotions.  Love with emotions can fade over time, but love out of will doesn’t fade.  God’s will to love us will never fade; it is His nature to love us that way.  We are called to love in the same way.  I see two major areas where we as Christians fail to give agape love.  The first is in the political arena.  To clarify something, I said we as Christians, and we includes me.  I am not excluding myself from this at all, as I am guilty of doing these things as well.  How many times have you seen a Christian bad-mouth a politician about his policies?  I know I have seen it quite often, and I have done a fair share myself.  I have heard many liberal Christians slam Bush and McCain the last 8 years, and I have heard many conservative Christians slam Obama over the past couple years.  So why do we do that?  What gives us the right to slander others?  Now, God definitely wants us to be involved in politics and stand up for truth and morality.  We should use our voice of freedom to support legislation and policies that please God.  If God’s people sit back and say nothing, then those who are using their voice will get done what they want to see happen.  However, the way in which we use that voice should also reflect the love that God has for ALL people, including those who disagree with us in the political arena.  That’s where the line between standing up for truth and slandering others gets crossed.  What message am I sending to unbelievers through the way I talk about the politician I don’t support?  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Christians love everyone as long as they think like them and act like them?&lt;/span&gt;  Here’s an example: Most of you know that I am somewhat of a gun fanatic, which may be putting it mildly.  The current administration doesn’t exactly agree with me on gun legislation.  One thing I have to remind myself of is that even though I don’t support much or any of the gun legislation that is supported by the administration, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God loves each and every one of those politicians.&lt;/span&gt;  How am I conveying that message by the way I speak about them?  I don’t want to get all philosophical on you and say, “What Would Jesus Do?”  But, what would He want us to do?  Do you know that slander is the same as the ninth commandment, “You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor?”  How often do we bear false witness against a politician?  How often do we do it to our actual neighbor?  I am guilty of that quite often.  What would the world be like if God didn’t have agape love for us?  How would it be if His love was based on his emotions?  How long would have people existed?  I am pretty sure that once the forbidden fruit was eaten in the garden, the earth would have opened up and swallowed Adam and Eve.  So how about we think about what we are going to say about someone before the evil malicious words come out of our mouths.  Let’s think using agape love, love that is not based off of our emotions, but based of off who we are as a new creation in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-9034117440119889190?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/9034117440119889190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-those-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/9034117440119889190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/9034117440119889190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-those-who.html' title='Love Those Who . . .'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4642268804733961604</id><published>2009-08-06T14:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:07:56.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis of Belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Snsp-tFzyTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lkrEDpVsDGc/s1600-h/teen+belief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Snsp-tFzyTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lkrEDpVsDGc/s200/teen+belief.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366929538174667058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article written by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Josh McDowell&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Christian Counseling Today&lt;/span&gt; magazine recently.  In the article it talked about how what teens that are active in the church and grow up in Christian homes believe.  Many teens that are involved in youth groups, Sunday School, and other areas in church have very distorted beliefs about Christianity.  Not just different denominational beliefs, but distorted beliefs about the Bible and God, the core issues.  McDowell used research from the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barna Group&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Third Millennium Teens,”&lt;/span&gt; and shows some of the findings of the research in three different areas: God, Truth, and Reality.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first area is God.  This comes from an actual youth group from a Bible Church in Illinois.  What do kids think about God?  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“God is like my grandfather, He is there, but I never see Him”.  “God is an evil being who wants to punish me all the time.”  Someone else said, “I think you are all right, because that is what you really believe.”  &lt;/span&gt;All the youth agreed that God is whatever works for you.  &lt;br /&gt;Some more information about the Third Millennium Teens study: &lt;br /&gt;80% of teens surveyed believe that God created the universe.  84% said that God is personally involved in people’s lives.  Yet, 63% believe that Muslims, Buddhists, Christians, Jews, and all other people pray to the same god.  87% believe that Jesus was a real person who came to earth.  78% believe He was born to a virgin.  However, 46% believed that He committed sins.  51% said He died and did NOT rise from the dead.  48% said that it doesn’t matter what religious faith you associate with, they all have the same principles and truth.  58% said that all religious faiths teach equally valid truths. &lt;br /&gt;This study clearly shows that nearly 2/3 of Christian teens say there is no way to tell which religion is true.  Their view of God is so distorted that they are not convinced that the Jesus of the Bible is the way, the truth, and the life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second area is Truth.  I have heard kids say this in our youth group all the time, in fact I think every single youth has said this.  When I ask someone what a verse means, almost all the time, they will respond with “What this verse means to me is . . .”  What does that mean?  Well, it means that they are looking not into the text, but into themselves for answers.  Now, I realize that probably most of the time, they mean something like “I think it means…” and are simply wrestling with what the text is truly saying.  But, how far do you go with that statement?  If I ask a kid about drinking under the age, they may say, “Well, I think it is wrong for me to drink under age.”  Ask about something even more Biblically based, like premarital sex.  “Well, it is wrong for me to have sex before marriage, because I think it is against the Bible.”  Okay, umm, what about Joe down the street?  Is it wrong for him?  What does this mean as a whole?  Why are kids saying these “. . . wrong for me” and “it means to me . . .” phrases?  Teens have been conditioned to believe that truth is not true until they choose to believe it.  This explains why 81% of teens claim that all truth is relative to the individual and his/her circumstances.  Andy Crouch says, “The historical truths of a biblical book is not the burning issue, but rather how the Scripture speaks to their situation.”  So in other words, the fact of whether or not the Bible is legit isn’t the argument for teens, it is how it lines up with their situations and circumstances.  They will use parts of this passage and parts of another to make a big pile of various Scriptures that they think fit them at that point in their lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third area is Reality.  72% of teens believe that you can tell if something is morally or ethically right for you by whether or not it works in your life.  Is it okay to cheat on a test if it makes you get into the college you want to get into?  Is it okay to steal something if it makes your life easier?  Is it okay to lie to a friend to avoid an argument?  Many kids think that if it works right now, then yes, it would be right.  That attitude doesn’t work in life, there are consequences to every thing that we do.  God’s absolute ways are what works.  His ways protect us and give us blessings.  If you don’t follow God’s ways for this or that, there will be consequences and it will lead you down the wrong path, a path towards destruction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we as Bible believing Christians with a Biblical worldview help teens who have these beliefs?  How do we share with them that truth is not relative, but rather absolute?  How can we as a church help them?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Crisis of Belief: What Teens Believe, by Josh D. McDowell, Christian Counseling Today  Vol. 16, No. 3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barna Research Group, “Third Millenium Teens”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-4642268804733961604?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4642268804733961604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/08/crisis-of-belief.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4642268804733961604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4642268804733961604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/08/crisis-of-belief.html' title='Crisis of Belief'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Snsp-tFzyTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lkrEDpVsDGc/s72-c/teen+belief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8228238734310379296</id><published>2009-07-28T13:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:54:17.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do I Think?</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of you who participated in this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Culture Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I enjoyed reading your responses and I see that a lot of you see the need to engage culture in some way, while others of you feel that it isn’t necessary or even permissible.  One thing I need to clarify is that culture is so much more than the evils of the world.  I would venture to say that all the sinful and evil things a particular group of people do would maybe amount to one quarter of their actual culture.  Food, drink, roads, cars, transit systems, architecture, language, clothes, music, movies, television, colors, texture, and even toilet paper are part of culture.  I don’t believe we can say that culture is only the bad clothes, the bad music, the bad movies, the bad television shows, etc.  If we limit culture to the bad and evil, then we enforce in a lot of non-Christian’s heads that Christians can be rude and seem holier than thou.  This is a stereotype that we need to shatter with love and compassion for those in the culture who our lost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, we all engage culture at some level.  There isn’t a person in the world that has never engaged culture.  We speak a certain language - that is culture.  You eat certain foods - that is culture.  You wear a certain type of shoes - that is culture.  So we all engage culture in some aspect, but do we engage the culture when it counts for the Lord?  You wouldn’t send your (hypothetical) Jr. High boy to the Philippines for a year long mission trip.  At least I hope you wouldn’t.  You also wouldn’t or at least shouldn’t keep that same boy, who is now out of college and studied on missions and the Philippine culture, from going there.  He is now prepared and ready to go.  Just as Rocky put it in his comment, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“While I might venture into a crack house to evangelize someone there (and of course not participate in the evil), I certainly wouldn't send my innocent pre-teen daughter to the same place. That same daughter though, after growing up and (maybe) becoming a, oh doctor say, I might encourage to do the same if so led by the Holy Spirit.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  So we have to discern if engaging a certain part of culture is something the Spirit is leading us to do, and if it is, then we do it.  Because each person is different on spiritual maturity, each of us is going to have different degrees of engagement to the culture.  But if we don’t engage past the talk, food and shoes, we will be missing out on opportunities that God has put before us.  Remember what the Apostle Paul told us in 1 Corinthians 9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;19 “For though I am free from all, I have made myself a servant to all, that I might win more of them. 20 To the Jews I became as a Jew, in order to win Jews. To those under the law I became as one under the law (though not being myself under the law) that I might win those under the law. 21 To those outside the law I became as one outside the law (not being outside the law of God but under the law of Christ) that I might win those outside the law. 22 To the weak I became weak, that I might win the weak. I have become all things to all people, that by all means I might save some. 23 I do it all for the sake of the gospel, that I may share with them in its blessings.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul’s goal was to save those who were lost, which should be our goal as well.  If we don’t associate ourselves with the lost at some level, we will never be able to save them (of course, it is God who does the saving, not us, but I am using Paul’s words).  Even though Paul is more mature than us in his faith, that doesn’t give us an excuse to not become something to someone so we can at least share the Gospel with them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think about this.  I would still like to see your insight, which I appreciate so much as I seek to minister to the youth in this generation as God would lead me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-8228238734310379296?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8228238734310379296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do-i-think.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8228238734310379296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8228238734310379296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do-i-think.html' title='What Do I Think?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4795064343431188618</id><published>2009-07-22T14:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:53:23.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist Of The Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Matthew West&lt;br /&gt;Album: Something To Say&lt;br /&gt;Song: Safe &amp; Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Smdt8U-H6xI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WhIhV9MQ__U/s1600-h/Matthew+West.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Smdt8U-H6xI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WhIhV9MQ__U/s400/Matthew+West.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374764596718354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have had Matthew West on here as Artist of the Week and I try really hard to not have someone on here more than once.  But, here is the exception.  He wrote a song to his little girl, a lullaby, Safe &amp; Sound.  This song really touched me when I heard it the first time, it is something I want to memorize and sing to Asher as I put him to bed.  The lyrics of the song really define how I want to raise up Asher, to come to realize what Christ did for him on the cross.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely gets 5 out of 5 dundies on all aspects.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back, click on Artist of the Week and watch the video on youtube.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Can’t believe you’re here now&lt;br /&gt;Tiny dream come true&lt;br /&gt;The answer to a prayer now&lt;br /&gt;I’m so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t wait to meet you&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like your name&lt;br /&gt;I get the funny feeling&lt;br /&gt;Life will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;You’re here with me now&lt;br /&gt;Like I hoped you’d be&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound &lt;br /&gt;You’re here with me now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s all I’ll ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world’s a scary place here&lt;br /&gt;But baby it’s alright&lt;br /&gt;I’ll make sure the coast is clear&lt;br /&gt;So you can just sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;But if you’re afraid of monsters&lt;br /&gt;Like everybody is&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you&lt;br /&gt;Closer than a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound &lt;br /&gt;I’m here with you now&lt;br /&gt;And you will always be&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound &lt;br /&gt;I’m here with you now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s all you’ll ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’m gonna teach you&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we pray&lt;br /&gt;So that heaven’s love may reach you&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;So, baby close your eyes now&lt;br /&gt;And say a prayer with me&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I lay me down to sleep now&lt;br /&gt;But I know I will be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;You’re here with us now&lt;br /&gt;And we will always be&lt;br /&gt;Safe and sound You’re here with us now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s all we’ll ever, all we’ll ever need&lt;br /&gt;You’re all we’ll ever need&lt;br /&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/2893350548808281945-4795064343431188618?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEGDLJinzDE' title='Artist Of The Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4795064343431188618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4795064343431188618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4795064343431188618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist Of The Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Smdt8U-H6xI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WhIhV9MQ__U/s72-c/Matthew+West.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8213199101791914631</id><published>2009-07-22T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:59:25.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new tribes mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>The Culture Question</title><content type='html'>It has been a long while since I last wrote anything on here.  I have been busy with youth group activities such as a mission trip to Utah and to church camp in Missouri.  So now, my relaxing summer can officially start!  In about a month, all church activities start back up, so I better make the most of it.  I have a bunch of church work to do, but I have something I have wanted to ask all of you, so please respond by commenting on this article or commenting on facebook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At camp we had a speaker, a great speaker.  I heard him a couple of years ago and it was very encouraging.  This year, he did a great job as well.  But I have one question, an issue I would like your input on.  Before I go into the question, I want to tell you about the missionary speaker they had there as well.  He is with New Tribes Mission and is going to go to the Philippines as a missionary.  The NTM policy and practices make it where you study the culture of the people who are you going to for a number of years, up to 3 or 4 years, before you bring up the issue of Christ and His saving grace.  You go to their culture, study it, talk like them, dress like them at times, and participate in activities with them so you can better understand how to witness to them.  This builds a strong relationship with them.  They will more likely listen to someone who has spent the time to build that relationship with them.  &lt;br /&gt;Now I totally agree with the philosophy of NTM.  They have learned from mistakes of people in the past who have tried without success to witness to the tribal peoples of the world.  I think that what they do is important and imperative.  If you don’t study them, you won’t make it, and you won’t be able to effectively fulfill the great commission.  &lt;br /&gt;This brings me back to the speaker at camp.  He urged us to not listen to the music of the world, not wear the clothes of the world, and not get drawn into the culture of the world.  This is where my issue has come up.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If the missionary going to the Philippines spends time in the culture to better evangelize to them, why can’t we here in the U.S.?  Should we use the music and the clothes of this culture to study them so we can better reach them with the saving grace of Christ?  Do we use things of this culture, go into the culture, and get drenched in culture to reach those who are lost in the culture?  What do you think the Bible has to say about that?  What do you think God thinks about this? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-8213199101791914631?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8213199101791914631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/culture-question.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8213199101791914631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8213199101791914631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/07/culture-question.html' title='The Culture Question'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7562053310393220806</id><published>2009-06-15T18:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:36:46.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>unChristian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sjbak7ulrZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A7X2JbJSoMs/s1600-h/unchristian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sjbak7ulrZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A7X2JbJSoMs/s400/unchristian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347701935592287634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever find yourself thinking that things are just different than they were 10 years ago?  The world is constantly changing, not just the physical earth, but the culture we live in.  I can remember it was only 7 years ago I got my first cell phone.  I was fresh out of college and I actually needed one.  Now, if you don’t get a cell phone by your freshman year in High School, you are behind the times.  When I was in college, the cool thing to do was IM on ICQ.  We thought that life was great, especially when you are ICQing the person in the room next to yours.  We always thought that was fun, although we usually felt stupid and stopped because we were only 15 feet away.  Nowadays, kids sit on the same couch and text each other.  You can whisper to them and they would hear you.  This is normal for the teens and tweens of today.  Facebook and MySpace are the normal ways of letting others knowing what you are doing.  And if that wasn’t enough, we now have Twitter so we can instantly know what the people we are following are doing.  We can constantly be in “the in” on what others are doing.  Gone are the days of just wondering what your friends are doing and waiting till Friday to talk to them again.  Culture has changed so much in the past 10 years, and it has changed immensely in the last 20 years.  What is it going to be like in 10 more years?  What am I as a Christian supposed to do in this ever changing culture?  I know that we can’t change the Gospel.  It HAS to stay the same; it is unchanging and has surpassed many cultural changes.  It will stay strong regardless, so what do we do?  Just stand back and leave it?  That would go against Jesus’ last words to His disciples.  We are to go and make disciples.  So how do you make disciples in an ever-changing land?  In a land where “God” has become “god” and we elevate people to that position fairly often?  The norm many years ago was that Christians would go to church and if they felt a calling to do something for God, they would begin a Vocational ministry.  Vocation referred to doing God’s work.  Go into the ministry.  That is how you would make a difference.  Now, in a culture where people don’t want to go to church because Christians are so unChristian, what do we do?  I think that Vocation can be a slap in the face of many Christians.  The notion that people who are in the ministry are somehow above the school teacher who shows their students to love of God or the Wal-Mart cashier who puts a little bit of Christ’s love in each of the sacks for the customers, is absurd.  There are people in the “non-vocational” area of work that lead more people to Christ and disciple more people than many pastors out there.  There are kids in the public school system that evangelize and lead more students to Christ than many youth pastors.  You can’t tell me that they are not doing the work of God, not going into Christian service.  That IS Christian service.  The thought of Vocation needs some improvement, that form doesn’t work like it used to.  Even John Newton knew that.  He told William Wilberforce to not go into the ministry, but do the work of God in British parliament.  The ever changing culture needs Christians willing to put on their name plate at their bank, to put on their apron at the restaurant, to put on their uniform and pick up the mop bucket at the public school.  In a society where people who are aged 16-29 think that Christians are unChristian, we need to go into the unChristian areas to proclaim the Gospel.  Don’t expect them to come to the church.  God didn’t expect us to come to Him.  He sent His Son to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7562053310393220806?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7562053310393220806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/06/unchristian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7562053310393220806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7562053310393220806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/06/unchristian.html' title='unChristian'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sjbak7ulrZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A7X2JbJSoMs/s72-c/unchristian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7974740182594169432</id><published>2009-06-13T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:24:04.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiners</title><content type='html'>I have only had two black eyes in my life that I can remember.  The first one happened when I was in Jr. High.  My brother and I were wrestling around (my parents liked this form of entertainment).  Who wouldn’t like to watch two bumbling idiots wrestle around?  The rule was, when punches started flying, it would end.  Well, a punch flew, my brother popped me in the face, and I got a black eye.  But I got the last laugh.  My brother fractured his hand on my head.  So I guess I won!  Then the second black eye came last week.  We were at a boys retreat playing watermelon rugby.  Need I say more?  Well, I guess I should.  My teammate thought it would be fun to fling someone around to tackle them.  Fine and dandy, it is fun to see teenage boys be flung around like rag dolls.  Well, the flinging stopped suddenly.  I guess I should say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; stopped it.  His shoulder was flung into my face.  This kid is like 7 feet tall and weighs like 120 pounds.  (I am exaggerating a bit), His bony shoulder did a number on my face.  &lt;br /&gt;It is kind of weird walking around church and around town where people know you are a youth pastor and seeing that you have a black eye.  They last a lot longer than I remembered and get uglier as time goes on.  But you know what?  A black eye is a small price to pay to have a fun game of watermelon rugby.  We had a lot of good memories at this boys retreat.  We learned that computer monitors, although they are made of really thick glass, are no match for a bullet.  We also learned that you can start a fire with a .22 and an exploding target.  We doused the wood with lighter fluid, stuck on the target, and shot it.  Another thing we learned is that paintball guns don’t always work.  The one time you want them to work is when you are ambushing unsuspecting teenagers.  We learned that CO2 powered airsoft guns hurt a lot worse than the regular spring ones.  We also found a good way to use up old panty hose:  Put a cup of flour in them and start hitting people with it.  Ultimately we learned how to be Warriors for Christ, to know our enemy and to defend ourselves from him.  It made for a lot of good memories, and well, the black eye I can always blame on my wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7974740182594169432?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7974740182594169432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/06/shiners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7974740182594169432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7974740182594169432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/06/shiners.html' title='Shiners'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7317897249520716279</id><published>2009-05-21T19:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:05:27.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShXsPHg_DAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pimihQN6K7Q/s1600-h/Delorean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShXsPHg_DAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pimihQN6K7Q/s400/Delorean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338432677777181698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel back in time with me a bit, back to the Garden of Eden.  The fall of man, after the fall, God curses the serpent, and the woman and the man.  He says in Genesis 3:17 God curses the ground, the earth.  Not only are we cursed, but the earth is cursed as well.  Then lets fast forward to an unknown time, Revelation 22 talks about the new Jerusalem.  So we have two choices, look back to the garden and try to restore the order, to undo the curse, or we can look forward to the city and hope for what is to come.  I think a lot of times as Christians we tend to look back to the garden, to try to fix the curse, but we can’t fix it.  We are cursed, we are bad, we are evil people, we can’t do anything about it.  The only thing that can help us is Jesus Christ.  He helps us overcome the curse.  He turns our heads to look toward the new city.  So on this journey, press on towards the hope that we have to come, a new heaven and a new earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7317897249520716279?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7317897249520716279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-travel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7317897249520716279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7317897249520716279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-travel.html' title='Time Travel'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShXsPHg_DAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pimihQN6K7Q/s72-c/Delorean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8983734834225207419</id><published>2009-05-20T12:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:22:23.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac Powell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chorus of the Saints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Third Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShRB-VBrWiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O_Hsy_JoXcA/s1600-h/revive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShRB-VBrWiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O_Hsy_JoXcA/s400/revive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337963997392755234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most favorite bands of all time is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt;.  I have seen them in concert 5 times, and they are simply amazing.  Mac Powell has a magnificent voice that is very distinct.  You know that a band that is that big and has been around for as long as they have is real.  They are in it for the right reasons.  God has given all of them amazing talents.  One of the coolest things that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt; and especially Mac Powell does is help start up bands into the Christian music realm with his production company.  One of the bands he helped get into the Christian music industry is this week's artist of the week.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Revive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes out of Australia and they rock.  Their newest album titled Chorus of the Saints is a hit in the US.  Mac Powell produced this album for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Revive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I could write the story of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Revive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and make you read it on your computer, but instead I will let you watch the story, so &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_gSq5-V5hE4"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to watch the story of Revive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Revive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 4 out of 5 dundies on lyrical content.  I give them 4 out of 5 dundies on musical style and talent.  They have a great style of worship music.  They are very talented musicians as well, and I am looking forward to more albums from them as they continue to use the talents that the Lord has given them.  Here are the lyrics of this weeks song, You Know.  This song also features Mac Powell.  The Australian accent of lead singer Dave Hanbury and Mac’s voice really blend well for a great song.  Click on Artist of the Week to hear the song on YouTube.  &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have so many dreams for my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm going this way and that&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending so much time worrying&lt;br /&gt;About how it's all turning out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But You know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;And You know where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You see all my plans for what they are&lt;br /&gt;I lay them all down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep the sparrow flying in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Why do I question You&lt;br /&gt;The flowers of the field are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child in the arms of my Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;And You know where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You see all my plans for what they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times You've held me near&lt;br /&gt;And brought me through the storm&lt;br /&gt;And You never made me do it on my own&lt;br /&gt;Through broken hearts and broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;My hope in You is strong&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing in my life You haven't known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;And You know where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You see all my plans for what they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You know &lt;br /&gt;And You know &lt;br /&gt;'Cause You see all my plans for what they are&lt;br /&gt;I lay them all down&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/2893350548808281945-8983734834225207419?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-bKNRYUSQs' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8983734834225207419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8983734834225207419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8983734834225207419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week_20.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShRB-VBrWiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O_Hsy_JoXcA/s72-c/revive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4158507218120757921</id><published>2009-05-19T14:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:19:08.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timothy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody bible institute'/><title type='text'>Loud and Clear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShMD_j4RSuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/W-SK9uTUUJk/s1600-h/megaphone.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShMD_j4RSuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/W-SK9uTUUJk/s400/megaphone.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337614373862066914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?  What is there to do when you are surrounded by people who don’t want anything to do with the true Gospel?  When the Gospel as the Bible clearly shows us is called old fashioned or is out of context because our culture is so “different”, what do you do?  Well, you do what the Bible tells you.  Paul solemnly charges Timothy to preach the Word in 2 Timothy chapter 4.  So when people around you are saying that the message of the Gospel isn’t about Christ dying on the cross but about Jesus loving those around Him, you preach the Word.  Here at Moody Pastors’ Conference, Michael Easley preached on this last night.  He said that the Greek word is where we get the word herald.  We need to herald the message, and that means say it LOUD and CLEAR!  That is the key, the most important thing.  Loudly proclaim the message of the Gospel to a destructive generation.  Paul also tells Timothy to reprove, rebuke, and exhort those who are destructive.  So let them have it!  But wait, Paul says do it with patience.  That means preach the message loud and clear, but not by condemning and damning people.  We are on the verge of having a destructive generation that will throw away the Word of God for a feel good message.  So our charge is to preach the Word loud and clear.  It is simple, so do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-4158507218120757921?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4158507218120757921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/loud-and-clear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4158507218120757921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4158507218120757921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/loud-and-clear.html' title='Loud and Clear'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShMD_j4RSuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/W-SK9uTUUJk/s72-c/megaphone.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7173594939846042494</id><published>2009-05-18T14:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:43:14.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bushnell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refocus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody bible institute'/><title type='text'>reFOCUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShG1yoHNKSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YGObrWb0TX0/s1600-h/Binoculars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShG1yoHNKSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YGObrWb0TX0/s400/Binoculars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337246914776475938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been hunting and look down your rifle into the scope or maybe glass the countryside with your nocs and you find that they aren’t focused right?  I know I have.  What is even worse is when you are looking through your nocs and they start to fog up.  That has happened quite often with me, especially on cool mornings after I have walked a good distance.  Another thing that bugs me is that my dad has this scope, a long range target scope with a tiny dot in the middle and really fine cross hairs.  The scope must be faulty, because I can’t see the reticle at all.  However, everyone else can see it fine, just not me, so, *sigh*, perhaps the fault lies not within the scope.  &lt;br /&gt;This morning I flew into Chicago with 3 other pastors in our area.  We are attending Moody Bible Institute's Pastors Conference.  The theme for this year is refocus.  There are a lot of times in my life that I need to refocus my eyes to see where I am heading.  When God is directing me I see clearly, but when I turn away a bit it gets a little fuzzy.  At that moment I don’t know which way to go and it is so hard to tell.  Usually I go the wrong way and the farther I go, the more I realize that I need to refocus my life.  All it takes is a turn of a knob to focus a scope or binoculars.  In our spiritual lives, it takes a flip of a page.  Open up God’s Word to see what He has to say to us.  It also takes some bending of our knees.  Bow down before the Almighty Creator of the Universe and ask Him to guide you back on track.  With the flip of a page and bending of our knees, we can refocus and will be able to see clearly again.  My hope is that this week I will be able to truly refocus and see what God has in store for me, my family, and my ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7173594939846042494?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7173594939846042494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/refocus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7173594939846042494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7173594939846042494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/refocus.html' title='reFOCUS'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/ShG1yoHNKSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YGObrWb0TX0/s72-c/Binoculars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-6705489305054002518</id><published>2009-05-15T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:29:03.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish - Part 5</title><content type='html'>Garbage, trash, refuse, waste, or rubbish, we all have them in our lives.  Some of the things are absolutely despicable, while others are normal and may seem appropriate.  I am going to go through the list that Paul provides for us in Philippians 3:4-7 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[T]hough I myself have reason for confidence in the flesh also. If anyone else thinks he has reason for confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eighth day, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; as to the law, a Pharisee; as to zeal, a persecutor of the church; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;as to righteousness under the law, blameless&lt;/span&gt;. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blameless&lt;/span&gt; – Paul considered himself righteous when it came to the law.  There was no room for blame because he was righteous.  But to whose standard?  It is obvious that it was to his standards or the standard of the Pharisees.  Paul was not righteous as Abraham was.  Abraham was counted as righteous because of his faith.  Paul counted himself righteous because of his works.  Now, there are two areas we can find ourselves doing the same thing.  One is thinking that good works can help you get to heaven.  The other is thinking that doing good works keeps you in God’s favor.  Let’s start with the first one.  Works do not get you into heaven.  If they did, then there would have been no need for Christ to die on the cross.  Putting your trust in Christ as your Savior is what gets you to heaven.  A person can do good works as Paul did before his conversion and not make it to heaven.  Paul put his trust in Christ and he is now in heaven.  Now this brings us to the second one.  Since we are talking about Paul, let’s use him as a hypothetical.  Let’s suppose that Paul trusted in Christ as his Savior and left it at that.  Would he be in Heaven?  Yes.  Even if he never did a good work in his life?  Yes.  How?  Well, we could ask the same question about the thief on the cross.  He put his faith in Christ right before his death.  What good things could he do?  He was stuck on a cross.  However, Jesus told him he would be in paradise that day.  If you don’t believe that putting your trust in Christ alone is what gets you to heaven, then that makes Jesus a liar.  The thief would have never gone to paradise.  So what is the purpose of works and what does James mean by “faith without works is dead”?  Well, works are valuable, and God wants us to do good works.  If we don’t we are disobeying commandments.  Paul told the jailor that all he needed to do is believe on the name of Jesus Christ and he and his family would be saved.  Now to put this in movie terms, that is the ticket to get you in the theatre.  What seat do you want?  Do you want popcorn, pop, jujubes?  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sg4kxtHt6jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tVJfc1bX5VU/s1600-h/jujubes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sg4kxtHt6jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tVJfc1bX5VU/s320/jujubes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336243044824771122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The works you do determine that.  Works put jewels in your crown and Paul makes it clear that all our works will be tested and if you don’t have any, you will escape as though through fire (1 Cor. 3:10-15).  So Paul considered the works he did before his conversion as rubbish, because they were for the wrong reasons.  They were for selfish, prideful reasons.  When we serve, we need to do it with God’s intentions, with the other person’s needs and desires at heart.  Don’t hold the door open so you can hear the thank you.  Don’t get mad at someone because they didn’t thank you.  If you do, then you are doing it for the wrong reason.  Let us do works for the right reason, not for legalistic or selfish reasons.  Obey the commandments of God because of your love and reverence for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-6705489305054002518?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/6705489305054002518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6705489305054002518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6705489305054002518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-5.html' title='Rubbish - Part 5'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sg4kxtHt6jI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tVJfc1bX5VU/s72-c/jujubes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-3127553338539262902</id><published>2009-05-14T15:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:37:58.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubbish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pharisee'/><title type='text'>Rubbish - Part 4</title><content type='html'>Garbage, trash, refuse, waste, or rubbish, we all have them in our lives.  Some of the things are absolutely despicable, while others are normal and may seem appropriate.  I am going to go through the list that Paul provides for us in Philippians 3:4-7 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[T]hough I myself have reason for confidence in the flesh also. If anyone else thinks he has reason for confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eighth day, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;as to the law, a Pharisee; as to zeal, a persecutor of the church;&lt;/span&gt; as to righteousness under the law, blameless. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To the law and to zeal&lt;/span&gt; – Paul was a Pharisee who studied under Gamiliel, one of the most well known and respected Pharisees of the day.  Paul was good at what he did, he was there when Stephen was stoned.  His name was Saul at that time (remember, Jesus changed his name to Paul on the road to Damascus).  To understand a little better of who Saul was, we should look at what a Pharisee is and when they came into existence.  Scholars believe that the Pharisees came into existence somewhere around 400-300 BC.  The purpose of the Pharisees was to help the people of Israel, the remnant that was left, to draw closer to the heart of God.  They wanted people to know the law and to live righteously as God commanded them to.  They started out with good intentions, stuck to the Torah, and things looked good for them.  As time went on, the Pharisees thought that there were some areas of life that needed a little extra conviction.  Areas where the law wasn’t too clear on.  So they started to add to the law.  Now, during the day of Jesus, the Pharisees were quite corrupt and had added hundreds of things to do and not to do on the list.  A lot of these things they added they did so to make themselves look better.  Not to God, but to others.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgyA7abAD8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8L8WyhVggKA/s1600-h/pharisee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgyA7abAD8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8L8WyhVggKA/s320/pharisee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335781416720404418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is where I want to come in and talk about how we can apply this to our lives.  The Pharisees started with not just good intentions, but godly intentions.  They wanted to help the people of Israel to live by the shema&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; (Deut. 6:4-9)&lt;/span&gt;.  But as time went on, the Pharisees got in the way of themselves.  Do we ever do that?  Do we start with good intentions and find out later that we tripped over ourselves many times along the way?  I know I do, and most likely if you don’t think you do, you are in denial.  It is hard to help others in their relationship with God without making reference to some of your disciplines or convictions.  And it isn’t wrong to do that necessarily, but it becomes wrong when you show them or tell them about what you do to make yourself feel good and puff yourself up a bit.  The key is to do it with humility.  Every time I hear the word “humble”, I think back to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Numbers 12:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  The book of Numbers was written by Moses, and that passage refers to Moses as the most humble man on earth.  Is it a contradiction?  No, it is the inspired word of God.  Moses was so humble that when God told him he was the most humble, he still was humble, he never got puffed up.  My goal is to be like that, to not have an ego, to let my pride go and truly come before Christ in a humble manner.  That is what Paul wanted as well.  Paul was well known in the Pharisaic realm.  But when Christ met him on the road to Damascus, Paul was humbled.  Do you ever feel like you get knocked off you donkey when your pride level is a little to high?  It hurts, doesn’t it?  But it causes you to look around and see where you have gone wrong and which way you need to go.  Paul considered his Jewish stature as loss for the sake of Christ.  Let us do the same to our stature that hinders us from coming before God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-3127553338539262902?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/3127553338539262902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3127553338539262902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3127553338539262902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-4.html' title='Rubbish - Part 4'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgyA7abAD8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8L8WyhVggKA/s72-c/pharisee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-3796849498672374462</id><published>2009-05-13T09:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:07:10.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrT9MqCtVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RtY0YC2Ynjo/s1600-h/NewWorldSon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrT9MqCtVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RtY0YC2Ynjo/s400/NewWorldSon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335309756896818514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist - NewWorldSon&lt;br /&gt;Album - Salvation Station&lt;br /&gt;Song - Salvation Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is something that can make you move in mainly two different ways.  You can move to the beat and do a little headbob and tap your feet, or you can move, and I mean really MOVE.  You find yourself dancing all over the place and using every extremity to move with the beat.  Every now and then there comes a band that will take over every muscle in your body and make you move and truly get jiggy with it.  This week’s spotlight is on a band that makes you move, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NewWorldSon&lt;/span&gt;.  Their style of music is soul music, and if soul music can’t get you moving, then something is wrong with you.  These four guys are talented musicians, and you know that they are going to be good just by looking at them.  Anytime a bassist uses an upright, you know that there is going to be some good rhythm to the music.  Their song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=003ZMB4bBOs "&gt;Workin’ Man&lt;/a&gt; is a fun upbeat song that makes you want to get up and dance.  The song that I am focusing on is called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salvation Station&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is what lead singer Joel Parisien has to say about the song, "This is my response to Curtis Mayfield’s lyric: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;‘People get ready, there’s a train comin’. You don’t need no baggage, you just get on board.’ I thought, well, if I don’t need any baggage, then you don’t even need to slow down, I’ll just hop on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you click on artist of the week, you will find a video of this song. Now, I will tell you in advance that the video is about 10 minutes long, and they spend half the time jamming away and are accompanied by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chops Horns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(famous horn section accompaniment for Alicia Keyes, The Police, Funkadelics, and the Rolling Stones)&lt;/span&gt;.  Somewhere in the video between 6 and 7 minutes Joel starts jamming on a kazoo, and it sounds good.  So you know he is talented.  I give these guys 5 out of 5 dundies on lyrical content.  They don’t have much variation, but when you take the style of music into consideration, they do a wonderful job lyrically.  I give them 6 out of 5 dundies on musical style and talent.  Like I said before, these guys are extremely talented and they just make me want to dance like a fool.  &lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics, and please check out the video.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There’s a train leaving from Calvary and it’s goin’ to salvation station&lt;br /&gt;There’s a train leaving from Calvary and it’s goin’ to salvation station &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna jump that train I’m gonna jump that train&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna jump that train oh Lordy I&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna jump that train I’m gonna jump that train&lt;br /&gt;And we gonna reach salvation station in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave sin city leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz where we goin’ they don’t take that kind&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave sin city leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz where we goin’ they don’t take that kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear that whistle blowin’ &lt;br /&gt;And can you see that black coal smoke?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear that ole whistle blowin’&lt;br /&gt;Salvation station, that’s where we goin’&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/2893350548808281945-3796849498672374462?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqmZNzWnYCY' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/3796849498672374462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3796849498672374462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3796849498672374462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week_13.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrT9MqCtVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RtY0YC2Ynjo/s72-c/NewWorldSon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-5190176928507634554</id><published>2009-05-13T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:58:05.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish - Part 3</title><content type='html'>Garbage, trash, refuse, waste, or rubbish, we all have them in our lives.  Some of the things are absolutely despicable, while others are normal and may seem appropriate.  I am going to go through the list that Paul provides for us in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Philippians 3:4-7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[T]hough I myself have reason for confidence in the flesh also. If anyone else thinks he has reason for confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eighth day, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews;&lt;/span&gt; as to the law, a Pharisee; as to zeal, a persecutor of the church; as to righteousness under the law, blameless. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tribe of Benjamin&lt;/span&gt; – Benjamin was one of the sons of Jacob, aka Israel.  The importance of being from the tribe of Benjamin is that Benjamin and Joseph were Jacob’s favorite sons (they were born to Rachel, Jacob’s favorite wife).  Israel’s first king came from the tribe of Benjamin.  Also, the tribe of Benjamin remained faithful to King David during the rebellion of Absalom.  The reason Paul includes this in his list is that the Jewish audience would understand that Paul came from a Hebrew family, and as we found out yesterday, was circumcised as the Hebrew ritual would call for.  Paul had reason to boast in who he was and where he came from.  &lt;br /&gt;So the question I have for you today is: Do you boast in your father’s name or in your Heavenly Father’s name?  I am very proud of my name.  Back in the town I grew up in, I was known by Rex’s son or Jack’s grandson.  The reputation of my dad and grandpa gave me an in.  People respected them, so they were going to respect me.  My parents raised me, and the influences of grandparents on both sides have had a great effect on who I am today.  But the one greatest thing that makes me who I am today is Christ.  I strive to find my identity in Christ and Christ alone.  As I stated yesterday, I am very proud of my heritage, my parents and grandparents.  I hope that my son Asher will be that proud of me some day.  But more importantly, I hope and I pray on a daily basis that he will find his identity in Christ.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrRbkkbw8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/szxNNxgU3_g/s1600-h/family+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrRbkkbw8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/szxNNxgU3_g/s320/family+tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335306980176937922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 years ago we moved away and I took a ministry position at Rock Creek Bible Church.  Nobody here knew my dad or grandpa, my reputation was not built on them, they knew me and only me.  In a way, it was a good way to show others who I am aside from where or who I came from.  It was a blank slate.  I could use my identity in Christ to show others how He has formed me into who I am.  My heritage does play a big part in that because I know I wouldn’t be where I am today if it wasn’t for my heritage.  &lt;br /&gt;Do you identify yourself with your last name or do you take on the name of the Lord?  Your earthly name will be with you all the days of your life, but who you are in Christ will be with you for eternity.  Someone will write your name on your tombstone which will erode and someday be gone.  But if you identify yourself in Christ, God will write your name in the Lamb’s book of life, which never erodes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-5190176928507634554?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/5190176928507634554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5190176928507634554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5190176928507634554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-3.html' title='Rubbish - Part 3'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgrRbkkbw8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/szxNNxgU3_g/s72-c/family+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-2161279130834480201</id><published>2009-05-12T08:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:01:38.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubbish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garbage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circumcision'/><title type='text'>Rubbish - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Garbage, trash, refuse, waste, or rubbish, we all have them in our lives.  Some of the things are absolutely despicable, while others are normal and may seem appropriate.  I am going to go through the list that Paul provides for us in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Philippians 3:4-7&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[T]hough I myself have reason for confidence in the flesh also. If anyone else thinks he has reason for confidence in the flesh, I have more: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;circumcised on the eighth day&lt;/span&gt;, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; as to the law, a Pharisee; as to zeal, a persecutor of the church; as to righteousness under the law, blameless. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Circumcised&lt;/span&gt; – I will not go into the details of what circumcision is, but the main thrust of it was that it was a sign of a covenant between Abraham and God.  A covenant that Paul explains in Romans when Abraham was set apart as righteous because of his faith, not because of his circumcision.  The circumcision was an outward symbol of his faith.  From then on, God commanded His people to be circumcised so that they would be set apart for Him.  Over a period of many, many years, the reasons people got circumcised became more about themselves instead of because of who God is and what He did for them.  It became a meaningless ritual for some, while others still kept doing it as an outward symbol of their faith.  &lt;br /&gt;Here are some passages where Paul tells us that the importance of cirumcision is not the outward physical action, but what is on the inside that counts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Romans 2:28-29&lt;/span&gt; - that circumcision should not be phyiscal, but rather a condition of your heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 Corithians 7:18-19&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  - that it doesn’t matter if you are circumcised or not, but keeping the commandments of God is what counts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Galatians 5:6 and 6:15&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - circumcision or uncircumcision counts for nothing, but faith working through love counts, and that we are a new creation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Colossians 3:11&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - There is no Greek, Jew, circumcised, uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave, or free; but Christ is all, and is in all.&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious that Paul doesn’t value the mere act of circumcision, but who we are in Christ.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgmAyaw0CwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YegZp6o1094/s1600-h/Cheesy+Christian+T-Shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgmAyaw0CwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YegZp6o1094/s320/Cheesy+Christian+T-Shirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334936837262936834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can ask ourselves this question: What actions do I do on the outside to “represent” my faith or the condition of my soul?  Do we do things on the outside in order to impress others or even ourselves?  Maybe for some it is baptism, an outward symbol of your faith.  But are you doing it because every 8th grader has always done it or because your parents made you?  Maybe it is praying at a table in a restaurant, trying to get others attention rather than conversing with the Almighty.  What are the reasons you do these outward acts?  To build confidence in your self or to help you know Christ Jesus in a continous way?  If it is the former, then I suggest you throw the towel in, because you will never make it.  The only way we can make it through this life is with a desire to know Christ Jesus as our Lord in a ongoing way.  We may fall, no, we &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; fall and it will hurt.  But in a strange way, that is how we know God is helping us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-2161279130834480201?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/2161279130834480201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2161279130834480201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2161279130834480201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-2.html' title='Rubbish - Part 2'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgmAyaw0CwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YegZp6o1094/s72-c/Cheesy+Christian+T-Shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1339722318786810138</id><published>2009-05-11T08:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:50:29.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SggvXWo9wTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S3m4n0d2cSQ/s1600-h/garbage+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SggvXWo9wTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S3m4n0d2cSQ/s320/garbage+can.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334565836881248562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put our trash bags in our garage until it is time to have it hauled away.  This last week, we had something that smelled a little funky in one of the trash bags.  When the smell was no longer funky, but rather very pungent,  I decide to air out the garage.  It helped, the fresh air came in and the pungent funk went out.  Trash seems to have many different yet distinct odors and it reeks of rubbish.  There is more rubbish in our lives than we think, but this trash isn’t just in trash bags and waste baskets.  Garbage can be all over our lives and we never smell it or see it.  It usually can be seen by others before us because we are too used to it being around us.  This garbage can consist of things like bad habits and sinful things we are tied up in.  But according the Apostle Paul, rubbish is not ONLY the bad things in our lives, but also good things that keep us from growing closer to Christ.  In &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=philippians%203&amp;version=47"&gt;Philippians chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;, Paul goes through a list of things that he has done to make himself the most righteous person, the most confident person.  Then after the list he says that he counts all that stuff as rubbish.  The things that Paul did to make himself confident in his flesh include being brought up in the right culture, being part of the right family, following the right rules, and executing orders in the right manner.  So, being brought up in a Christian home, in a small town where people respect me because of my name and following the proper protocol is rubbish?  It can be.  Paul tells us that he counted all those things as loss for the sake of his salvation through Christ.  He goes on and says that it is worth counting them as loss because of what he has in knowing Christ.  The word “knowing” is a present participle, meaning that this knowledge is incomplete and constant and Paul does not want to stop learning Christ.  He doesn’t want his confidence in himself to hinder his confidence in Christ.  He wants to know less of the sinful Paul and know more of the Christ.  Our Pastor asked us this Sunday if we are willing to give up our name for Christ.  I am proud of who I am, my heritage.  I am proud to say that my Anabaptist relatives came over from what is now Germany to escape religious persecution.  I am thankful that I come from a line of faithful and godly people.  But I will not dwell or boast on my religious heritage, but I will rather boast in what Christ has done for me and what He has in store for me.*  My next 4 posts will deal with the garbage list that Paul gives in Philippians 3:4-6.  I will try to give some practical applications we can use in our lives to get rid of the rubbish.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Disclaimer* Now, I want to make one thing clear, my relatives are not garbage, they are wonderful people.  But I could easily dwell on what they did and put their actions in front of what Christ did for me.  My relatives did not die for my sins; they did not defeat death on the cross.  But they did live their lives as examples of godly men and women who have put their faith in Christ and who also desired to know Christ in a continuous way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1339722318786810138?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1339722318786810138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1339722318786810138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1339722318786810138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/rubbish-part-1.html' title='Rubbish - Part 1'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SggvXWo9wTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S3m4n0d2cSQ/s72-c/garbage+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8300615463675202965</id><published>2009-05-08T08:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:47:07.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jephthah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haddon Robinson'/><title type='text'>Jephthah</title><content type='html'>For my devotions yesterday and today I read about the story of Jephthah in the book of Judges.  This story is very tragic in what happens to his only child, his daughter.  I never really paid too much attention to this story, just figuring it was one of the gruesome stories of the book of Judges.  Then two years ago almost to the day I was up in Chicago at Moody’s Pastor Conference.  I heard one of the most amazing preachers in the world, Haddon Robinson.  The passage he preached on was the story of Jephthah in Judges.  At that particular time we were going through the book of Judges in our teen Bible study at church, so I was pumped.  Where else to get better material than from one of the best expository preachers of our time?  For the duration of the 38 minutes and 10 seconds he preached it was obvious that everyone in the packed auditorium was waiting for his next word.  For those of you who don’t know the story of Jephthah, here is a quick run down:  He was born of a prostitute and kicked out of his house by his brothers because he was illegitimate.  He went to the land of Tob and led a group of scoundrels and thugs.  He was a mighty warrior and knew how to handle a sword.  Israel was in the thick of apostasy and had been worshiping idols and had been sold into the hands of Philistines and the Ammonites.  The elders of Gilead (Jephthah’s father) went to Jephthah and asked him to lead the armies of Israel to defeat the Ammonites.  He ended up leading them victoriously, but before he started, he made a vow to God, &lt;br /&gt;“If you will give the Ammonites into my hand, then whatever comes out from the doors of my house to meet me when I return in peace from the Ammonites shall be the LORD’s, and I will offer it up for a burnt offering.”  Jephthah led the Israelites to victory and on his way home, his only child, his daughter, ran out of the house to meet him.  Jephthah, who was shunned at a young age and basically raised himself in a foreign land, did not fully understand the grace of God.  He didn’t know that God did not honor human sacrifice.  He went ahead and sacrificed his daughter. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgQ3t-cSfkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dI7L8Ifa08Q/s1600-h/Jephthah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgQ3t-cSfkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dI7L8Ifa08Q/s320/Jephthah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333449121708801602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of Robinson’s sermon was that faith without theology is dangerous.  Jephthah had faith in God, but he lacked the theology, the understanding of who God is.  Did God honor Jephthah for his faith?  Did he accept the sacrifice of his daughter?  I am pretty sure he didn’t accept it as a pleasant aroma.  But if you look in Hebrews 11:32 where the writer is going through a list of the Old Testament Saints who made it to the Hall of Faith, Jephthah is mentioned.  Why?  Because he had faith.  God did not honor the sacrifice of his daughter, but He did honor Jephthah’s faith.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we learn from this story?  When we have faith in God, we need to have the theology to back that faith up.  God will still honor our faith if it is true, but it can be dangerous without theology and may have consequences on this earth.  Jephthah was basically kicked out of Israel and spent the majority of his life in Tob.  He didn’t know much about God  What he knew was that God was real and He had led Israel out of Egypt.  But he didn’t know all there was to know about God.  We have the Word of God at our hands, so we probably can’t get away with sacrificing our children.  We can’t pull the “I didn’t know” card when he have the answers in front of us.  It is like school.  When the teacher has given us the material, we are responsible for reading and memorizing it so we can take the test.  We can’t say the dog ate my homework and get away with it.  True faith in Christ will get us to Heaven, our theology and what we do with our faith decides our rewards when we get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-8300615463675202965?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8300615463675202965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/jephthah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8300615463675202965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8300615463675202965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/jephthah.html' title='Jephthah'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgQ3t-cSfkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dI7L8Ifa08Q/s72-c/Jephthah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-6141193708942820257</id><published>2009-05-07T09:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:23:22.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eugene Peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judge'/><title type='text'>Please Stand for the Honorary Judge Regier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgLuoClYqUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SF32sROapi0/s1600-h/susan+boyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgLuoClYqUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SF32sROapi0/s320/susan+boyle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333087280415942978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stand for the honorary Judge Regier.  Sometimes I feel that is what I hear when I begin to judge others.  Do I really think that I have the right to judge others on their appearance and their ideals without even knowing anything about them?  I don’t.  Why do I always think that I can judge someone by just looking at them or by talking with them for the first time?  Well, because I am human.  But does that excuse me from doing it?  No.  The whole world judged a particular person a few weeks ago, Susan Boyle.  By the appearance she had and the comments she made, the world probably thought, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“This lady will by x’d off stage in no time and maybe even laughed off.”&lt;/span&gt;  But then she sang.  The world stood still, and even the unthinkable happened, Simon Cowell smiled.  The world still awaits the final outcome of Susan Boyle, but even if she doesn’t win, she has won in the hearts of many across this planet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so often judge on appearance, what people wear, what their hair looks like, what style of music they listen to, what they watch, and the list can go on and on and on.  But do we know them?  Do we truly know the reasons why they dress the way they do?  If you don’t then you best stop judgin’.  If you do, then you best have the best intentions for helping them if you are judgin’.  We think we can do a better job at being the Mayor or Pastor or Governor or Senator or even President, but you know what, says who?  You.  What makes you more qualified?  I love the way that Eugene Peterson writes Matthew 7:1-5 in The Message: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; “Don’t pick on people, jump on their failures, criticize their faults— unless, of course, you want the same treatment.  That critical spirit has a way of boomeranging.  It’s easy to see a smudge on your neighbor’s face and be oblivious to the ugly sneer on your own.  Do you have the nerve to say, ‘Let me wash your face for you,’ when your own face is distorted by contempt?  It’s this whole traveling road-show mentality all over again, playing a holier-than-thou part instead of just living your part. Wipe that ugly sneer off your own face, and you might be fit to offer a washcloth to your neighbor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should check ourselves before we check someone else.  What makes us more qualified than the next person?  What makes our lives better than the person down the street?  What makes our reasons for dressing the way we do better than the other person?  If it lies in your opinion or even your own standards or ethics, then it still isn’t right.  We aren’t supposed to judge others to make ourselves feel or look better, we are supposed to judge others to help them with their walk with God.  We have their best interests above ours.  If all of us would do that, then racism, prejudices, hatred, and fear would no longer be issues. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of Susan Boyles out there, people who look and act a little or maybe a lot differently than we do.  But you may not know the story behind it, and don’t judge until you do.  Don’t judge until you have put their interests above your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-6141193708942820257?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/6141193708942820257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/please-stand-for-honorary-judge-regier.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6141193708942820257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6141193708942820257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/please-stand-for-honorary-judge-regier.html' title='Please Stand for the Honorary Judge Regier'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgLuoClYqUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SF32sROapi0/s72-c/susan+boyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-159289785569021126</id><published>2009-05-06T08:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:56:40.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgGWIFjs1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9wfidxbnOI8/s1600-h/bluetree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgGWIFjs1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9wfidxbnOI8/s400/bluetree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332708499458413890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist: Bluetree&lt;br /&gt;Album: God of This City&lt;br /&gt;Song: When I Survey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like to listen to artists who have accents.  I have always liked the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Newsboys&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rebecca St. James&lt;/span&gt; with their Australian accents.  Then there is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Matt Redman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Delirious&lt;/span&gt; from the UK.  But perhaps the coolest accent of all is the Irish accent.  The mainstream band &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt; is a lot of fun to listen to, and this week’s Artist of the Week is from Ireland as well.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bluetree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has just recently been hitting the Christian radio stations in the US with their new worship song, God of This City.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bluetree&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a band that has been around since 2004 and has been active in the UK since then.  The band was actually born out of frustration of the idea that worship is only from the heart.  Here is what the lead singer Aaron Boyd has to say: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“We are Jesus’ hands and feet in the world. Let’s not just ask God to change everything, but let’s be a blessing and speak words of life into people’s difficult circumstances.”&lt;/span&gt;  I totally agree with the frustration that brought this band into existence.  Worship is not just from our heart and our attitude towards God, it is our life.  If we want to truly worship God, we need to worship Him with all of our lives.  This album is filled with genuine worship songs that inspire us to live for God.  One of the songs on the album is an old hymn, which is this week’s song.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When I Survey&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bluetree’s&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; version of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When I Survey The Wondrous Cross&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bluetree&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 5 out of 5 dundies for lyrical content, as their songs are wonderfully written worship songs that truly inspire you to bow and worship God.  I also give them 5 out of 5 on musical style and talent.  They are gifted in voice and instrument and they are using that for the glory of God.  One really awesome thing about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bluetree&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is that when you buy their album on &lt;a href="http://www.digstation.com/ArtistAlbums.aspx?albumid=ALB000027508"&gt;DiGSTATION&lt;/a&gt; for $7.99, they will donate $2 of each album sold to help end child trafficking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to the song.  Click on Artist of the Week to see a video on YouTube of the song put to a slideshow of pictures.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When I survey the wondrous cross &lt;br /&gt;on which the Prince of Glory died; &lt;br /&gt;my richest gain I count but loss, &lt;br /&gt;and pour contempt on all my pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, &lt;br /&gt;save in the death of Christ, my God; &lt;br /&gt;all the vain things that charm me most, &lt;br /&gt;I sacrifice them to his blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, from his head, his hands, his feet, &lt;br /&gt;sorrow and love flow mingled down. &lt;br /&gt;Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, &lt;br /&gt;or thorns compose so rich a crown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were the whole realm of nature mine, &lt;br /&gt;that were an offering far too small; &lt;br /&gt;love so amazing, so divine, &lt;br /&gt;demands my soul, my life, my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-159289785569021126?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoE1QouuNGw' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/159289785569021126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/159289785569021126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/159289785569021126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgGWIFjs1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9wfidxbnOI8/s72-c/bluetree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7027421827516621512</id><published>2009-05-05T15:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:46:46.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corinthians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin'/><title type='text'>Plant A Seed, Grow A  . . . Pumpkin Crown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgClpNzic8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/m8QsKqVGqKk/s1600-h/seeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgClpNzic8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/m8QsKqVGqKk/s400/seeds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332444086305715138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got done planting our garden, and we didn’t use any seeds.  It is hard and tedious to plant seeds.  Especially things like carrots and radishes, where the seeds are so tiny.  So we, like many other people, used the little plants.  It takes a lot of work out of it for you.  No watering little tomatoes for weeks, you just plant the plant in the garden and let the sprinkler do the rest.  We even planted some pumpkins this year.  I remember years back when we planted a pumpkin plant and it grew and grew and grew and vined out all over the garden.  It even went out of the garden (and we had a big garden, big enough to use a tractor and disc to till it up each year).  I think I am going to train our pumpkin to stay a little smaller this year.  &lt;br /&gt;I found out something very interesting this last week about a seed.  I came to know Christ as my Savior at the age of 5.  I always remembered that since my brother was a Christian, I wanted what he had, so I had always thought that my mom led me to Christ and prayed with me.  That is what I remembered, but not what really happened.  This is the true story that I found out about this week: My brother and I were up in my room by ourselves and he is the one who led me to Christ.  After that, he went and told my mom about it and she came up and prayed with both of us and thanked God for my brother leading me to Christ.  In my mind, all I remember is my mom praying with me, so I always figured it was her that led me to Christ, but in fact it was my brother.  Now how does all this correspond with a seed?  Well my brother planted a seed in my life many, many years ago.  I wanted what he had. I wanted Jesus in my life.  The interesting thing about that seed that he planted all those years ago is that it has grown and grown and branched off and grown some more.  Since my brother led me to Christ, I have had numerous opportunities to share the Gospel with others and lead some to Christ.  The cool thing about that is, all the people I have touched and seeds I have planted, they all go back to what my brother did for me in my bedroom almost 24 years ago.  It doesn’t stop there, it keeps going; the people I have shared the Gospel with have shared it with others, and those people heard the Gospel at that point in time because of what my brother did for me.  The Apostle Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 3:8 that we will have rewards in Heaven, according to our labor for God here on earth.  When we plant seeds or water them, we get rewards for that.  When someone we planted a seed in plants a seed in someone else, we get rewards for that.  It grows and grows and grows, like a pumpkin.  Paul then goes on in verses 9-15 about how our works and deeds on earth will be tested by God.  I encourage you to read that passage so you can be sure of what you are building your life with: gold or wood, silver or hay, or precious stones or straw?  Something that lasts or something that won’t stand the test?  Now, it is clear in that passage, that no matter what you build with, it is what you build it on that matters the most.  If you build it on Christ, then you will spend eternity with Him in Heaven.  However, the materials you use to build decide how many rewards you get.  What do you want to build your house out of?  Wood, hay, straw or gold, silver, or precious stones?  It is how you live your life and why you do it that way that decides what you will use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7027421827516621512?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7027421827516621512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/plant-seed-grow-pumpkin-crown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7027421827516621512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7027421827516621512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/05/plant-seed-grow-pumpkin-crown.html' title='Plant A Seed, Grow A  . . . Pumpkin Crown?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgClpNzic8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/m8QsKqVGqKk/s72-c/seeds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7385171309840237789</id><published>2009-04-30T15:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:55:32.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgCnu9OqrAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7YbCa1lrVM/s1600-h/Brandon+Heath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgCnu9OqrAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7YbCa1lrVM/s400/Brandon+Heath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332446383958567938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Brandon Heath&lt;br /&gt;Album: What If We&lt;br /&gt;Song: Wait and See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year at the Dove Awards, Brandon Heath won the Male Vocalist of the Year award.  Heath went up against powerhouse vocalists Jeremy Camp and Chris Tomlin.  I think that one of the reasons Heath got the Dove is because of his passion in his song writing.  His latest album &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What if We&lt;/span&gt; is filled with songs that have raw passion for following Christ.  His song &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Give Me Your Eyes&lt;/span&gt; is him crying out to God to give him the eyes of Christ so he can show others what Christ has to offer.  Another song that he has on his album is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No Not One&lt;/span&gt;.  This song is a worship song proclaiming that there is no one else who loves us more than Christ.  The song I want to focus on in this album is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wait and See&lt;/span&gt;.  This song has a very catchy tune and is filled with wonderful lyrics.  The whole premise of the song is that God has a plan for us, and we should never feel that we aren’t doing anything because God is not finished with us yet.  Here is what Brandon tells us about the song: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Wait and See” is probably the most autobiographical song I’ve ever written. But I think that anybody can relate to this song, and be encouraged to know that God has a plan for us, even if we still feel like a failure at times. If we come to know Jesus as our Savior, He is going to change our hearts and lead us into a greater existence other than for ourselves. For me, the last verse of “Wait and See” is really what my journey is all about, “now’s my time to be a man, follow my heart as far as I can, no telling where I’m ending up tonight.” Most nights, I am in a hotel room and I barely know where I am, but I know that I’m doing what I am supposed to be doing. I just have to wait and see what God is going to do with the rest of the story. I’m encouraged by what He has done already, but I know that the story will continue to unfold and I’ll keep learning more about the purpose of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we feel like we have failed, let’s remember that God has a plan for us.  God through the prophet Jeremiah tells the people of Israel that he is not finished with them yet.  They are in exile and He gives them this promise found in Jeremiah 29:11-14:  For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you. You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you, declares the LORD, and I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, declares the LORD, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give Heath a 5 out of 5 dundies on lyrical content, because as I said before, he is very talented in his song writing ability.  I also give him 5 out of 5 dundies on musical style and talent, as he has a range of speeds on his songs that give him an advantage in different genres of music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to the song, please click on Artist of the Week to see a video of this song.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was born in Tennessee, late July humidity, doctors said I was lucky to be alive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been troubled since the day that I got here, trouble to the day that I disappear &lt;br /&gt;That’ll be the day that I finally get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope for me yet, because God won’t forget, all the plans He’s made for me&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait and see, He’s not finished with me yet. He’s not finished with me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really was that good in school. I talked too much, broke the rules&lt;br /&gt;My teachers thought I was a hopeless fool all right.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how but I made it through, it’s one of those things that you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;I always had a knack for telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope, for me yet, because God won’t forget, all the plans He’s made for me&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait and see, He’s not finished with me yet, He’s not finished with me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wonderin’ why I’m here. Still wrestling with my fear &lt;br /&gt;But oh….He’s up to something, &lt;br /&gt;And the farther out I go, I’ve seen enough to know that I’m not here for nothin’&lt;br /&gt;He’s up to somethin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now's my time to be a man, follow my heart as far as I can&lt;br /&gt;No tellin’ where I’m ending up tonight&lt;br /&gt;I never slow down or so it seems, but singing my heart is one of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;All I gotta do is hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope, for me yet because God won’t forget all the plans He’s made for me&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait and see, He’s not finished with me yet, He’s not finished with me yet&lt;br /&gt;He’s not finished with me yet, He’s not finished with me yet&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/2893350548808281945-7385171309840237789?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_i52FtpO4gI' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7385171309840237789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7385171309840237789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7385171309840237789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_30.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SgCnu9OqrAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7YbCa1lrVM/s72-c/Brandon+Heath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-553783506646287153</id><published>2009-04-15T11:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:20:56.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeYJV9V1bDI/AAAAAAAAADw/2jGl65Yi59g/s1600-h/julian+drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeYJV9V1bDI/AAAAAAAAADw/2jGl65Yi59g/s320/julian+drive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953882260237362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Julian Drive&lt;br /&gt;Album: My Coming Day&lt;br /&gt;Song: From Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have American Idol, Nashville Star and other musical talent finding shows.  There also is Exalting Him, a Christian version of American Idol.  This talent search contest is sponsored by Daywind records.  I must confess that Daywind records isn’t really my cup of tea when it comes to musical genres I like.  But the 2004 winners of Exalting Him, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Julian Drive&lt;/span&gt;, got a free record contract with Daywind.  With their first album under Daywind, they really didn’t get much publicity in the Christian radio realm.  But Lynn Nichols who worked with Switchfoot and Phil Keaggy noticed them and helped them get a new record contract with Inpop records.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Georgia southern rock band has hit the Christian music industry with force.  They are getting radio play and their albums are selling quickly.  The deep passion behind the band’s songs and performances is letting the audience know that no matter what we go through, there is a real God who truly loves and cares for us.  He will always help us get through our real problems.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The featured song here, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From Your Hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the hit single from their latest album, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Coming Da&lt;/span&gt;y.  This song helps us to understand the intimacy that Jesus had for us while He was on the cross.  While Christ was on the cross, He had us in mind; He knew who He was dying for.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Julian Drive’&lt;/span&gt;s other songs on this album have great lyrics and tell many truths of Scriptures.  I give them 5 out of 5 dundies on lyrical content, as they take very important core truths of the Bible and put them to song.  I give them a 4 out of 5 dundies on musical style and talent.  Their musical genre is great.  I am a big fan of southern rock, but their talent isn’t at the top of the charts.  As they are in the industry longer, I believe that they will rise to the top as they improve their talent.  I am looking forward to more albums from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Julian Drive&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics for From Your Hands.  Click on Artist of the Week to see the video for this song.  I hope that this song is as big of a blessing to you as it is to me, especially right after the celebration of our Risen King.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Praying in the garden, You saw the crowd coming&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed by one that called You King&lt;br /&gt;You could have called a band of angels to come and save the day&lt;br /&gt;But instead You chose to stay, You didn’t run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;In the very front of Your mind&lt;br /&gt;While the blood was flowing&lt;br /&gt;You saw my face as You cried&lt;br /&gt;Certain in knowing&lt;br /&gt;Tears, blood and pain in the sand&lt;br /&gt;True love was pouring, True love was pouring from Your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruised and beaten, appeared You were defeated&lt;br /&gt;But things aren’t always what they seem&lt;br /&gt;They thought when they placed Your body into an empty grave&lt;br /&gt;It would end all debate&lt;br /&gt;But the stone was rolled away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;The same hand that washes clean, and sets the captive free&lt;br /&gt;Same hand that calmed a sea, and the one who rescued me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the very front of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You saw my face as you cried&lt;br /&gt;All the tears and pain in the sand&lt;br /&gt;True love was pouring from your hands&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/2893350548808281945-553783506646287153?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BvHOOVGs1rM' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/553783506646287153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/553783506646287153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/553783506646287153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_15.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeYJV9V1bDI/AAAAAAAAADw/2jGl65Yi59g/s72-c/julian+drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4763333625773151129</id><published>2009-04-14T13:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:03:41.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruitcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louie giglio'/><title type='text'>Fruitcake and Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=D368C55C7D4BA086"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeTUy4QcBWI/AAAAAAAAADg/8bc01QlufSs/s1600-h/Fruitcake+and+Ice+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeTUy4QcBWI/AAAAAAAAADg/8bc01QlufSs/s400/Fruitcake+and+Ice+Cream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614630018647394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you like to sit back, relax, and watch a good movie?  I love to.  I love the entertainment industry.  I love music and I love movies.  A good movie, a comfy couch, some pop and popcorn, and a wife to snuggle with is all I need to enjoy a good movie.  When a movie has a good plot that keeps me intrigued until the end, that does it for me.  I went to college with a very talented musician who liked movies based on soundtracks.  I also know someone who bases whether or not a movie is good by whether the guy gets the girl at the end of the movie.  If he doesn’t, then the movie isn’t good to him.  I like a good plot, but I must confess that if the movie has enough action (blood and guts), I don’t even care about the plot.  Yes, I do enjoy those action movies that bypass the big screen and go straight to DVD.  They are corny, but they have enough action for me.  &lt;br /&gt;I also enjoy watching or listening to a good challenging sermon or devotional.  There are some pretty powerful ones out there, and there are also some pretty corny ones.  We recently got a collection of videos by Louie Giglio of the Passion conferences.  One of the videos is called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fruitcake and Ice Cream&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  What a title!  It intrigues you though, doesn’t it?I was curious to see why it was called that.  My wife and I watched this 54 minute video one afternoon while our son was napping.  I don’t want to tell you too much about it, but I do know that you need to watch it.  Grab a box of tissues and sit on your couch with no distractions and watch it.  You will be touched; you will be changed.  I know I was.  Even if you have to buy the video on Amazon, it is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001FSKDP8/ref=s9_sims_c2_s1_p15_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;pf_rd_r=0N5C9MJVWFXPSXC74YR7&amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;worth the $13&lt;/a&gt;.  Or if you want to buy the set of 4 like I did, it is definitely &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heart-Passion-Louie-Giglio/dp/B001R7IH5A/ref=pd_sim_m_16"&gt;worth the $31&lt;/a&gt;.  After you watch it, give it to a friend or show it to your family.  I give this video a 6 out of 5 dundies on every aspect.  It truly is that good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-4763333625773151129?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=D368C55C7D4BA086' title='Fruitcake and Ice Cream'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4763333625773151129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/fruitcake-and-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4763333625773151129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4763333625773151129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/fruitcake-and-ice-cream.html' title='Fruitcake and Ice Cream'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SeTUy4QcBWI/AAAAAAAAADg/8bc01QlufSs/s72-c/Fruitcake+and+Ice+Cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8240268435249227964</id><published>2009-04-13T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:20:55.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross'/><title type='text'>Peter The Bold</title><content type='html'>The Bible tells us in John chapter 20 that when Mary Magdalene saw that the tomb was opened, she immediately went to tell Peter and John.  So running to the tomb, for whatever reason, John outran Peter, but stopped at the entrance of the tomb to look inside.  Then Peter ran by John straight into the tomb.  Peter was a bold disciple.  I don’t usually make it a habit to run into a graveyard, let alone a tomb, not knowing who or what would be on the inside.  Looking in the Gospels we see that Peter was always a bold person.  He jumped out of a boat to walk on water when he saw Jesus.  He did sink, but he was the only one that got out of the boat and into the sea.  He was also the first disciple to proclaim that Jesus was the Christ, the Messiah.  Immediately after Peter’s confession of Christ, Jesus told the disciples that He must be handed over to chief priests and scribes to be killed, and be raised from the dead on the third day.  Peter quickly and boldly said, NEVER, this cannot be!!  Even though Jesus told them that He would be raised from the dead on the third day, Peter still rebuked Christ.  His ears must have stopped listening after the word killed.  The last bold claim that Peter made to Christ before His crucifixion is found in Matthew 26:35: Even if I must die with you, I will not deny you!  We all know how that bold promise turned out to be.  Three times before Christ’s death Peter denied Him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we learn from the boldness of Peter?  Well, we know that Peter was bold and we know that he had faith, to an extent.  We also know that he was willing.  So, what was he missing?  What did he need?  He needed the cross.  We can be bold in our efforts to promote Jesus to the world, but without the cross, we can do nothing.  The cross transforms us into the person of God we are intended to be.  Now, the only thing that can hinder that is ourselves.  When we put ourselves before Christ, we become how Peter was, sinking and looking out for ourselves only.  We need to remember that saying yes to self is also denying Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter was not only bold, he was also very impulsive.  Peter did not see the whole picture of the purpose of Christ here on this earth.  We have the whole picture.  We know the purpose of Christ.  We know why He had to go to the cross.  After Peter realized what the purpose of Christ and the cross was, he changed from an impulsive bold disciple into a bold evangelical follower of the King.  He became a master preacher.  The Bible plainly tells us that he was uneducated, so his greatness as a preacher came from the Spirit of God.  It isn’t every day that an uneducated man can preach a sermon and have 3,000 people saved.  Christ bridges the gap between us and God, and the Cross makes it possible for us to come to God unblemished.  Through the knowledge we have in the Bible and the Spirit guiding us, we can be as bold as Peter was at the day of Pentecost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the resurrection, before Christ’s death, Peter had faith, but no theology, and that was dangerous.  After the resurrection and his reinstatement by Christ, Peter realized the power of the cross and what it meant for him and what he had to do.  He lived a bold and selfless life, clear up to his death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the power of the cross.  The Son of God slain for us.  What a love!  What a cost!  We stand forgiven at the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave you with a simple question as we stand before these three crosses.  What are you doing with the Power of the Cross?  What task has God given you to do with that power?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-8240268435249227964?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8240268435249227964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/peter-bold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8240268435249227964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8240268435249227964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/peter-bold.html' title='Peter The Bold'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8609357899405534943</id><published>2009-04-09T16:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:47:29.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey hunting'/><title type='text'>Opening Day, How Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd5sQU7x8_I/AAAAAAAAADY/u_CctCU3SQA/s1600-h/Asher+and+Turkey+4-9-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd5sQU7x8_I/AAAAAAAAADY/u_CctCU3SQA/s400/Asher+and+Turkey+4-9-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322810837351658482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was opening day of spring turkey season here in Kansas.  It seems as if I have been waiting for that day for months.  Turkey hunting is one of the most trying and rewarding kinds of hunting there are.  You don’t think that a big bird with a brain the size of a walnut (and fewer brain cells than a cockroach) would be too hard to hunt, but they are quite a challenge.  Mainly because they are very wary of everything.  If they see something that looks “unusual” they will stop and turn around.  If they see a body move at 500 yards away, the take off running like the world is ending.  The trick is to outsmart them, which sounds silly knowing that they are almost brainless.  When you sneak in the timber in the dark hours of early morn and set up on a tree with a decoy or two out, and you begin to hear a few yelps followed by a gobble, you know that you are in the right place.  When they fly down from the trees and you see the big toms strutting and the hens running around, it is a glorious day.  When they walk away and you don’t see them again that day, you have still had a great day of hunting.  There aren’t too many birds around that can challenge the beauty of a strutting tom.  The colors are iridescent, his head changes from red to blue to white, his tail fans out, he puffs up to three times his size, and it is beautiful.  Watching the birds strut and run around is 66% of the fun of hunting.  The other 33% is the rush of having the birds in range and looking at them down the end of the barrel, knowing that they are yours.  Even when you don’t shoot, they are yours, because you know that you can drop them at anytime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kansas all you can bag is two bearded turkeys in the spring.  My associate, &lt;a href="http://gobblercomin.wordpress.com"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt;, went out yesterday and today, no birds down, but he has seen them each day, so not a total loss.  I went out yesterday and had some come in, watched them for a while, and then realized there were a couple toms strutting away.  As I was watching them, it looked as if they were getting ready to move farther away, so I decided I should probably drop one of them.  So I did.  He had a nice 10 inch beard.  It was a two year old, judging by the spurs.  This guy weighed only about 15 pounds; I was amazed at how light he was.  Nevertheless, I got one, and he looked good.  This morning I decided to go out to the same place, just 50 yards down the fence line.  They yelped and gobbled for about 45 minutes and then flew down extra early.  About 30 minutes later they poked their heads out on the other side of a brush pile about 100 yards out.  There were about 5 hens.  They stopped at the fence line, about 60 yards from me.  I didn’t think they were going to cross, but then the tom came, strutting away.  He came up to the fence and then the hens went under, followed by him.  The hens starting walking away from me, soon to be out of range.  The tom followed.  I was a little nervous.  “Will this work?”  I thought to myself.  But then he stopped and walked the other direction, out in the open for about 5 seconds.  I decided now or never, and boom!  There he was flopping, 50 yards out, not too far for a 3 ½ Remington Premier Hevi-Shot #5.  This one was from the same batch, 9 ½ inch beard, 2 year old, but he weighed in at a nice 21 pounds.  So I have my birds.  I will leave the gun home and bring out the cameras and go with Brian to video his hunts.  That sounds like fun, because after all, two-thirds of the fun of hunting is watching them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-8609357899405534943?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8609357899405534943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-day-how-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8609357899405534943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8609357899405534943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-day-how-beautiful.html' title='Opening Day, How Beautiful'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd5sQU7x8_I/AAAAAAAAADY/u_CctCU3SQA/s72-c/Asher+and+Turkey+4-9-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-2080412822771309779</id><published>2009-04-08T22:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:21:37.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Crowder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Crowder Band'/><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd1nrR9J6MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3P4f7OVy6ig/s1600-h/David+Crowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd1nrR9J6MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3P4f7OVy6ig/s320/David+Crowder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322524327873734850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the music industry, there are always people who have a distinct look.  Rock music has ZZ Top and the famous beards, country music has Tim McGraw and his black hat, and Christian music has David Crowder and his thick rimmed glasses and funky hair and beard.  David Crowder not only has a distinct look, but he also has a very distinct voice.  You know when a new &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;David Crowder Band&lt;/span&gt; song comes on the radio by the very first word sung.  I have been a huge fan of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;David Crowder Band&lt;/span&gt; since the Passion CD “The Road To One Day”, where Crowder sang “Make A Joyful Noise”.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his band got started at Baylor University.  He and a friend started University Baptist Church, where Crowder was the worship leader.  Crowder is one of the premier Christian worship song writers around today.  Like a lot of other worship song writers, Crowder got a big boost from Louie Giglio and the Passion conferences.  This certain song is the theme song to one of the Passion videos “Hope: When Life Hurts Most”.  The lyrics to this song are simple, yet so true in certain times of our lives.  The song has a progression to it, starting out with the present struggles that we go through, then moving to when we can look back at where we were.  The lyrics of this song help us to remember that when we go through trials and tribulations in our lives, we need to remember that God is ever faithful and true.  We know this because of what He has done for us in the past, starting with the cross.  When we come to the cross we see the love that God has for us, sending His only Son to die for us so that we can have eternal life with Him.  When we go through the struggles of life, look back at God’s track record.  When was He ever not faithful?  When did He lie to us?  When did He let go?  He loved us so much that He let go of His Son so He could hold on to us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;David Crowder Band&lt;/span&gt; 4 out of 5 dundies on musical style and talent.  David Crowder’s voice is so much fun to listen to.  I think all the band members are wonderfully talented, but they use a bit of techno and electronic rock in their portfolio (which is a little against my style).  I give them 5 out of 5 dundies on lyrical content.  They are amazing at writing worship songs and they will always be high on my list for that reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to this song, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When clouds veil sun&lt;br /&gt;And disaster comes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;When waters rise&lt;br /&gt;And hope takes flight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul (3x)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ever faithful&lt;br /&gt;Ever true&lt;br /&gt;You I know&lt;br /&gt;You never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let go (6x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When clouds brought rain&lt;br /&gt;And disaster came&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;When waters rose&lt;br /&gt;And hope had flown&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever faithful&lt;br /&gt;Ever true&lt;br /&gt;You I know&lt;br /&gt;You never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let go (6x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;Overflows&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what love, oh, what love&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my soul&lt;br /&gt;Fills with hope&lt;br /&gt;Perfect love that never lets go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let go (9x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what love, oh, what love&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what love,  (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In joy and pain&lt;br /&gt;In sun and rain&lt;br /&gt;You’re the same&lt;br /&gt;Oh, You never let go (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let go&lt;br /&gt;You never let go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-2080412822771309779?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/2080412822771309779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2080412822771309779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2080412822771309779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week_08.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sd1nrR9J6MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3P4f7OVy6ig/s72-c/David+Crowder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-2299359580875360017</id><published>2009-04-01T14:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:22:11.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decemberadio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December Radio'/><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdO8Sh9ZBHI/AAAAAAAAADA/uadN38UJVgM/s1600-h/Decemberadio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdO8Sh9ZBHI/AAAAAAAAADA/uadN38UJVgM/s400/Decemberadio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319802611394217074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: DecembeRadio&lt;br /&gt;Album: Satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Song: Look For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren’t too many new Christian bands that bring me back to my Elementary and Jr. High years, but Grammy-nominated &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DecembeRadio&lt;/span&gt; with their style of music sure do.  The first time I heard these guys I immediately thought they sounded like what would happen when you throw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt; together into a recording studio.  This made me reminisce of the good ole days of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Young Guns 2&lt;/span&gt;, Billy the Kid, Jose Chavez, a young Jack Bauer, and of course listening to the cassette tape of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bon Jovi’s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blaze of Glory&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These mostly long haired rockers are bringing a style of music into the Christian scene that isn’t too prevalent.  Bringing the 1970-1980s rock music into today’s Christian music is something that I am completely enthralled about.  I am ashamed to admit this, but during college and for a little bit after I enjoyed listening to country music.  I know, how hideous of me.  I have since repented.  After that I soon came to realize that the best music is the 70’s, 80’s and early 90’s rock songs.  The musical talent (and in some cases lack of talent) of this type of music is what made it so great.  You can’t forget about the late 80’s and early 90’s rock ballads; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Firehouse&lt;/span&gt; is probably my favorite.  But I digress.  This genre of music is one of my favorites and it definitely takes me back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DecembeRadio’s&lt;/span&gt; lead singer and bassist (yes I said bassist and no, it is not Sting), Josh Reedy, told About.com in an interview &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“We feel like God has called us to a musical style that is not represented as much as, say, more modern, harder edged bands. We are bringing the old school to the new school."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give them  5 out of 5 dundies for musical style and talent.  Like I said earlier, they take me back and I love their style.  I give them 4 out of 5 on lyrical content, as they do a great job of sharing their faith and testimonies in their songs.  You can tell they are not ashamed of the Gospel, especially in their song &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Believer&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy these mostly somewhat long haired rockers as much as I do.  If you click on Artist of the Week, you will find the music video.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There's a shadow heavy as a blanket&lt;br /&gt;Keeping all the light from shining through&lt;br /&gt;There's a doubt deeper than the hope&lt;br /&gt;That this world could ever offer you&lt;br /&gt;There’s a war raging like a storm&lt;br /&gt;Ripping through the core of what you know is true&lt;br /&gt;There's a peace that passes understanding&lt;br /&gt;Let it be the hand that you hold onto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one that never lets you go&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;If you ever wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;If you ever think you've gone too far&lt;br /&gt;I'll be that light out in the dark just look for Me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing here with open arms&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes and trust your heart&lt;br /&gt;And then you'll see, that I am all you need&lt;br /&gt;Just look for Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a grace dying to erase&lt;br /&gt;All that you've said and done&lt;br /&gt;There's a love always big enough&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really matter what you're running from&lt;br /&gt;Let your faith take you to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul step into the flow&lt;br /&gt;Brother, don't you know you can let it go&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel alone just look for Me, look for Me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your eyes when you cannot see&lt;br /&gt;So lay down your pride, step inside&lt;br /&gt;And let forgiveness cover you&lt;br /&gt;You know it’s true, I'll never leave you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&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/2893350548808281945-2299359580875360017?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.imeem.com/rockvideos/video/xWpuhdK-/decemberadio-look-for-me/' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/2299359580875360017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2299359580875360017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2299359580875360017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/04/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdO8Sh9ZBHI/AAAAAAAAADA/uadN38UJVgM/s72-c/Decemberadio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-3924915669226215295</id><published>2009-03-30T22:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:22:36.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Shepherd'/><title type='text'>Kings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdGQ8sGDunI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rF6Kz0LD8GM/s1600-h/Kings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdGQ8sGDunI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rF6Kz0LD8GM/s400/Kings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319192007204387442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched the NBC show “Kings” yet this year?  It started on March 8th.  I watched the last half hour of the 2 hour season premiere and I was intrigued, but I wanted to watch the whole episode before I would make any opinion about the show.  So the next day I watched it online, and wow, I was totally intrigued.  For those of you who don’t know what the show is about, it is a fictional story of what it would be like if the U.S. was ran by kings.  It takes place in Gilboa, and the capitol of Gilboa is Shiloh.  The characters include King Silas Benjamin, Princess Michelle Benjamin, Prince Jack Benjamin, Reverend Ephram Samuels, David Shepherd, and General Linus Abner just to name a few.  Some of these names may sound somewhat familiar.  All of these characters have a counterpart in the Biblical story of King David.  King Silas – King Saul, Princess Michelle – Michal (Saul’s daughter), Prince Jack – Jonathan (Saul’s son), Reverend Samuels – Samuel the Priest, David Shepherd – King David (who was a shepherd), General Abner – Abner (Commander of Saul’s army).  Now the similarities don’t stop there.  David’s dad was killed 20 years prior, but his mom’s name is . . . Jessie.  David’s dad in the Bible is Jessie.  In the first episode Rev. Samuels touched David’s forehead like he was anointing him.  He also told King Silas that God has rejected him as King and is seeking a man after His own heart.  Then the kicker.  Gilboa is at war with Gath.  The army of Gath has a class of tanks that they call . . . Goliath.  David in the first episode went hand to tank and won.  &lt;br /&gt;I have watched all the episodes so far and there continues to be a lot of parallels between the Bible and the show.  I looked up Kings on Wikipedia and found that the creator of Kings, Michael Green, wanted to make a TV show that took an old story that hasn’t been tossed around too much in the entertainment industry and keep to the original “script” but totally modernize the story.  &lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to seeing how the show unravels, especially how David will take the throne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-3924915669226215295?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nbc.com/Kings/' title='Kings'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/3924915669226215295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/kings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3924915669226215295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/3924915669226215295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/kings.html' title='Kings'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SdGQ8sGDunI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rF6Kz0LD8GM/s72-c/Kings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-8255431441651842245</id><published>2009-03-27T17:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:22:58.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew West'/><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artist: Matthew West&lt;br /&gt;Album: Something To Say&lt;br /&gt;Song: The Motions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April of 2007 Matthew West started to notice that his vocal range was not what it used to be.  He went for a vocal check up and the doctor told him that there was some hemorrhaging on his vocal chords due to some polyps.  The only solution to the bleeding was a surgery that could end his vocal career.  Not only would it threaten his career, the doctor told him that after the surgery he would have to have complete vocal rest for two months.  That meant no talking whatsoever for two months, not even to his wife or little girl.  Matthew went ahead with the surgery and made a full recovery.  Through the trial of the silent two months he drew closer to God and was able to write a new album.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew West has been writing songs and making albums for 12 years.  He is a very talented song writer as well as a musician.  West has a broad style of singing.  The genre of his songs can range from hip-hop to pop to alternative.  This is proof of his talent, because no matter what style, his songs sound great.  His new album Something To Say is no exception.  The song The Motions is a lyrical masterpiece tuned to amazing music.  I know that this song will strike a cord inside of everyone who listens to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is about going through a low and tough time.  A time in life where you feel nothing at all.  That includes your relationship with God.  There can be some dark and lonely times in our lives when we don’t feel close to God.  It is important to remember that our relationship with Christ is not based on emotions or feelings.  It is based on His grace and love for us.  In return we are to praise God with all of our lives.  We are to worship and love Him through our lives.  In this song West is crying out to God to give him a desire to give his all to God.  He doesn’t want to look back on his life and realize that he didn’t give it his all, that he just went through the “motions”.  &lt;br /&gt;We all can get caught up in the “motions”, doing things because we are supposed to.  What joy does it bring God when we follow his commands out of a ritualistic duty instead of doing them out of love for Him?  We all need to make the chorus of this song a prayer for each day of our lives.  “Father God, I don’t want to live my life today doing things out of tradition and duty.  I want to live for You because of what You did for me and the passion You have given me.  I don’t want to live a hum drum life for You; I want to give you all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!  You can click on Artist of the Week to see a Matthew West’s The Motions music video.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This might hurt, it's not safe&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I've gotta make a change&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I break,&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll be feeling something&lt;br /&gt;'Cause just okay is not enough&lt;br /&gt;Help me fight through the nothingness of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,&lt;br /&gt;"What if I had given everything,&lt;br /&gt;instead of going through the motions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets, not this time&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let my heart defeat my mind&lt;br /&gt;Let Your love make me whole&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally feeling something&lt;br /&gt;'Cause just okay is not enough&lt;br /&gt;Help me fight through the nothingness of this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,&lt;br /&gt;"What if I had given everything,&lt;br /&gt;[ Matthew West Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] &lt;br /&gt;instead of going through the motions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way (take me all the way)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way ('cause I don't wanna go through the motions)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way (I know I'm finally feeling something real)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,&lt;br /&gt;"What if I had given everything,&lt;br /&gt;instead of going through the motions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go one more day&lt;br /&gt;without Your all consuming passion inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,&lt;br /&gt;"What if I had given everything,&lt;br /&gt;instead of going through the motions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way (take me all the way)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way (I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way (through the motions)&lt;br /&gt;take me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through the motions&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/2893350548808281945-8255431441651842245?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_rmCeAzqKc' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/8255431441651842245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/artist-of-week_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8255431441651842245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/8255431441651842245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/artist-of-week_27.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7870808946112225202</id><published>2009-03-27T16:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:59:39.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From an Easy Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sc1Lk9CaSSI/AAAAAAAAACg/u4-2VLecjio/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sc1Lk9CaSSI/AAAAAAAAACg/u4-2VLecjio/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317989833226471714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has bestowed many blessings upon my wife and me.  One of the most amazing and terrifying blessings to me was becoming a father.  Our son Asher is almost 8 months old now.  It has been a fun and adventurous 8 months.  It was about 10 months ago when I was doing a study on Psalm 1 that the name Asher popped out to me.  Psalm 1:1 says &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers.”&lt;/span&gt;  The Hebrew word for Blessed comes from Asher, which means &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;.  We know that God has blessed us with our happy son Asher.  He is the smiliest baby I have ever seen.  He is happy and easy going almost all the time.  We knew that when he first smiled when he was not even a week old that it was a real smile, not just a face he was making.  When I heard him first laugh around a month old, that really blessed me.  He is happy and doesn’t get fussy unless he is hungry, sleepy, or has woken up and can’t seem to go back to sleep.  He just wants to let us know that he needs food or sleep.  There have been only a handful of times where he fussed or cried for no aparent reason.  I have heard many “horror” stories of babies crying throughout the night or not napping and various other things where the moms are pulling out their hair trying to figure out what their babies need.  I am so thankful that Asher is who he is and I think that as I was studying Psalm 1, God purposefully showed me the root of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt; because He knew everything about Asher long before my wife or I were even born.  How Asher acts with my wife and I is a perfect picture of how we should act with our Heavenly Father.  1 Peter 2:2 says &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation."&lt;/span&gt;  Peter is telling us that we need to be like a baby and long for the milk so we can grow closer to Him.  Asher tells us his needs, like sleep or milk, and that is how he is able to grow.  We shouldn’t be distracted by all the wants of our live, we should focus on what we truly need.  The way we grow closer to God is by giving Him our needs.  He is willing to provide for us, all we have to do is cry out to Him just as Asher cries out to us when he needs something.  We must have that need to hunger and thirst for God so we can grow closer to Him and become the person of God that we are intended to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-7870808946112225202?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7870808946112225202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/lessons-from-easy-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7870808946112225202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7870808946112225202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/lessons-from-easy-baby.html' title='Lessons From an Easy Baby'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sc1Lk9CaSSI/AAAAAAAAACg/u4-2VLecjio/s72-c/IMG_0280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-925029787316404017</id><published>2009-03-12T09:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:06:58.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sbka9G1qBDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hihLX0Q_P04/s1600-h/Crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sbka9G1qBDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hihLX0Q_P04/s320/Crib.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312306872570217522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy spent many hours working on a special project for me.  Most of the work he did for me while I was still in Mommy’s tummy.  He built me a beautiful walnut sleigh crib.  I am so thankful that my Daddy built me my bed.  It is so nice to wake up every morning to see the beautiful gift my Daddy has given me.  For the past couple months Daddy has been building another crib.  No, I am not going to have a brother or sister (although that would be fun), but rather I am going to have my very first cousin!  Daddy’s brother and sister in law are expecting a baby boy any day now. My daddy has spent many hours in the basement working on this new crib for my soon to be cousin Talon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SbkbS5HwrBI/AAAAAAAAACY/A07Lr43svaY/s1600-h/PIC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SbkbS5HwrBI/AAAAAAAAACY/A07Lr43svaY/s320/PIC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312307246845176850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Daddy told me recently that he has been unable to work on the crib as much as he would like because his shop is right under my room.  Since Mommy puts me to bed around 8:00, Daddy can’t spend his evenings working on the crib like he did on mine.  Daddy told me that the adjustments that he and mommy have had to make since I came along are well worth it.  Every day my parents tell me how much they love me and I return it by smiling at them with my biggest smile I can make and give a few giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am telling you all of this is because of my other Daddy.  I have two Fathers, an earthly father and a Heavenly Father.  My earthly father provides me a place to sleep.  My heavenly Father not only provides me a place to sleep but also provides me with all that I need.  My parents give me the necessities: shelter, food, drink, diapers, clothes, and toys, and most importantly love.  My Heavenly Father has given me my parents, which have given me my shelter, food, drink, diapers, clothes, toys, and love.  But He also gives me His love.  His love is much bigger than my parents love for me.  He loves me so much that He actually has given His Son for me.  He sent His son to die on the cross so that one day I can be with Him in Heaven for eternity.  As I said earlier, my parents love me so much that they pray over me each night that one day I can understand better what I am writing here and that I can have a saving relationship with God through Jesus Christ.  That is how I know my parents love me.  They could buy things for me all the time, but their true love for me is shown through their desire to see me grow up as a man of God.  I am thankful for them, which is why I smile and giggle whenever I see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-925029787316404017?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/925029787316404017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/925029787316404017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/925029787316404017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html' title='Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep . . .'/><author><name>Asher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735329576212933509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZj2nNXwwZo/Sbkd5T_XmiI/AAAAAAAAABI/8dnW1s0H0L0/S220/Asher+in+Boonie+Hat+5+x+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/Sbka9G1qBDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hihLX0Q_P04/s72-c/Crib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-6927053039736030289</id><published>2009-03-12T08:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:11:33.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Unhindered&lt;br /&gt;Album: Unhindered Live Worship Experience&lt;br /&gt;Song: Father Will You Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that they are a lot of new worship songs that are coming out.  A lot of different Christian bands are making worship albums and worship leaders such as Chris Tomlin, Matt Redman, and many others are always making new great stuff.  One of my favorite worship bands is Unhindered, they aren't to well known, but they are awesome.  I first heard them at Acquire The Fire in 2007 in Kansas City, and it was amazing.  I saw them again at ATF in Kansas City this year, and it was even better than the first.  My favorite song that they sing is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Father Will You Come&lt;/span&gt;.  One thing that I will always remember when I hear this song is when I was at ATF watching and listening to 4,000 teens pouring their hearts out to God through song.  If you would like to see a video of this song, click on Artist of the Week.  Here are the lyrics.  I hope you enjoy this song as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There's a love, forgetting my failures.&lt;br /&gt;There's a hope, that's setting me free.&lt;br /&gt;There's a light, defeating my darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's redemption calling,&lt;br /&gt;And causing all to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Father will You come and open up our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Fill us with Your love, renew us with Your life.&lt;br /&gt;Consume us with Your Majesty, consume of with your majesty&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken) God we worship You tonight, consume us right now in this moment Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a peace, that's calming my waters.&lt;br /&gt;There's a joy, that's setting me free.&lt;br /&gt;He's the light defeating my darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's redemption calling,&lt;br /&gt;And causing all to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;We're singing&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken) right now lets lift our hands to the Lord, as we surrender our hearts, we surrender our lives to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Let us join in with the angels tonight, let us join with the saints around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory.&lt;br /&gt;Honor.&lt;br /&gt;And power.&lt;br /&gt;Belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;(X6)&lt;br /&gt;(We give it to you God)&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, Lord)&lt;br /&gt;To you! to you!&lt;br /&gt;And we're singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;We're singing&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consume us with Your Majesty&lt;br /&gt;(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory.&lt;br /&gt;Honor.&lt;br /&gt;And power.&lt;br /&gt;Belong to You.&lt;br /&gt;(X4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-6927053039736030289?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvvrxo4m6VE' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/6927053039736030289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6927053039736030289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6927053039736030289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/03/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-7474772804308299740</id><published>2009-02-06T11:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:41:00.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Sanctus Real&lt;br /&gt;Album: We Need Each Other&lt;br /&gt;Song: Lay Down My Guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRZLGNE9ldo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/nRZLGNE9ldo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, when I first saw the title of this song I thought to myself, “I bet this is one of those silly anti-gun messages that some bands sing about.”  But to my surprise, it is a really touching and powerful worship song.  Before I go on, I need to give you some background about the song.  As Sanctus Real was putting together this album, a song writer friend, Doug, sent them a file of lyrics, and on this file was the chorus “Lay down your guns, lift up your hands.”  Matt Hammitt, the lead singer and song writer used this chorus, tweaked it a bit and wrote this amazing song.  As you read through these lyrics, think about the war in Iraq, the things the soldiers have to go through on a daily basis.  Some of them lose their friends over there, some even lose their own lives.  This song is a tribute to the soldiers in Iraq, and also Hammitt is using the war in Iraq as a metaphor of our lives on earth.  The last run through of the chorus says it best:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;May this desert reach its end where my new life begins&lt;br /&gt;And I'll abandon my defenses and live to love again&lt;br /&gt;When I lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are on this earth, we have to uphold our defenses, Satan is attacking us all the time, he is on the prowl.  We lift up our guns to defend ourselves against the enemy.  But when we leave this earth and finally reach Heaven, we can lay down our guns and we will eternally be in peace where we can lift our hands to worship the Lord.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Well I just need a place to lay my head &lt;br /&gt;Forget the chain that hangs around my neck &lt;br /&gt;These guns are not as heavy as the hearts they defend &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get back home where I can find some rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to Love and live again&lt;br /&gt;May this desert reach its end where my new life begins&lt;br /&gt;When I lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have seen the devil in this place &lt;br /&gt;And I lost myself when my friends found the grave&lt;br /&gt;When you're this far from Heaven &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to keep the faith &lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holding on&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to Love and live again&lt;br /&gt;May this desert reach its end where my new life begins&lt;br /&gt;When I lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm laying down these burdens&lt;br /&gt;Taking off the weights &lt;br /&gt;And I can't count the miles that I've walked to find my way &lt;br /&gt;To lay down these guns&lt;br /&gt;How I need to lay down these guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to Love and live again&lt;br /&gt;May this desert reach its end where my new life begins&lt;br /&gt;And I'll abandon my defenses and live to love again&lt;br /&gt;When I lay down my guns and lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay down my guns&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/2893350548808281945-7474772804308299740?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/7474772804308299740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/02/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7474772804308299740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/7474772804308299740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/02/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-6526841073924035988</id><published>2009-02-03T08:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:02:53.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bankrupt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SYhbIs6dzuI/AAAAAAAAABY/_PNMVIAVJhM/s1600-h/Bankrupt!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SYhbIs6dzuI/AAAAAAAAABY/_PNMVIAVJhM/s320/Bankrupt!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298585166654852834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every morning when I leave town as I go on to the highway, I see a little sign that says “Bankruptcy or Divorce from $500.”  I understand that the economy is tough and times are hard, but seriously?  With the new president, though we don’t really know what his plans are, we do hope the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; is a good thing for the economy.  Looking at the stimulus package in the house and senate, I am not so sure that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; is good.  But nevertheless, we must have faith.  Faith is what keeps us going.  I have faith that God will keep my family afloat through these rough economic times.  I know this because the Bible tells me that God will provide.  But I also know this from past circumstances.  God has delivered us through many trials, some financial, some relational, and some spiritual.  But God has delivered us, and we are thankful for that.  But how can a person know that God will take of them?  Well, you first have to declare bankruptcy.  Yes, you heard me correctly, declare bankruptcy.  You don’t need file chapter 7 bankruptcy or anything like that (save that $500!), rather, you need to declare your moral bankruptcy.  You must admit to God that you have fallen short of His Glory and accept the gift of Life that Jesus gave us when He was upon the cross.  When we do that we become unblemished to God.  We are no longer bankrupt!  There is no need for us to worry about being bankrupt again when we have the blood of the Lamb covering us.  We are spotless before the Lord and we can come to His throne.  Nothing can take that away from us.  Christ refers to us numerous times as His &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bride&lt;/span&gt;.  With Him, there is no chance of divorce (save another $500!).  We are the bride of Christ who will be taken up to Heaven to spend eternity with Christ.  The Christian band Sanctus Real has a song titled &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eternal&lt;/span&gt; and the chorus of the song says this message the best.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And in this marriage of our hearts, There is no death do us part, For You are eternal, And I am eternally Yours&lt;/span&gt;.  We are eternally His.  There is no lawyer who can draw up papers to nullify this marriage contract.  With that said, there is nothing to fear because God will be beside us forever.  There is nothing this world can do to change that.  I will live my life here on earth to the fullest, doing what I can do to glorify God because I know one day I will come before His throne and worship Him.  Nothing in this world can take that away.  My appointed time is set, and there is nothing that can erase that from the docket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-6526841073924035988?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/6526841073924035988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/02/bankrupt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6526841073924035988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/6526841073924035988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/02/bankrupt.html' title='Bankrupt!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SYhbIs6dzuI/AAAAAAAAABY/_PNMVIAVJhM/s72-c/Bankrupt!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-17563278366578941</id><published>2009-01-26T16:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:41:54.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Chris Tomlin&lt;br /&gt;Album: Hello Love&lt;br /&gt;Song: God of This City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d61LamkXfwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/d61LamkXfwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chris Tomlin's newest album comes the song, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God of This City&lt;/span&gt;.  The song was originally written by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bluetree&lt;/span&gt; a band from Ireland, but Chris asked them if he could use it for Passion and for his new record.  The song is very simple, yet profound and true.  Click on the video above to hear the song and see the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to hear the amazing story behind the song, click on Artist of the Week.  Prepare to be amazed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-17563278366578941?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Co-RP2isqZY' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/17563278366578941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/17563278366578941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/17563278366578941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week_26.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-2728335177939540695</id><published>2009-01-23T14:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:30:01.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from the School of Bauer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SXooQQXAelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rkxCyQrIJcU/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SXooQQXAelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rkxCyQrIJcU/s320/24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294588571661924946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good television show is hard to find now a days.  Finding a show that has a good plot, good actors, and clean content is challenging.  You can find shows with the same plot as seven others, but to find one that is unique is quite arduous.  In the world of reality shows, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CSI, Law and Order,&lt;/span&gt; and various hospital shows it is difficult to find a show that can rise above.  Especially when you watch TV from the “old rabbit ears” and receive only a few channels.  We have often been reminded lately that we are behind the times in terms of our television viewing by the DTV commercials.  But I have found one show whose plot leaves all others in the dust.  It is in its seventh season and is always much anticipated by America.  The plot?  The action-packed events of just one day in the life of our American government.  All that’s needed is 24 hours of material and the most vital of all people: Jack Bauer.  If you haven’t figured it out already, the show I am talking about is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;.  Jack Bauer is an American hero.  He served in the military and continues to serve his country in various ways, including being part of the Counter Terrorism Unit.  Even though CTU has been disbanded for some of its harsh terrorist interrogation tactics, it still lives on through Bill Buchanan, Chloe O’Brian, Tony Almeida, and Jack Bauer.  With no ties to the corrupt government, the new CTU is trying to stop domestic terrorists from working with the African warlords and destroying the infrastructure of the United States.  &lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer can do anything.  He is truly a hero.  In fact, Dwight Schrute looks to Bauer as a mentor.  So if Dwight can learn from Jack, what can we learn from him?  Well let’s begin: With the proper intel, we can break into or out of any place needed.  For example, Bauer broke out of FBI headquarters after Chloe hacked into the surveillance system and discovered where the guards were stationed.  So what can we take from this first lesson?  Well, where do you think that we as Christians can find the proper intel?  The Bible.  The Scriptures have all kind of intel that can lead us in the right direction.  There are 66 books in the Bible and all of them are full of precious intel.  The first bit of intel we need to learn about is that we are a sinful and fallen people.  That comes from Genesis chapter 3, the fall of man.  The second important piece of intel is that God has initiated His plan.  God’s plan is also unveiled in chapter 3 of Genesis, verse 15, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and her offspring; he shall bruise your head, and you shall bruise his heel.”&lt;/span&gt;  He continued to unveil His plan through the lives of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  Through Moses and  David.   Of course God has shared His plan with others I have not mentioned.  But God’s plan was ultimately revealed in Christ Jesus.  Romans has a lot of intel, including 3:23, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”&lt;/span&gt;  Romans 5:8 says, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”&lt;/span&gt;  And in Romans 6:23 we learn &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“The wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.”&lt;/span&gt;  When we have the proper intel, we find our way to Christ Jesus and to eternal life through Him.  &lt;br /&gt;What else can we learn from our friend Jack?  Here is lesson number two:  When we are properly armed, there is no force too big to reckon with.  How can we arm ourselves as Christians?  Well, that is pretty easy.  Let’s look at Ephesians 6:10-20 (ESV): &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. 11 Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil. 12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places. 13 Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm. 14 Stand therefore, having fastened on the belt of truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, 15 and, as shoes for your feet, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of peace. 16 In all circumstances take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming darts of the evil one; 17 and take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God, 18 praying at all times in the Spirit, with all prayer and supplication. To that end keep alert with all perseverance, making supplication for all the saints, 19 and also for me, that words may be given to me in opening my mouth boldly to proclaim the mystery of the gospel, 20 for which I am an ambassador in chains, that I may declare it boldly, as I ought to speak. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We arm ourselves not with earthly weapons, but with spiritual weapons because our enemy is not of this world.  We need to take the intel and use that to decide what kind of weapons and tactics we need to use to defeat our enemy.  Just like Jack can decide what to do in seconds, we must know the Word to be able to counter any attack that Satan will throw against us.  &lt;br /&gt;On final thing we can learn from Jack is that life is short, so do the most you can.  After all, it only takes 24 hours to single-handedly save the world from disaster.  We do not know how long we have on this earth.  We need to make the most of it.  Make sure you have and are nurturing a relationship with Jesus.  Take opportunities to share the Gospel with others.  Come before God with a sincere attitude.  Be confident in who you are through Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;We are saved by the grace of God through His Son Christ Jesus.  It is only by His mercy and grace that we can come before Him as unblemished.  We need to walk through this life here on earth with that confidence.  We need to share that with others so we can help save those who are lost.  Just like Jack Bauer sacrifices all for his country, we need to sacrifice all for the Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-2728335177939540695?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/2728335177939540695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/lessons-from-school-of-bauer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2728335177939540695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/2728335177939540695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/lessons-from-school-of-bauer.html' title='Lessons from the School of Bauer'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SXooQQXAelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rkxCyQrIJcU/s72-c/24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-159262477134555754</id><published>2009-01-19T10:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:05:40.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Tenth Avenue North&lt;br /&gt;Album: Over and Underneath&lt;br /&gt;Song: Love Is Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth Avenue North released their debut album &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Over and Underneath&lt;/span&gt; in May of 2008.  This song focuses on Christ and His love He has for us.  Those who are searching for satisfaction in life, this song directs you to the only one who can truly satisfy.  I encourage you to click on "Artist of the Week" to see the video on youtube, but first read the lyrics through a couple times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the Water, you who thirst and you'll thirst no more. &lt;br /&gt;Come to the Father, you who work and you'll work no more. &lt;br /&gt;And all you who labor in vain and to the broken and shamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is here. &lt;br /&gt;Love is now. &lt;br /&gt;Love is pouring from &lt;br /&gt;His hands, from His brow. &lt;br /&gt;Love is near, it satisfies. &lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy flowing from His side. &lt;br /&gt;Cause love is here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the Treasure, you who search and you'll search no more. &lt;br /&gt;Come to the Lover you who want and you'll want no more, no. &lt;br /&gt;And all you who labor in vain and to the broken and shamed, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is here. &lt;br /&gt;Love is now. &lt;br /&gt;Love is pouring from His hands, from His brow. &lt;br /&gt;Love is near, it satisfies. &lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy flowing from His side. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the bruised and fallen, &lt;br /&gt;Captives, bound, and broken hearted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the lord &lt;br /&gt;He is the lord, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By His stripes He's paid our ransom &lt;br /&gt;From His wounds we drink salvation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the lord &lt;br /&gt;He is the lord &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is here. &lt;br /&gt;Love is now. &lt;br /&gt;Love is pouring from His hands, from His brow. &lt;br /&gt;Love is near, &lt;br /&gt;It satisfies. &lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy flowing from His side. &lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy flowing from His side. &lt;br /&gt;Cause love is here &lt;br /&gt;Love is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-159262477134555754?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hGGanAZ2IwM' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/159262477134555754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/159262477134555754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/159262477134555754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week_19.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1519849921659873570</id><published>2009-01-13T14:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:11:11.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is Our Planer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWz1RJ3mjmI/AAAAAAAAABI/jhyrL9Ys2n4/s1600-h/plane.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWz1RJ3mjmI/AAAAAAAAABI/jhyrL9Ys2n4/s400/plane.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290873337309204066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in need of a 4 x4 for a project I was working on.  I knew just the one that I wanted to use -  the old weathered 24 inch piece of a rough cut 4 x 4 that has been outside in the weather for a couple of years.  I figured it was an old cedar or maybe a yellow pine that has been around for a few decades.  I decided I would take it down to my shop and plane down the four sides and just see what it was.  As I examined the piece to see if there were any nails or any other embedded objects I needed to remove, I noticed that the kerf from the saw blade was quite deep.  This wasn’t cut on any of the newer bandsaw sawmills, but from the older circular blade sawmills.  After examining the piece, I raised the planer to the appropriate level and started planing down one side.  The first pass was a real shallow pass and didn’t do a whole lot.  It looked to me that the wood was pretty weathered and dark.  I flipped it 90 degrees to do the other side and got the same result.  I lowered the planer a bit and let it go through again.  As it came out the other side I thought to myself, this is either really weathered or it is a different kind of wood than I thought it was.  As I looked over the planed side I realized by the grain pattern and the purplish brown color that it was a piece of walnut.  In my opinion, walnut is the prettiest wood that is grown in the US.  Nothing can beat a good piece of burly walnut.  I continued to plane down this piece of walnut until it was perfectly smooth and square.  I looked at it and thought, this is a beautiful piece of wood, it would be a shame to use it for the project I had going.  So, I didn’t.  Instead I used an old block of rough douglas fir.  When that was planed down, it looked a lot more useful in the situation that I needed it for.    &lt;br /&gt;I still have that piece of walnut I planed down over a couple months ago, sitting there waiting to be used to its fullest potential.  As I look at it, I think, are we as Christians sometimes like a chunk of wood?  To others we may look rough, gouged, cut, and even stricken with holes, but God doesn’t see us that way.  To Him we are beautiful, useful, and perfect.  It wasn’t a planer that made us that way.  Ironically it was a couple pieces of wood and three nails that led us to become that way.  God sent His only Son to die on a cross - two rough primitive pieces of wood fastened together to become the most horrendous execution device ever known to man.  As Jesus died, He brought with Him all the sins of the world, past, present, and future upon Him.  He cleansed us from those sins as He was resurrected on the third day.  Now when God looks at us, He doesn’t see an old weathered piece of wood mistaken to be something it isn’t, but he sees a beautiful, purposeful, perfect piece of wood.  &lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like a block of wood?  A little sanding and shaping and you can be formed into something magnificent.  But at the same time, we can fall and get dinged up and have to go through the same sanding and shaping process as before.  Sometimes I feel like a chunk of wood that has been worked on so much that I can’t even remember how big the tree was I came from.  But I do know one thing, the craftsman that is working on me is the best there is.  I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I can be turned into something beautiful and will be used in many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1519849921659873570?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1519849921659873570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-is-our-planer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1519849921659873570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1519849921659873570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-is-our-planer.html' title='Who Is Our Planer?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWz1RJ3mjmI/AAAAAAAAABI/jhyrL9Ys2n4/s72-c/plane.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-5007407298608370308</id><published>2009-01-09T10:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:10:45.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me introduce myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZj2nNXwwZo/SWeE3MGfi6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/qf-2YBgrbS0/s1600-h/Asher+Tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZj2nNXwwZo/SWeE3MGfi6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/qf-2YBgrbS0/s320/Asher+Tongue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289342371046067106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is Asher, I am a cute and loveable 5 month old.  My hobbies include playing with linkados, frogs, and ducks, I also like to spit up and dirty my diapers.  My parents are a lot of fun to play with, I think that they are very funny.  I like to laugh at them both.  Sometimes they play with me on the floor and they clap for me when I do really normal things.  It is kind of funny.  I mean, do you get clapped for when you roll over?  I do, and I guess I kind of like it.  One time my mom told me to do something and I didn't really want to do it, so I just stuck my tongue out at her.  You know what she did?  She said, "Oh, how cute, good boy Asher!"  So I guess this means that I will get praised for doing mischevious things.  Hey, I am not going to complain.  Well, by now you should know a little bit about me, I hope to be able to sneak on daddy's computer soon and write some more.  I am signing out, remember try to keep your diaper clean!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-5007407298608370308?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/5007407298608370308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-me-introduce-myself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5007407298608370308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/5007407298608370308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-me-introduce-myself.html' title='Let me introduce myself'/><author><name>Asher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05735329576212933509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZj2nNXwwZo/Sbkd5T_XmiI/AAAAAAAAABI/8dnW1s0H0L0/S220/Asher+in+Boonie+Hat+5+x+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZj2nNXwwZo/SWeE3MGfi6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/qf-2YBgrbS0/s72-c/Asher+Tongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1896477974581628197</id><published>2009-01-09T10:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:46:31.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Week</title><content type='html'>Artist: Fireflight&lt;br /&gt;Album: Unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;Song: Unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is about a person who has been beat down by others, by society, and by herself.  She is asking God to help her dream again, to show her where she needs to go.  The second verse is my favorite: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sometimes it’s hard to just keep going, But faith is moving without knowing, Can I trust what I can’t see, To reach my destiny, I want to take control but I know better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Artsit of the Week&lt;/span&gt; to get the youtube video of this song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Where are the people that accused me?&lt;br /&gt;The ones who beat me down and bruised me&lt;br /&gt;They hide just out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Can’t face me in the light&lt;br /&gt;They’ll return but I’ll be stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I want to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;I want to go there&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m not scared&lt;br /&gt;Now I am unbreakable, it’s unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;No one can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s hard to just keep going&lt;br /&gt;But faith is moving without knowing&lt;br /&gt;Can I trust what I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;To reach my destiny&lt;br /&gt;I want to take control but I know better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I want to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;I want to go there&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m not scared&lt;br /&gt;Now I am unbreakable, it’s unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;No one can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the fear it’s just a crutch&lt;br /&gt;That tries to hold you back&lt;br /&gt;And turn your dreams to dust&lt;br /&gt;All you need to do is just trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I want to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;I want to go there&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m not scared&lt;br /&gt;Now I am unbreakable, it’s unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;No one can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I want to dream again&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;I want to go there&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m not scared&lt;br /&gt;Now I am unbreakable, it’s unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;No one can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1896477974581628197?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCUfHQSsC2c' title='Artist of the Week'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1896477974581628197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1896477974581628197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1896477974581628197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-of-week.html' title='Artist of the Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-1391540256268344948</id><published>2009-01-09T09:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:58:53.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Bullhorn Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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When I first heard of him I thought he was a pretty cool pastor.  But the more I learned about him, the more I realized that his teachings don't really line up with the Word of God.  Now of course, this is my opinion (an opinion shared with many others).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; is part of the emerging church movement.  He likes to share messages of love and hope rather than the message that we are sinners and destined to go to Hell if we don't put our trust in the Lord Jesus Christ.  To be honest, his messages do make you feel good.  But are we supposed to get a warm fuzzy feeling when we read the Bible?  Should God's Word to us make us feel only happy and giddy, or should we also feel thankful that we are saved from the coming judgment if we believe on Jesus?  What is the purpose of Jesus’ death if, when we die, we will hear God say, "I guess you were pretty nice, so sure you can come on in to Heaven"?  No, the message of grace is that all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.  The wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.  If we believe in Jesus as our sacrifice for sin, we will be saved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These videos show a response to one of Rob Bell’s Nooma videos.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His video is titled &lt;i&gt;Bullhorn&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you haven’t seen this Nooma video, you should be able to get the message in the response videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7QnQW4tYF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7QnQW4tYF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJo34zVc-nQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJo34zVc-nQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-1391540256268344948?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/1391540256268344948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-bullhorn-guy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1391540256268344948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/1391540256268344948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-bullhorn-guy.html' title='Hey Bullhorn Guy'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893350548808281945.post-4924238092915518855</id><published>2009-01-07T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:07:14.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Office'/><title type='text'>Redact what?</title><content type='html'>Redact it!  What does that mean exactly?  I didn't really know until I looked it up in the dictionary.  I guess it means to put it in writing or, ironically, to take it out of writing.  The way I came up with the title was by recalling a fun quote from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;.  Here is the quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="height: 60px; width: 99%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20%;" class="quoteName"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jim Halpert:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 80%;" class="quoteText"&gt;Dwight tried to kiss me.&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 20%;" class="quoteName"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael Scott:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 80%;" class="quoteText"&gt;What?&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 20%;" class="quoteName"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jim Halpert:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 80%;" class="quoteText"&gt;And I didn't tell anyone because I'm not really sure how I feel about it.&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 20%;" class="quoteName"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dwight Schrute:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 80%;" class="quoteText"&gt;That is not true. Redact it. Redact it!&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 20%;" class="quoteName"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jim Halpert:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="width: 80%;" class="quoteText"&gt;Well, I'm not actually making a formal complaint. I just really think we should talk about it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am not sure if he meant to say retract or what the deal is, but it has been a household saying for a few years, at least in our house.  I guess the purpose of the blog is for me to redact things and also for you to tell me what I should redact in whichever sense of the word you feel is appropriate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2893350548808281945-4924238092915518855?l=redactthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/redact' title='Redact what?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/feeds/4924238092915518855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/redact-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4924238092915518855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2893350548808281945/posts/default/4924238092915518855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redactthat.blogspot.com/2009/01/redact-what.html' title='Redact what?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10031795005844825268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYA4GLr_vtA/SWVouimiKOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HuAHEPP4ltM/S220/Asher,+Turkey,+and+Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
