tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109927832011-04-21T11:42:07.569-07:00Do we need to have a direction? Sail where the wind takes you and you will find the horizon.Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-60226755537729262932007-10-21T23:58:00.000-07:002007-10-22T00:04:28.853-07:00

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-70882650791866148002007-02-15T11:39:00.000-07:002007-02-15T11:48:20.027-07:00

Well it seems as if God has yet again surprised me. I don't know why I continue to be surprised...I should just expect surprise(of course that would ruin the surprise!).Upon leaving youth ministry in Colorado, I sought God as to what He had for me next. I almost became a Young Adult pastor in Chicago, looked for other youth positions, and ended up overseeing Construction in AZ. Hmmm, not what I

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Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1129270481866062042005-10-13T22:08:00.000-07:002005-10-14T23:06:13.150-07:00

I long for things, such as the new iPod video or a 40' sailboat.I long for relationships, my wife and deep friendships.I long for God.Most of the time I get the order mixed up. Things, people, then God; or people, things, then God. Sometimes I get it right and God comes first. If I mess up the order of things, then I end up taking from people and things to fill up my life and feel good, even to

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1128925048358602992005-10-09T23:17:00.000-07:002005-10-09T23:19:34.016-07:00

Did you know that Prescott, AZ has an In and Out Burger? What is the world coming to?

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1128225990487869522005-10-01T21:04:00.000-07:002005-10-01T21:06:30.543-07:00

I was listening to a podcast of Ravi 'Let my people think' and he makes me never want to watch T.V. I need to think and talk more, and watch less!

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1127711673489374132005-09-25T22:09:00.000-07:002005-09-25T22:15:08.793-07:00

I bought a fireproof safe. I lost the keys. What is in there that is so important?

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1126418100055647412005-09-10T22:34:00.000-07:002005-09-10T22:57:06.233-07:00

I feel left out, so I must jump in. Poker rules, disaster updates, the state of...., heartache, confusion, some interesting pictures, blogging seems to have it all. I am so totally committed that I couldn't even log on to my own blog (seems my password somehow slipped out of my mind). I swore I would never write (mostly referring to a book) because I change to often and most of the time I need to

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1120243055714526732005-07-01T11:27:00.000-07:002005-07-01T14:59:47.203-07:00

I hate moving. Packing, loading, unloading, unpacking - a big circle filled with boxes. My theory is that you could drop every third box out of the truck during travel and you would never miss the stuff. The best part is the opportunity to unclutter. This begins with a garage sale, moves to the 'just throw it in the trash' phase, then finishes with a 'we will store it in the attic/garage' phase.

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1112328712257207482005-03-31T21:01:00.000-07:002005-04-04T19:56:29.446-07:00

My friend is sitting here playing his guitar (his appartment complex had a fire and they have now taken residence in our basement) and we are talking about worship. How do you plan a worship service? Why is it that style, song choice, and tempo matter? We would like to think it doesn't but I know it does for me and I don't like myself for it. Shouldn't I be able to ascribe worth to God in any

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1110990469493616642005-03-16T09:09:00.000-07:002005-03-16T09:29:49.340-07:00

Maybe this is just me, but here is how I feel about the days we live in;The more things change, the more they stay the same. Society shifts, culture evolves, and style cycles, but maybe most of all man stays the same. We are a selfish creature. Our twist on selfishness in the postmodern age is to be very polite about it:Selfishness: My thoughts are important - therefore I am right My

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Beware of the dogs...Phil. 3:2

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Many times in life we are scared, uncertain, in wonder, in awe, excited, mellow, and all the other spectrum of emotions. Why is it that as we grow older it becomes so easy for us to cover these feelings rather than express them as our children so easily do? Why can't we just grab our Father's hand, hold on for the ride, and experience new and wonderful things that are just a step ahead? We need

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1109396647913772682005-02-25T22:39:00.000-07:002005-02-25T22:44:07.913-07:00

A man travels throughout this country only eating McDonald's which throws his system into shock, liver problems, skin problems, and weight problems. He reflects what he eats. So what do we eat? Do we thrive for the word of God or scurvy ourselves into shock with junk food? Pick up the Bible, rediscover God, find your passion for Him - are you truly in love with Him or are you culturally trained

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1109186115492013702005-02-23T11:39:00.000-07:002005-02-23T12:15:30.903-07:00

Why is it that we (maybe just me?) react so strongly to being told what to do, when to do it, and how it should be done? When you really think about it, doesn't the very fact that someone else is making decisions for us relieve stress and responsibility for failure and allow us to just ‘go with the flow?’ Is there someone else that knows better than me? It makes me think that I am not as humble

Tyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00311716031550028455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10992783.post-1109030220997662322005-02-21T18:44:00.000-07:002005-02-21T16:58:32.776-07:00

It seems to me in my short life that we achieve more through suffering than through success. I don't mean to say that we ought to seek out suffering, but when faced with it we should react with some sense of hope. Hope you say? When crap happens? Yes, now I don't pretend that we will enter suffering with a silly smile or fake pretension that all is well because it ends well. It may not end well -

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