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margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 19px;"&gt;Integrity is defined b&lt;i&gt;y dictionary.com&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as: adherence to moral and ethical principles; soundness of moral character; honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 19px;"&gt;This world is all but devoid of integrity. Sadly, adults in the church are no different. In a research article that I read this weekend, 51% of the 25-55 year-old Christians surveyed, admitted to lying at least once in the past week. Worse yet, a staggering 67% of the 16-24 year-olds, professing a relationship with Christ, admitted to recent lying. The most common excuse- they didn't want to hurt another person's feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;As I've read the Scripture I have found references about lying. One in particular is Colossians 3:9, &lt;i&gt;"Don't lie to each other, for you have stripped off your old sinful nature and all its wicked deeds."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;He didn't pad it with: "unless it hurts somebody's feelings" or "unless it a harmless white lie" or "unless it's against a cold, large corporation"... it's very simple, lying is wicked. No excuses, no exceptions, no justifications. Lying is wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Be careful, Satan is sneaky. He will lead you to believe that integrity isn't that big of a deal. But God's word is plain, lying is wicked. All lying, including: "How do these shoes look?", "Does this dress make me look fat?", "Santa Clause is bringing presents!", "The Company will never know!", "The IRS will never find out!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;God places high value on integrity because the bottom line is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;LYING IS WICKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; cursor: default; position: static; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1814124163063890054?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1814124163063890054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/12/true-integrity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1814124163063890054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1814124163063890054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/12/true-integrity.html' title='True Integrity'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7780577489019928784</id><published>2011-11-19T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:35:39.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Sense of Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fall has been so busy that I've not had time to blog! Sometimes blogging slips down my priority list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God's way of doing things is amazing and sometimes comical. At times, I've been worried, and later looked back to laugh. God is truly in control. But. I continue to be thick-headed and forget. I fret over things, He comes through... AGAIN, and the cycle repeats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All of that to comment on my recent recollection of life experiences that have formed who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Of late, my ministry efforts have taken a certain "business world" flair. Tasks and decisions that are not so much taught in Bible college. It has been faith-building to realize God's hand at work in my life, forming me for-such-a-time-as-this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Occasionally, I deal with remorse about the hiatus I took from God, only to see how He used that time to build within me, abilities for a later date. Romans 8:28 comes to mind. He was able to take a messed up saga, a time when my back was turned to Him, and create usefulness. WOW!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God uses our past to create HIS future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7780577489019928784?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7780577489019928784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/11/gods-sense-of-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7780577489019928784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7780577489019928784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/11/gods-sense-of-humor.html' title='God&apos;s Sense of Humor'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3212312619877251072</id><published>2011-09-12T13:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:14:51.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Traveling has always been fun for me, especially if I'm driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The first real road trip that I set out on was to Florida following high school graduation. I shared that trip with my best friend, Tom. We were gonna sleep on the beach and fish and just hang out. It was an unforgettable experience. We still talk about it and that happened in 1983!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I had never been to New York City. So, on another occasion, I set out for the Big Apple. Allen was my partner on this excursion. We went to Time Square, Central Park and checked out the Statue of Liberty. I still have a picture of Lady Liberty with the Twin Towers in the background. I wouldn't trade that trip for money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A phone call resulted in yet another trip with my buddy, Josh. "Hey, I need to go out to Durango, CO to pick up a truck. Do you want to go and drive it back?" My response, "SURE!" We drove that Thursday night until noon the next day. Picked up the truck, had it serviced and headed back at 3:30 that afternoon. Drove all night and got back on Saturday... without sleeping. It was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Theresa and I went to Titusville, FL over this past Labor Day weekend. Left Thursday after work and drove all night. Surprised her friend that didn't know we were coming and enjoyed the weekend with their family. Fueled up and drove the return trip on Sunday night. We had a ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The significance of these trips isn't the destination, the vehicle or even the reason for travel. The trips were all about the companions. The conversations when you are road tripping are amazing. I look back at these trips and so many others and realize that God has blessed my life with SO many incredible friends. I'm blown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the road trip of life is all about the people along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-3212312619877251072?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3212312619877251072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/09/road-trips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3212312619877251072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3212312619877251072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/09/road-trips.html' title='Road trips'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3670458584270575189</id><published>2011-08-03T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:31:49.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expected Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lately, people have repeatedly said the words: "Unbearably hot". It IS hot, but unbearably? No. A friend who is working in the Middle East was recently home. When he left there, the temperature was 132. So, I can safely say our 109 high yesterday is bearable though certainly uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Comfort is something that we have come to expect. I'm writing this from a car dealership waiting room where it is cool, they have nice furniture, cable TV, coffee, restrooms are all immediately available. A far-cry from sitting on a stack of tires next to the desk in a garage. As would have been the expectation during most of the 20th century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When they walk into the church facilities, what do folks expect? Is there a difference in expectations between a follower of Christ and an atheist? Statistics tell us that 80% of atheists will attend church on a given Sunday, if invited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How important is personal comfort? People have different comfort needs. Who gets to be comfortable? Is it exclusive to facilities? What about an "uncomfortable message"?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In 1 Corinthians 9, the Apostle Paul wrote, "I want to bring the weak to Christ. Yes, I try to find common ground with everyone, doing everything I can to save some. I do everything to share the Good News and share in its blessing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do the followers of Christ understand this God-given, Pauline principle? Do we care about the unsaved to the degree of discomfort in our facilities, music style, and programming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As a church leader, I'm challenged by Paul to "step out of my comfort zone". I dislike that phrase because it overused and seldom achieved. But it is accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is: Christ did not call us to a life of comfort, rather sacrifice. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3670458584270575189?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3670458584270575189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/08/expected-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3670458584270575189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3670458584270575189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/08/expected-comfort.html' title='Expected Comfort'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1210509170067519542</id><published>2011-06-02T19:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:04:59.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working for the Right Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have worked my tail off for the last 11 days, I mean really. I'm talking 16+ hour days, no days off and hustling constantly. I don't want kudos for that, you'll see why as I continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The fact that people are displaced, lost jobs, lost homes and all of their earthly possessions has thrust me into action. Now, I sit back and survey. And I make myself a little bit sick. It has caused me to realize how materialistic I really am. Without tornados, there are people all around me that are bound for eternal destruction. All of their eternal possessions are gone. My ministry does not reflect the tenacity that it should in light of that. I put people off, schedule things for next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;, screen calls, etc. I have not done any of those things for the tornado victims. I have been running around like a wildman trying to take care of them. Don't get me wrong, I care immensely about their spiritual needs. I have shared the gospel with dozens of people in the wake of Jop511 (my nickname for Joplin EF-5 tornado in 2011). But I look back at my focus before Jop511. Did I care as intensely about those folk's need for Jesus as I am now caring for their need for water? My friend, Jeff, cut me a break on all this as I lamented about my carnality. He said, "Jesus met physical needs so that He would have the credibility to address spiritual needs." WHEW! Thanks, Jeff! I was about to condemn myself to Hell! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes Satan convinces us that we are bad. He has succeeded with me, recently. But God has taken that, and shown me that I need to be just as tenacious about the people I come in contact with and their need for the Lord, ALL THE TIME! Tornado, flood, hurricane, blue sky, rain, WHENEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God has begun a new work in me that He is bound to finish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1210509170067519542?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1210509170067519542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-worked-my-tail-off-for-last-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1210509170067519542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1210509170067519542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-worked-my-tail-off-for-last-11.html' title='Working for the Right Things'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3049130069649021857</id><published>2011-05-26T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:06:48.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts of God, Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am more certain than ever that God's power overwhelms Satan's aim at evil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;EF-5 tornado, 8th on the recorded severity list, over a hundred twenty-five dead. Tragedy beyond comprehension.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A night I'll never forget: Hauling people in the back of my pickup in wheelchairs bleeding and shivering to the hospital. Adam and I cutting the streets open to pass. Hauling a man to his children. Searching cars for victims. I did all that. Why? Because I'm a good guy like that. A "good ole boy" as it were. NO! FOR THE SAKE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, NO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I, if left to my own means, would have stayed at the house and watched on TV. So, why then? Why did I load up my chainsaw, go get big Adam and head into what looked and smelled like the depths of hell? Because Matt died some time back. He died and God took a selfish bulldozer and created something new. His power through the Holy Spirit enables me to work hard (16+ hours a day for the last 4 days). It's the prayers of righteous people who love the Lord and love me that fuel me on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus loves people and wants me to do the same. I love CCC's purpose: Love God, Love Others, Serve The World because that is what Jesus did while He was here and continues to do through His church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I used to be willing to work hard and long so that I could enjoy the gain. I have a new focus, a gain that will last eternally. Now, I work hard and long because the bottom line is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My life is an Act of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3049130069649021857?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3049130069649021857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/05/acts-of-god-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3049130069649021857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3049130069649021857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/05/acts-of-god-revisited.html' title='Acts of God, Revisited'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3041478618199878844</id><published>2011-05-09T14:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:20:56.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Acts of God" is the term that insurance companies use to describe&amp;nbsp;catastrophes such as those&amp;nbsp;our recent mission team to Alabama witnessed. I have done disaster response to 3 of these "acts". Hurricanes in Florida, flood is nashville and now tornadoes in Alabama. The power that created these indescribable messes amazes me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm inclined to look at all of these through the lens of the spiritual. Some ask, "Why would God do this?" I've been through this thought process and here's where I ended up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God created nature, the force behind the tornadoes, hurricanes and floods. Much the same, He created people (Adam and Eve). He created it all perfect. But for perfect love to exist it requires choice. Choice on the part of we as people. If He "made" us love Him, it wouldn't be love. It would be instinct or mechanical. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Love requires a conscious effort on our part to choose to be in a relationship with God, or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, there it is. A perfect world. One rule from the Creator, "Don't eat this fruit or you'll die." All is well until Adam and Eve ate the fruit, tainting the relationship. They did indeed die. First spiritually and then physically.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That spiritual death introduced something to the world, sin. Sin brought some bedfellows along: death, destruction, suffering and the like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sin introduced a war amongst God's creation. A war culminating in everything becoming flawed, people and nature alike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does God "act" through these things? Absolutely. But not in the way some might think. He doesn't act in the cause but rather the effect. It's God that causes unconcerned people to load up and go help those whom they've never met. It's God that causes people to give money to help those who are without homes. It's the force of God that causes the positive effects, the materialization of His love in places that might not otherwise have experienced it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God is the peace after the storm. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3041478618199878844?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3041478618199878844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/05/acts-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3041478618199878844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3041478618199878844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/05/acts-of-god.html' title='Acts of God'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7753676112624612153</id><published>2011-04-19T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:53:28.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomprensible love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;John 3:16 says, "For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've watched The Passion of the Christ several times and my limited cerebral capacity doesn't get it, I just don't understand why. Why would He do it? Love of that magnitude escapes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love my wife, I love my kids and I would like to think that I'd be willing to die for them but would I undergo the type of pain suffering and torture that Jesus did, on their behalf? Man, I don't know. Seriously, I doubt it. and I REALLY love them. It just doesn't compare. Compare, that's funny that I would even try to compare my love to the love of the Creator of the universe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That kind of love brings another passage in the Gospel of John into focus where Jesus says:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;John14:6) He bought and paid for us on Good Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Good Friday, what a crazy name for the day that Jesus showed His love for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It was Good alright, good for me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-7753676112624612153?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7753676112624612153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/04/john-316-says-for-god-loved-world-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7753676112624612153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7753676112624612153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/04/john-316-says-for-god-loved-world-so.html' title='Incomprensible love'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-731718877501588308</id><published>2011-04-10T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:15:18.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True or False?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Resurrection of Jesus brings about some assorted feelings. Living here in the Bible belt, lots of folks readily accept it as truth. Well, at least on the surface.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's easy to give lip-service to that around these parts. But, really, if a person truly believed that Jesus has resurrected from the dead, wouldn't that make it pretty easy to follow his teaching? I mean, if I believe that a semi truck is heavy, truly believe it, wouldn't I yield to it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The New Testament states over and over again that if we are in relationship with Jesus, obeying His teaching will be the result. In fact, He says that if we love Him that obedience assures us of eternal life but if we are disobedient, we are liars and are bound for Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Truth, Obedience, Submission are equal bedfellows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe we need to gauge our "faith" based on our obedience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Obeying the truth is pretty serious business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-731718877501588308?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/731718877501588308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/04/true-or-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/731718877501588308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/731718877501588308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/04/true-or-false.html' title='True or False?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7059142559305374533</id><published>2011-03-24T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:21:26.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been studying the book of Nehemiah. It's an account of Nehemiah's leadership role as the walls of Jerusalem were rebuilt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nehemiah was met with opposition from foreigners. They lied about him and tried to lure him away from the task that God had given him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;His workers had to be refocused half-way through as they were threatened by the same issues. The walls were completed in just 52 days and then they worshiped together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In reading about Nehemiah, it makes me pray for my own leadership abilities. Nehemiah worked alongside his workers, unafraid of the dirty tasks. He was focused on what God had called him to. Nothing could stop him. I question my motives and work ethic, "Where and how do I lead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We all lead in some fashion. There are those who look to us for guidance, who follow our example.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As a church leader, I want to be able to repeat the Apostle Paul's words to his followers, "Imitate me, as I imitate Christ." (1 Cor 11:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is: lead those whom follow you, to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7059142559305374533?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7059142559305374533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/03/lead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7059142559305374533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7059142559305374533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/03/lead.html' title='Lead!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8088311342292105153</id><published>2011-03-01T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:29:17.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taboo or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I had a conversation about giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some folks love to give. Others are stingy. It's got nothing to do with the person's location in the demographic cross section. There are affluent people who are stingy and miserable, &amp;nbsp;while some in poverty are filled with joy. The heart is the key. Self-ish or self-less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Within the church, it is one of those&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;touchy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;subjects. I'm not sure why. The Bible talks a lot about money. That said, at a minimum it's ok to preach about and the reality is, it should probably come up more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Through the years, I have heard scores of testimonies about God's provision. How a person gave and God provided. That's just how He rolls. But the heart is still the key. Some give out of duty, others love to share their blessings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Corinthians 9:6-8 completely explains it. Give cheerfully and God will give all you need PLUS enough to HELP OTHERS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Man, I'm trying so hard to do that and the bottom line is:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God is faithful so I GET &amp;nbsp;to help others. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8088311342292105153?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8088311342292105153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/03/taboo-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8088311342292105153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8088311342292105153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/03/taboo-or-not.html' title='Taboo or not?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8743565130855613473</id><published>2011-02-22T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:50:19.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Challenges in life come in many different forms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes we are challenged by circumstances that are beyond our control. Other challenges come as a result of decisions made. But the scope of challenges that I am currently facing are a direct result of God's presence at a recent conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This conference was directed at church leaders. There were 5000 of us there. It was exciting, almost electric. Then, it happened. A man began to say things that, to me, were as though God himself were speaking directly to me. I was challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At first I began to make mental excuses as to why I should back down from the challenge. But the longer he spoke, the more I realized the need to accept this imposition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The challenge? Be a leader! Not a leader by title, a leader by example. &amp;nbsp;A leader willing to step out in faith to uncharted places. A leader willing to sacrifice. A leader willing to take criticism. A leader, a true leader. A leader like Jesus. Am I willing to go that far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Because, the bottom line is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the world crucified Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8743565130855613473?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8743565130855613473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/02/challenges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8743565130855613473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8743565130855613473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/02/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2498039682413552883</id><published>2011-02-01T00:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:47:09.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Workers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've just returned from a short-term trip to Honduras. It's all the same, "been there done that" several times before. This was my first trip with a team comprised of only adults. It gave me the freedom to look around and pay attention to some things I'd never really noticed. I had never noticed how symmetrical that banana bunches grow. I had never noticed how little TV the Hondurans watch. I had never noticed how few of them smoke. Little things that aren't such a big deal. But for the first time, I noticed one thing of great significance: I noticed that all of the people in the mission that I work with (Mision Caribe) have a certain tenacity and work ethic that is rarely found so widespread in any given organization.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They all recognize the task at hand and press towards it. I never once heard "that's not my job". I never once heard, "Oh well, that's good enough." What I saw and heard was the best effort for the Kingdom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not saying that they are perfect, just focused. That impressed me, alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In Matthew 9:37-38, Jesus told His disciples, "The harvest is great, but the workers are few. So pray to the Lord who is in charge of the harvest; ask Him to send more workers in to His fields." I will pray for workers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is, we need more workers like those at Mision Caribe. Pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-2498039682413552883?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2498039682413552883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/02/workers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2498039682413552883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2498039682413552883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2011/02/workers.html' title='Workers'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1271256282592218359</id><published>2010-12-30T22:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:07:07.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward and Reverse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I was reading the last few chapters of the book of Revelation, I had to smile and read a paragraph to Theresa: (Revelation 21:22-27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw no temple in the city, for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple.&amp;nbsp;And the city has no need of sun or moon, for the glory of God illuminates the city, and the Lamb is its light.&amp;nbsp;The nations will walk in its light, and the kings of the world will enter the city in all their glory.&amp;nbsp;Its gates will never be closed at the end of day because there is no night there.&amp;nbsp;And all the nations will bring their glory and honor into the city.&amp;nbsp;Nothing evil&amp;nbsp;will be allowed to enter, nor anyone who practices shameful idolatry and dishonesty—but only those whose names are written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Without being weird or morbid, I can't wait for that. NO NIGHT! Sleep is such a a waste of time to me. Heaven will be amazing. Being in God's presence will be awesome in the truest sense of the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, I look back over 2010. It was my first year at CCC and I analyze the impact on the Kingdom. I can try to see just how much I allowed God to be in control of my life and use me. Well, the church attendance grew by over a 100 people, more than that were baptized into the Lord, our family groups grew, we did several service projects, we adopted Feed The Heart, a ministry to feed people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In retrospect, it looks good. TO GOD BE THE GLORY! But I'm reminded of my favorite passage (Eph 3:20):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm dreaming about 2011 and I'm dreaming BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is: I can't wait to see how God amazes me in 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7489820709649784170-1271256282592218359?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1271256282592218359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/12/forward-and-reverse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1271256282592218359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1271256282592218359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/12/forward-and-reverse.html' title='Forward and Reverse'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7934152849582812522</id><published>2010-11-10T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:40:56.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My influence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My recent study of the Scripture has taken me into the Old Testament. It's interesting to read the history of God's dealings with His people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I have read, I've laughed at the stupidity of the human race; shook my head at the brevity of faith that some people have had following God doing amazing things; and ultimately my studies have caused me to contemplated my own part in the Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's easy to scrutinize the actions of others. I do it all the time. Watching football, driving, give advice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But today, I was challenged. Challenged by the Facebook responses to the death of a standout high school athlete. His friends reminisced all of the times that they had partied together, done crazy things while in a drunken stupor, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The legacy that this guy left behind following his drug overdose was sad, to say the least.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So I ask myself a question: what would people post on FB about me? Would the posts read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Matt was a good ole boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Matt loved BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Matt was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That scares me. Scares me to think about what my God will say. Will He be proud of me? As I watch my life play back, will I have made a difference? Am I making the world a better place? But most importantly, do those in my life see Jesus in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is, I want to make a difference. A positive difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7934152849582812522?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7934152849582812522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-influence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7934152849582812522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7934152849582812522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-influence.html' title='My influence'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6207952477458257264</id><published>2010-10-05T09:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:01:58.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intellect</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="td1" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My 16 year old son has caused me to consider the place of intellect in my spiritual journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Corinthians 8:1 immediately comes to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Knowledges puffs up, love builds up." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I ask myself the question,&amp;nbsp;Why would I seek deeper intellect? Motive is extremely important for me. Do I seek depth so that I can better love others and use it to lead them into a relationship with Christ or to draw them nearer to Him? So, I've meshed my ideals with the those of others to come up with some questions and conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Is it about education? What credential enables someone to understand Scripture? Is a Ph.D. required? Clearly not, since some professors of theology and biblical studies use their knowledge to argue against the truth of God’s Word. What about a background in the sciences, in order to know the details of God’s creation? But some brilliant scientists conclude that the supernatural is absent from the natural world. In fact, We have the book of Acts 4:13 says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The members of the council were amazed when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, for they could see that they were ordinary men with no special training in the Scriptures" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Is education necessary to advance the Gospel? NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To go back to the passage in Corinthians, the Corinthian culture prized education. Now, learning is obviously not inherently evil, but the problem came when they valued it above the truth of God’s Word. Advanced degrees&amp;nbsp;or high I.Q. scores are not the foundations for our spiritual growth. Plus, God's wisdom can be contradictory to earthly wisdom. So does all this correlate? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Three things that I see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First, God the Father has prepared great things for us, wonders beyond the scope of our imagination or scientific discovery (Isaiah 64:4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Second, we must have the Holy Spirit (1 Cor 2:10-12). We are not left to our own limited devices—the Spirit has been given to us to enable us to know the words and deeds and character of God. Through the Spirit it is possible for us to understand spiritual truth and spiritual truth is the type of intellect we should seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Third, we have the mind of Christ. The word mind encompasses more than just intellectual capability; it includes the motive and attitude. Philippians 2 describes Jesus’ humility and love in this way: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You must have the same attitude that Christ Jesus had"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. Here is the key to our growth in knowledge—love for others in obedience to God that reveals spiritual discernment of the indescribable love of God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is that we need intellect that will last for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6207952477458257264?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6207952477458257264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/10/intellect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6207952477458257264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6207952477458257264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/10/intellect.html' title='Intellect'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2812966243722292602</id><published>2010-09-22T20:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:15:57.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why would we need to experience the Comforter if our lives are already comfortable?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Robin is my closest friend of more than 30 years. He's challenged me lots of times in lots of ways. Most recently, he asked this question of me and the rest of the staff at CCC: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why would we need to experience the Comforter if our lives are already comfortable?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That question relates to a passage in John 16 where Jesus promises to send the Comforter, The Holy Spirit. I had never thought about it that way...why would Jesus promise that if we weren't going to need it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When my walk with Christ is comfortable, what does that do to faith? In my estimation, it eliminates the need for faith. At least in terms of dependance. I suppose I could reword the question as: Do I live by faith?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I continue the query to myself with questions like: Do I follow Christ in such a way that, without God's intervention, it will fail miserably? Do I seek God's will every minute? Are my thoughts towards my life with Christ "comforted" because I have sought His guidance throughout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That passage in John 16 says that The Comforter will convict the world of it's sin. Ironically, last night Theresa and I talked with a young lady who needed comfort because her God-centered lifestyle had convicted those around her. Subsequently, she was experiencing persecution.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe that's why we don't need comforted, we aren't living lives that are pure enough to convict the world of anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We, as Christ's disciples, watch and listen to the same trash as entertainment, use the same vulgarities, struggle with the same sins as people who have never heard of Jesus. We are comfortable in our own little sloppy pens as so many pigs, awaiting slaughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When I am trying to live like Christ, I need comfort. When I'm living like the devil, I don't. And there's no "fence-riding" in between the two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is, sin is fake comfort resulting in eternal discomfort. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-2812966243722292602?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2812966243722292602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-would-we-need-to-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2812966243722292602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2812966243722292602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-would-we-need-to-experience.html' title='&quot;Why would we need to experience the Comforter if our lives are already comfortable?&quot;'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2280889630068927192</id><published>2010-09-08T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:17:14.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Expect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Because of the way our services went on Sunday, I've had to do some reflection. Reflection on my own personal prayer life and reflection on my leadership focus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Several people were drawn powerfully into the Lord's presence, some for what they considered the first time. To that, I say, "Hallelujah!" We all need to seek God's face with that fervor all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The direction that God's Word gives through the Apostle Paul is:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Don't worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank Him for all He has done."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I ponder my life, I consider the conversation that I enjoy with Theresa. I think about what she knows about the goings on in my life and then I compare it to what I've shared with my Lord. When I compare those, I realize why I'm so shocked when I encounter the Spirit of God as I did on Sunday. There are times when it would seem as though I don't even know him. Or I treat my Savior like the person wearing the headset at Sbux, I place my order and pull around expecting it to be filled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;These observations are pointless unless it creates a change. And it has. I am walking this winding road, to the left and a step behind Jesus. Just like they taught me in basic training. The difference: I can talk all that I want and I'm telling Him everything. I'm telling Him my joys and pains. I'm probably telling Him about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't want to be shocked when the Holy Spirit moves in such a powerful way, I want to get to a point where I expect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The bottom line is that my spirit longs to be with the spirit of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-2280889630068927192?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2280889630068927192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-to-expect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2280889630068927192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2280889630068927192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-to-expect.html' title='What to Expect'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-94892590512699864</id><published>2010-08-29T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:51:04.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What do you do when a church grows to the point that there aren't enough rooms for all the classes? We have rearranged classes to maximize our space time and again. People seem to be agreeable, for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I talked with a teacher this morning about relinquishing the large room he meets in and meeting in the library so a larger group could use that room. He said he'd work with whatever we had to do. I love working with the folks at CCC who share the vision! But that doesn't solve the problem, it just postpones it. A large share of my prayer time is spent on what to do when the postponing is done. And that time is not far away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's an awesome blessing. I wonder if God is testing my faith in His timing. I'm probably failing that test, to some degree. I'm nervous, as a minimum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But, God has always been faithful. I trust him. I really do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mostly, being a "planner" is a good thing. But not now. I'm comfortable when I have a plan. Maybe, just maybe, God doesn't want me to be comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bottom line is, I love to see the church grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-94892590512699864?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/94892590512699864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/94892590512699864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/94892590512699864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-to-do.html' title='what to do?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7089541706790900779</id><published>2010-08-10T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:06:03.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arm-chair QB Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why is it so easy to se other people's issues? I guess it applies to good and bad. But I think that we tend to lean to that negative side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This phenomenon applies to all of the layers of our lives. The average salary of a professional football QB is nearly $2 million but we see his mistakes very clearly from our armchairs. Little Johnny's teacher couldn't teach him how to tie his shoe, but he could certainly master that in an hour under our tutelage. If everyone had my driving skills, the roads would be much safer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus saw this happening. He addressed it like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"why worry about a speck in your friends eye when you have a log in your own? How can you think of saying to your friend, 'Let me help you get rid of that speck in your eye,' when you can't see past the log in your own eye? Hypocrite! First get rid of the log in your own eye; then you will see well enough to deal with the speck in your friends eye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some contend that Jesus was in essence saying, "Don't criticize" = "Don't judge". I don't see that. What I see is: Don't criticize an area of somebody else's life that you don't have in order in your own. Somehow, our culture has equated criticism with judgment and they try to back it up with this passage in Matthew 7. The key teaching is against hypocrisy. Jesus had a huge problem with the sin of hypocrisy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But...there's a way to deal with all this such that everyone wins. It involves the most outstanding quality of Jesus, love. Love for others and their well-being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am encouraged by someone who has their family in order and they lovingly give advice from their experience on teen child-rearing practices. The desire to do better grows in me when a gifted speaker suggests that the number of times I use the word "ok" might be distracting to folks when I preach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God said it best through the apostle Paul, "...faith, hope and LOVE--and the greatest of these is love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7089541706790900779?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7089541706790900779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/arm-chair-qb-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7089541706790900779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7089541706790900779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/arm-chair-qb-love.html' title='Arm-chair QB Love'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-4887068625164492912</id><published>2010-08-04T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T20:15:37.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipleship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;According to the Wikipedia dictionary, a&amp;nbsp;disciple&amp;nbsp;is a follower and student of a mentor, teacher, or other wise figure; and Jesus described what His disciples (followers) would do: &lt;i&gt;Matt 16:24&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then Jesus said to his&amp;nbsp;disciples, “If any of you wants to be my follower, you must turn from your selfish ways, take up your cross, and follow me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He began with unselfishness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Selfishness is perhaps the greatest enemy of following Christ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm selfish in different ways at different times. I'm selfish with my time, I'm selfish with my stuff, I'm selfish with my money. Presently, I'm seeing the selfishness that I have with time. &amp;nbsp;Not that I want to spend all my time on myself but rather my lack of patience with others. The false idea that my time is more valuable than theirs. I'm really trying to give time to the ones that God has placed in my midst.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus set the perfect example of giving, His very life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I look at my life, I am finding ways to give. To give it away, not to be self-less in the eyes of those who see, but to emulate the God that I have proclaimed to serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-4887068625164492912?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/4887068625164492912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/according-to-wikipedia-dictionary-a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/4887068625164492912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/4887068625164492912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/08/according-to-wikipedia-dictionary-a.html' title='Discipleship'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7451022190777684373</id><published>2010-07-13T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:09:55.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A well-watered Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Shout with the voice of  a trumpet blast. Shout aloud! Don’t be timid. Tell my  people Israel of their sins! Yet they act so pious! They  come to the Temple every day and seem delighted to learn all  about me. They act like a righteous nation that would  never abandon the laws of its God. They ask me to take action on  their behalf, pretending they want to be near me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘We have fasted before you!’  they say. Why aren’t you impressed? We have been very  hard on ourselves, and you don’t even notice it!’ “I will  tell you why!” I respond. “It’s because you are fasting to  please yourselves. Even while you fast, you keep  oppressing your workers.&amp;nbsp; What good is fasting when you keep on fighting and quarreling? This  kind of fasting will never get you anywhere with me.&amp;nbsp; You humble yourselves by  going through the motions of penance, bowing your heads like  reeds bending in the wind. You dress in burlap and cover  yourselves with ashes. Is this what you call fasting? Do  you really think this will please the L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;nbsp; “No, this is the kind of fasting I want: Free those who are  wrongly imprisoned; lighten the burden of those who work for  you. Let the oppressed go free, and remove the chains  that bind people. Share your food with the hungry, and give shelter to the  homeless. Give clothes to those who need them, and do not  hide from relatives who need your help. “Then your salvation will come like the dawn, and your wounds will quickly heal. Your godliness will lead you  forward, and the glory of the Lord&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will protect you from behind.&amp;nbsp; Then when you call, the Lord&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will answer. ‘Yes,  I am here,’ he will quickly reply. “Remove the heavy yoke of  oppression. Stop pointing your finger and spreading vicious  rumors!&amp;nbsp; Feed the  hungry, and help those in trouble. Then your light will  shine out from the darkness, and the darkness around you will  be as bright as noon. The Lord&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will guide you  continually, giving you water when you are dry and  restoring your strength. You will be like a well-watered garden, like  an ever-flowing spring. Some of you will rebuild the deserted ruins of your cities. Then  you will be known as a rebuilder of walls and a restorer of  homes. (Isaiah 58:1-12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;God has called His followers to be ACTIVE. Not politically active, but what I call "People Active". Our following of the Lord entails more than doing "religious" things. Specifically mentioned in this passage are: fasting, prayer, motions of penance. He had obviously looked around and seen people going through the motions without doing God's will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our actions are judged by God on a rudimentary level...motive. When our motives (hearts) are right, we naturally do things that please God. Isaiah names a few People Active methods of worship: free the oppressed, be good to your employees, share with those less fortunate, help people, don't gossip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And there's a promise, God will bless us. Like a well-watered garden, an ever-flowing spring, rebuilder of homes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are a lot of homes that need rebuilt. Families in shambles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Church, it's our job to fix it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7451022190777684373?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7451022190777684373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-watered-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7451022190777684373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7451022190777684373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-watered-garden.html' title='A well-watered Garden'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6263687091582222897</id><published>2010-07-02T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T09:48:00.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>I need to start out by quoting Joshua 1:9: &lt;i&gt;"This is my command—be strong and&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;courageous! Do not be afraid or  discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we have direction from the Lord. In fact, a command. There are no exceptions mentioned. Basically, we are to trust God...ALWAYS. And not just trust Him, but be strong in the process.&lt;br /&gt;I think my communication process with God is the biggest contributing factor to the equation of courage. When I am constantly, intentionally in His presence, I am more apt to be courageous. When I spend time in real conversation with God.&lt;br /&gt;That involves the way I approach his word. How I read it, if I gloss over words or if I read listening for God's small voice. It beckons response from me. I tell Him what hurts, I tell Him what's cool, I talk to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;He loves me like none other, in storms and in good times.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I try to avoid storms. Crazy thing, when I look back at my life experiences, I know that the storms bring tremendous growth. The storms are the richest times. The trials are proving grounds for the relationships in my life. The storms reveal who the people are that understand what and who the church is; the people who desire to be Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;The storms can be wet and cold and scary. The wind can blow so hard that I have difficulty hearing God's voice. I am often reminded that I need to constantly listen to God's voice so that I know it, that I recognize His voice when the winds blow. When I don't recognize His voice, it seems hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;God's voice whispers hope.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the whisper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6263687091582222897?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6263687091582222897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/07/storms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6263687091582222897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6263687091582222897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/07/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5251670644168678425</id><published>2010-06-09T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:29:54.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because of a meeting yesterday, I spent some time considering the culture in which I live. Southwest Missouri. Very rural, though some would like to think otherwise. I know urban, been there and this is NOT it. I'm glad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;People here know about hay and cows and horses. They are football and baseball fans. They like get-togethers, cookouts, and Starbucks. They remover their hats for the National anthem and bow their heads during a prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most would say that they are Christians. Christian being defined as someone who believes in God and goes to church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's what perplexes me. A biblical definition of "Christian" is to be a follower of Christ. That would mean to follow His example, obey His commands and grow in relationship to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The priority structure in SW MO is all but Christian. Fishing and ball games trump church attendance. Is church attendance the end all for spiritual growth? Not necessarily, but it certainly is an indicator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Parents "encourage" their kids to be involved in extra-curricular activities under the assumption that it makes them better people. I beg to differ. Having worked with teens for 20+ years, I see the effects and they are not positive. They become obsessed with a sport that will mean zero in 10 years. They give up summer trips that can be life-changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the adults, the schedules of the kids creates stress on marriages especially in multi-child homes. Dad is going one way while mom goes the other. Meeting back at home exhausted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A couple passages of scripture directly address the complexity, or lack of, in our lives: &lt;i&gt;1 Thessalonians 11-12 Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business  and to work with your hands, just as we told you, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;so that your daily life may win the respect of  outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;1 Timothy 2:1-4 I urge, then, first of  all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for  everyone—for kings and  all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all  godliness and holiness. This  is good, and pleases God our Savior, who wants all men to be saved and to come to a  knowledge of the truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The lifestyles aforementioned are not "quiet" or "peaceful". In fact, all of that activity leads to all sorts of issues. Issues that disagree with being a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This busyness creates problems within the church. Folks don't have time to serve, they don't have time to be involved in the things that draw others to the Kingdom. When unbelievers look at the lives of "Christians" they see no difference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Busyness, could it be the most powerful tool in Satan's arsenal against our culture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5251670644168678425?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5251670644168678425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/06/busyness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5251670644168678425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5251670644168678425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/06/busyness.html' title='Busyness'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6699530904281696512</id><published>2010-05-26T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:38:11.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Leadership is not an easy task. I know a lot of people who look at those who are self-employed with envy. They say, "I wish I could be my own boss" or "I wish I was the supervisor". Unbeknownst to them, those jobs are typically very demanding and require a special gifting that not everyone has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;James 3:1 tells us, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear brothers and sisters,&amp;nbsp;not many of you should become teachers in the church, for we who teach will be judged more strictly." Obviously, teaching is a leadership position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Leaders tends to take all of the criticism, as well. They are the folks who are willing to take a risk for the betterment of the organization. Risks can involve pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the church, that pain goes even deeper. It can cause some to misunderstand motive and, subsequently, leave the body of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Biblical leadership involves love and gentleness. It involves the reining in of our prideful tendencies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Blessed are the meek, Jesus said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord, help me to be meek and yet lead like Jesus led.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6699530904281696512?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6699530904281696512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/leadership.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6699530904281696512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6699530904281696512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-4959419940181308888</id><published>2010-05-19T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:06:26.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life to the fullest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Almost done with our men's Bible study. Tonight's discussion was the best yet. Topic- Life to the Fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It was Jesus' intent for us to live life to the fullest, but what does that mean? Does it mean that Jesus wanted me to have fun at everything and be on the go so that I could do and be it all? I doubt it. My reasoning? We have to mesh that statement from Jesus in John 10 with what James writes. James said that we would grow through adversity, not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, I led the guys in a discussion about that. Times of personal growth, here's what a few said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"when my income went from $200,000 to zero following a heart attack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"when I was electrocuted and nearly killed and couldn't care for myself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"when I had a wreck and was paralyzed" (spoken from his wheel chair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"when my wife was diagnosed with cancer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"when I served people in a 3rd world country and recently in Nashville"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nobody grew closer to God when they graduated or got a new job or bought a new car or new house or got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Strange. Seems backwards to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh wait, I forgot. The Kingdom of God IS backwards to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I guess the real question is am I willing to grow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If I say yes, there are some cool things that the Lord has done for me. Some scripture comes to mind:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;James 1:12&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px;"&gt;God blesses those who patiently endure testing and temptation. Afterward they will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:11-13 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.&amp;nbsp;But how can one keep warm alone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17394" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Though one may be overpowered,&amp;nbsp;two can defend themselves.&amp;nbsp;A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28:19-20&amp;nbsp;Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in&amp;nbsp;the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24213" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we persevere, we are strong TOGETHER and He is with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I say no, only one scripture comes to mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Revelation 3:16&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, because you are&amp;nbsp;lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Growth is good ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-4959419940181308888?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/4959419940181308888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-to-fullest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/4959419940181308888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/4959419940181308888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-to-fullest.html' title='Life to the fullest'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-163368658279101736</id><published>2010-05-12T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:27:22.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Working with the flood victims in Nashville reminded me of the hurricanes and the damage they caused when we lived in Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's heart wrenching. We met a man and his teen son and helped them for a couple hours, they were moved nearly to tears because we helped them. We completely gutted an older, crippled man's house and there were so many things in there that I'm sure were meaningful to him that ended up in the trash heap. I was glad that he wasn't there to see it. It also helped keep our pride factor from swelling, purified our motives. We did it to be Jesus' hands and feet to hurting people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the hurricanes ravaged Florida, people had insurance. So many of those affected by the flood didn't. David and I chatted as we drove home and I mentioned a potential threat to those uninsured flood victims- suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There are so many people who have placed their hope in treasures of this world and a catastrophe is more than they can bear. I guess that's the fuel for my passion to go. Hope for hopeless people. The church being their in Jesus' stead, open-armed and willing. I am so grateful for people to serve alongside that encourage me and create the "cord of 3 strands" that is not easily broken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes I think a weak church is only strengthened through these "acts of God" as they are referred to by insurance companies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The flood, a weird kind of blessing or perhaps I should call it opportunity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-163368658279101736?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/163368658279101736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/flood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/163368658279101736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/163368658279101736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/05/flood.html' title='The Flood'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5318756108134190645</id><published>2010-04-27T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:22:27.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are promised in God's word that we will be persecuted. I hear those who preach the "health and wealth gospel" and wonder if they have ever read the book of James.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That promise of persecution isn't punishment or payment, it's preparation. It is the thing that makes our faith strong. I'm reminded of the Damascus type shotgun barrels that received their strength from heating, beating, bending and twisting...over and over. Ironic that the name sake for those old barrels is the place that Saul was headed when he met the Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In that encounter, Paul was blinded, made weak. Led by the hand into town. Through this shaping set of circumstances, he was to be the most influential writer in history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, PREACH IT! JAMES, tell the world of the strength that comes through being weak, persevering, and being molded into God's image. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5318756108134190645?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5318756108134190645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/perseverance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5318756108134190645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5318756108134190645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/perseverance.html' title='Perseverance'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6319902435152688537</id><published>2010-04-14T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:22:18.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am daily trying to better understand and live in God's flow. I guess I could also call it "God's Will for Me". It's about being who he intended me to be, influencing people for Him, living for Him... being Him, in my personality. Using all the weirdness of Matt to be Jesus today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that when I am most like Jesus, I am most content. I am most happy. I am most productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I keep trying harder, but I read a new term yesterday...Try SOFTER. Hmmm, maybe I try too hard at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember playing music with a guy who would say, "Relax, we are playing like we are constipated." It was funny, but I knew what he meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe God is telling me that I am living like I'm constipated. Trying too hard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to be able to live effortlessly in God's flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6319902435152688537?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6319902435152688537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6319902435152688537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6319902435152688537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/flow.html' title='The Flow'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1379846142914611766</id><published>2010-04-09T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:22:02.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Near death...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, as I encountered what felt like the threshold of death, I was thinking: will I be scared when I actually face death face to face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now, I joke and say that I can't wait. But will that be the case? Will my faith prove strong in that moment? I think so. I have faced many scary things in my life but the power of God always wins the battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus promised that. He promised that he would be with us always. Fear isn't always the sign of a lack of faith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I think back to when Jessica was little. We would ride the 4-wheeler out in the woods and there was this one tall stump, maybe 5 feet tall. I would stand her up on it and she would jump into my arms. I could see the fear in her little eyes, but she jumped. She had faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that God is much more deserving of my trust than I ever could be, even for my own child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I do look look forward to jumping out of this world into His arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1379846142914611766?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1379846142914611766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/near-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1379846142914611766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1379846142914611766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/near-death.html' title='Near death...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3037894515343583606</id><published>2010-04-01T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:21:33.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"love one another"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sitting here with the breeze blowing through the living room thinking what a beautiful evening it is. My heart and mind are taken back to the Thursday before Jesus' crucifixion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Many refer to it as Maundy Thursday. It's a day that is celebrated a couple different ways.Through&amp;nbsp;feet washing and/or meals shared together. Maundy meaning "to love one another".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In the realm of Christianity we celebrate a lot of things. But I'm not sure that there is a time that should evoke celebrating more than this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As this marvelous wind blows through, I reminisce the good times and all of the incredible people that God has allowed to accompany me on this winding road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-3037894515343583606?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3037894515343583606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-one-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3037894515343583606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3037894515343583606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-one-another.html' title='&quot;love one another&quot;'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2192157357486396419</id><published>2010-03-25T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:19:00.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God's grace. What is grace? I would define it using the level of intellect that I possess as "the taking away of deserved consequences". That definition works when I get stopped by a policeman and he lets me off. It works when Jeremiah doesn't complete an assigned shore and I don't punish him. It even works if I don't pay my electric bill on time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How does it work for a God that created everything, becoming a man, walking in absolute perfection, being tortured, dying, resurrecting Himself and returning to Heaven...so that I can do wrong and be forgiven do wrong again and be forgiven and again and again?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How does that work? In my own mind that factors things against fairness, it doesn't work. It's not fair. I was taught as a youngster to play fair. I expect the judicial branch of our government to be fair. Employers to treat their workers fair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Grace isn't fair. Not to God. Grace isn't fair to people. I know some people who are followers of Christ that are "good" people. Haven't done much of anything wrong. They were obedient children, good students, hard workers, church-attenders, on and on. I know others who have awful pasts. Murderers, drunks, child-molesters, cheaters. All of the above are equally forgiven and grace covers them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nope, grace isn't fair. But as a middle-of-the-roader on all of this "goodness", I'm glad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I smile, look to the heavens and sing almost daily beaming with gratitude that my God loves me enough to allow me access to grace. Grace that I cannot nearly define. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-2192157357486396419?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2192157357486396419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2192157357486396419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2192157357486396419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6448693295593663623</id><published>2010-03-24T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:30:05.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God has created me to be a specific way, a one-of-a-kind person. A little more energized than the average guy, a little louder, more emotional, less than timid, compassionate on occasion...me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I long to take all that I am and be the best &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; that I can. I can't do it. I have to enter into God's flow and be swept to it. I have to allow Him control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe that there are some people in this world, though I don't always know who they are, that &amp;nbsp;only I will be able to influence for the Lord. Some people that will respond to the person that God has created me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I need to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6448693295593663623?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6448693295593663623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6448693295593663623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6448693295593663623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1513213766487937652</id><published>2010-03-18T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:08:00.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the son of a good ole boy and an old-fashioned gal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the brother of a red-neck and a metro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;a lover of a Proverbs 31-caliber woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;father of a soft-hearted angel and a mischievous missionary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;a connoisseur of beef...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;a preacher of the Gospel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;mentally mechanical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sensitive to people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is who I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord, take all of me and make me into something better than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Oh, that you would bless me and expand my territory! Please be with me in all I that do, and keep me from all trouble and pain!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/7489820709649784170-1513213766487937652?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1513213766487937652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1513213766487937652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1513213766487937652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-i-am.html' title='Who I Am'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7804643218292260034</id><published>2010-03-09T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:12:36.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Good friend of mine is now mourning the death of his mom. I know that he told her of God's love and the saving grace of Jesus. She made her decision, and only God knows what the outcome is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I watched as a family planned a funeral for their sister. It was pretty obvious that she didn't know Jesus. I had an immediate gut reaction, TELL THEM! A gut reaction placed in me by the Holy Spirit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"Go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 6px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's no "do overs" with eternity. People may only have one chance to hear. But am I taking advantage of that chance and telling them?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sobering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7804643218292260034?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7804643218292260034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/tell-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7804643218292260034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7804643218292260034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/tell-them.html' title='Tell them'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2994576853237136297</id><published>2010-03-05T08:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:34:20.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I've been preparing to speak on David's Mighty Men, I've given much thought to "mightiness". As a follower of Christ, the world is backwards compared to The Kingdom of God. What made Jashobeam, Eleazar and Shammah so noteworthy as being mighty? Was it their amazing battle records? Was it David, their leader?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I think the that their base strength came from their dedication to the Lord. That fleshed itself out in their actions. Much like Paul's instruction to the Roman church: Don't be conformed to this world. Think differently, think the way God thinks and that will change how you act. Nonconformity will make you a mighty warrior. That will make you wrestle in prayer as Epaphrasis did for the Colossians. When I'm wrestling for people and factor myself out of the equation, God's will becomes clearer. Wow, sounds just like Romans 12:2. Crazy how God is true to His word. As I wrestle in prayer for people that I love, their future places in ministry, their health, their salvation God speaks to me and it's REALLY cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So I have to ask myself, why don't I reserve more time in my "busy schedule" for wrestling, the very connection to God's might? A primary goal for my life, wrestling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God give me the guts to wrestle as Jacob wrestled, seeking your blessing in the form of guidance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-2994576853237136297?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2994576853237136297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/mighty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2994576853237136297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2994576853237136297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/03/mighty.html' title='Mighty'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8306165953544115245</id><published>2010-02-27T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:46:27.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just watched an old documentary about Hitler. It makes me nearly sick. How can a man be so filled with hatred that he would murder millions?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then my mind wandered to "Germany has such deep spiritual roots." ands then I thought "America has such deep spiritual roots."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Makes me wonder if there's any possibility that we, as a nation, could follow suit. On that rabbit trail of thought, what group or nationality would be the hated lot? Could it be Christians?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That would make a great Tim LaHaye book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8306165953544115245?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8306165953544115245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/hatred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8306165953544115245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8306165953544115245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/hatred.html' title='Hatred'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8215016327132708682</id><published>2010-02-20T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:29:43.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Action="Friend of God"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Creative Church Conference was a huge encouragement/learning experience for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The speakers that were there, all men who've pastored churches through strong growth, shared advice about growing a healthy church. Healthy churches should grow. People in healthy churches share Christ, they excitedly invite others to church services and events and then the Holy Spirit does only what He can do: convicts their hearts and some concede to His calling. The church grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During the growth process that God has called me to, I have to be evert mindful of His direction. Listening, tuned in and not "bull-dozering" ahead as I am so inclined to do. UGGGH, my personality weaknesses make me crazy sometimes! But then God speaks to me through another staff member, it's so cool...the Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At any rate, lots of ideas swirl through my head as I contemplate ministry. Through this, I strive to remember that ideas are great but I believe James said it best in James 2,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don’t you remember that our ancestor Abraham was shown to be right with God by his actions when he offered his son Isaac on the altar?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;You see, his faith and his actions worked together. His actions made his faith complete.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so it happened just as the Scriptures say: “Abraham believed God, and God counted him as righteous because of his faith.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was even called the friend of God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;So you see, we are shown to be right with God by what we do, not by faith alone."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8215016327132708682?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8215016327132708682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/actionfriend-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8215016327132708682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8215016327132708682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/actionfriend-of-god.html' title='Action=&quot;Friend of God&quot;'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5607821004658938582</id><published>2010-02-15T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:43:18.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fireplace is crackling in the background, just prayed for my son before he went to bed. Theresa hit the hay about an hour ago and Jess is snuggled away in her apartment. My sleep patterns are messed up. I sleep well about every third night and tonight isn't that night. So I took a couple OTC sleeping pills that have made me a little drowsy, which helps an ADHD guy like me focus enough to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God is good, all the time. Even when those terrible things happen. I've lived long enough to trust him in tragedy, I've seen "things work together for good".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On occasions like this, I feel his presence in that still, small voice kind of way. It's very comforting to know that He reigns while I sleep and He protects me to the degree that He is glorified. I'm still on the brink of grasping that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jeremiah and I discussed heaven the other night and came to the conclusion that we can't fully comprehend it, He doesn't want us to. He wants us to listen to the soothing voice of His spirit and imagine...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can only imagine. What it will be like, when we walk by His side. Will I stand in is presence or to my knees will I fall, I can only imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And anxiously await the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Come quickly Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5607821004658938582?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5607821004658938582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5607821004658938582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5607821004658938582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/02/imagine.html' title='Imagine'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6496983226169691624</id><published>2010-01-30T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T18:32:25.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder, am I sensitive to the needs of people? I struggle with being sensitive to their feelings, as in, I say stuff that comes out wrong. But do I see their needs?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus was hyper-sensitive to those needs. It's thick in the Gospels. Health needs- He healed the sick and lame, daily needs- He fed the crowds and paid taxes, leadership needs- He taught classes on prayer and giving and exhortation, spiritual needs- He forgave sin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then there's the example of Paul. Much of the same. Especially the leadership side. He taught how to be a pastor, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;to prepare God's people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I guess the question I am asking myself is, "Am I looking at people and thinking, What can I do to help them serve to build the church?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm in over my head! Praise God, He showed that I'm inadequate :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6496983226169691624?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6496983226169691624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6496983226169691624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6496983226169691624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1907184835126946322</id><published>2010-01-19T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:14:33.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sold Out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have heard lots of people use the term "Sold Out" as they describe their walk with Jesus. Meaning that they had given it all to Jesus, but last night I walked past the now closed B. Dalton Bookstore, I reconsidered the phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember going past the store, when it was open, and seeing thousands of books on most every topic. Books about cooking, racing, self-help, religion, SAT/ACT testing, How to, you name it, they probably had it. But as I looked inside last night, all of the shelves were empty. It was sold out. Empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've heard lots of people claim being sold out, but the number of them that had emptied themselves to that degree is much smaller. We all seem to want to hang on to our "pet sin".&amp;nbsp;We compartmentalize that thing, claim complete surrender to Christ, and the church suffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The book of Acts records a few of the amazing things that happened with the early church. People coming to Christ by the thousands from one sermon, people giving up their possessions for the needy, miraculous healing, people being martyred. Things that are seldom witnessed in the current American church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sold out. I wonder... if we emptied ourselves like B. Dalton and presented God our entire self what would happen in the American church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1907184835126946322?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1907184835126946322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/sold-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1907184835126946322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1907184835126946322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/sold-out.html' title='Sold Out?'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3316482245573580169</id><published>2010-01-12T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:49:01.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Obedience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Simple obedience. That's all God wants. It's always been what He's wanted. The crazy problem is that obedience is the way to experience life at the extreme level that God wants for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In my life, the mountain-top experiences have come when I was obedient to God's guiding. The things that I would never have imagined happening, the relationships that have carried me in bad times, the people that make my life amazing...all of these are connected to simple obedience. Maybe obedience to the call to GO, maybe obedience to the call to SERVE, perhaps the obedience to LOVE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yep, the amazing things in my life are all tethered to obedience to The Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3316482245573580169?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3316482245573580169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3316482245573580169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3316482245573580169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-obedience.html' title='Simple Obedience'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5871298564162686684</id><published>2010-01-07T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:02:56.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even a hint...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God's holy people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Not even a hint" wow, that's a tall order. That would include every aspect of my life: what I watch on TV, movies, music, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Not even a hint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5871298564162686684?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5871298564162686684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-even-hint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5871298564162686684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5871298564162686684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-even-hint.html' title='Not even a hint...'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8780435191002206869</id><published>2010-01-06T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:31:04.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Last July, Tommy Oakes challenged me to pray and ask God to send workers for the harvest, daily. Well, I haven't done that but I am praying &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for workers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God has already started to answer my prayer as I have seen Ashley and Jeremiah commit to doing missions work. I've also witnessed how families have been "the workers" as they, along with the church, share the Good News of Jesus with children and spouses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The harvest is obviously plentiful. The workers are few, but it is awesome to see God using us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8780435191002206869?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8780435191002206869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-july-tommy-oakes-challenged-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8780435191002206869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8780435191002206869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-july-tommy-oakes-challenged-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8443971733311735339</id><published>2010-01-05T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:23:55.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, it's a new year. The YMCA parking lot is full. All those New Years Resolutions that are bound for failure. Not pessimism, realism. Happens every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder, with all the problems that people are experiencing in their relational world, why weren't the worship services packed out on Sunday?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why do we care more about our physique than eternity? Age-old question, I suppose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord...in 2010. Oh yeah, I'm gonna be under 200 by the end of February, too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8443971733311735339?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8443971733311735339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8443971733311735339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8443971733311735339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-2178676587411080027</id><published>2009-12-15T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:10:48.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I was reading Proverbs 15 today, the last verse happened to be the one that Caught my attention. "&lt;i&gt;Humility come before honor"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There are so many people who long to be important, even in the Kingdom of God. But in this upside down kingdom, the servants are greatest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord, make me a servant...like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-2178676587411080027?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/2178676587411080027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/honor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2178676587411080027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/2178676587411080027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/honor.html' title='Honor'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7990645099199700655</id><published>2009-12-13T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:56:11.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm really not a Christmas person but I absolutely love listen to little kids sing and do Christmas programs. The kids at C3 did an amazing job with their musical tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't imagine the number of hours that have been invested between the volunteers, the kids, the parents, the stage crew...a bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But for what purpose? Well, a huge purpose. There were dozens of visitors there tonight. They saw the bride of Christ at her best, we even had enough finger-food for the 300-ish crowd. Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God, help us as we tend to the seeds that were planted tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7990645099199700655?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7990645099199700655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-musical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7990645099199700655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7990645099199700655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-musical.html' title='Christmas musical'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6962588921856694618</id><published>2009-12-10T15:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:02:07.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouthpiece of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't help but see preaching as being God's mouthpiece. That's a bit unnerving. It causes me to have others look over what I have written in notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I always pray before I prepare a sermon. I ask God to guide me. I ask godly people their thoughts on the message. I pray more as I internalize the message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All those things ease my mind. But should I be at ease? I think not. Confident? Perhaps, if that confidence is produced from reliance on, and faith in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acts 1:8 says "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my&amp;nbsp;witnesses&amp;nbsp;in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here I am, at the end of the earth, praying, "Holy Spirit, give me powerful words."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6962588921856694618?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6962588921856694618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/mouthpiece-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6962588921856694618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6962588921856694618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/mouthpiece-of-god.html' title='Mouthpiece of God'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3787158355014008816</id><published>2009-12-07T17:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:58:37.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Outsourcing Justice</title><content type='html'>I look back in time and see that, at some point, the church disregarded the example of the church described in Acts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church decided that the government could take over helping people who were down and out...widows, orphans, poor, lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the very people that Jesus chose to hang out with. So why? Why have we outsourced justice to the government that decided that corporate prayer does not belong in school. That decided that evolution would be the creation theory that it would teach. Why have we outsourced to those who say that, contrary to Scripture, life begins outside the womb? Why have we given the task of taking care of widows and orphans to those who would encourage the demise of those left to its charge by handing out condoms? Why church? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have but one answer...APATHY. We simply don't care. We have put ourselves on the thrones of our lives. But it can all change, it can be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the season to change all that, reach out. Put those in need ahead of yourself. God will bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3787158355014008816?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3787158355014008816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/outsourcing-justice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3787158355014008816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3787158355014008816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/outsourcing-justice.html' title='Outsourcing Justice'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5455965798980917043</id><published>2009-12-03T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:03:20.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Campers, People, God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After seeing the weather forecast, I realized that I should probably winterize my camper. This realization happened at 8:00 PM so there I was, 23 degrees, at 9:00 doing something that I should've done weeks ago. One of the lines was already frozen so it required thawing and it was a huge pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that we do those sorts of things all the time in situations that can have far worse repercussions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We put off seeing people until they are sick or far away. We then scramble to try to make up for lost time and it is almost never easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We put off cultivating out relationship with Christ until we have looming problems. Then "the pipes are frozen." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Funny, how God uses crazy things like cold weather to refocus me on people whom I love and His "still, small voice" but for these reminders, I am thankful that He pursues me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5455965798980917043?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5455965798980917043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/campers-people-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5455965798980917043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5455965798980917043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/campers-people-god.html' title='Campers, People, God'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-7339557263628502057</id><published>2009-12-01T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T10:08:17.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Legos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow, 6 weeks since I've posted. I'm not really that busy, I just haven't made the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Because of my new position, I've been reading a lot about different methods of church growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;I believe that God has ordained church growth. When people experience God in a real or new way, they tell others. The church grows. When there are no face to face experiences, the church stagnates and I know, according to Rev 3, God doesn't do stagnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Today, I read an analogy of our culture that seemed very accurate. People are like legos. They only have so many pegs to attach to. This applies to relationships among other things. A person can really only accommodate so many relationships at a time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;One of the keys to church growth is to find that open peg on their lego. To help people attach to one another. It doesn't matter what the contraption looks like that is built. Much like a parent, God sees beauty in all that we build when we build it for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Building a lego church...maybe I should write a church growth book. or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-7339557263628502057?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/7339557263628502057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/legos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7339557263628502057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/7339557263628502057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/12/legos.html' title='Legos'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-6245173976545636608</id><published>2009-10-13T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:32:28.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God's love, amazing. Incomprehensible. As a parent, I have a level of understanding, and disbelief that I could ever have done that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But what would I do for humanity? Or better yet, what will I do? Will I &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt; that they may know? Will I sacrifice for their good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;. There's a word that I scarce believe most understand. I feel like it's a sacrifice to fast through one day. Or to give a $100 to a missionary. To get up early and pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sacrifice, is what I long for. That should be my song, I'd venture to say that those who've learned true sacrifice are a long way towards holiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-6245173976545636608?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/6245173976545636608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/10/sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6245173976545636608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/6245173976545636608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/10/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-3592968711802777981</id><published>2009-10-05T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:02:00.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiness</title><content type='html'>I think of how many times I have sung the song "Holiness" with groups of people who claim Jesus as Lord. The lyrics are:&lt;br /&gt;Holiness, holiness is what I long for. Holiness is what I need. Holiness, holiness is what You want from me. Holiness, holiness is what I long for. Holiness is what I need. Holiness, holiness is what You want from me. So, take my heart and form it. Take my mind and transform it. Take my will and conform it. To Yours, to Yours, oh, Lord. Faithfulness, faithfulness is what I long for. Faithfulness is what I need. Faithfulness, faithfulness is what. You want from me. Brokenness, brokenness is what I long for. Brokenness is what I need. Brokenness, brokenness is what You want from me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of our collective pursuit, or lack thereof, of holiness.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've noticed the huge movement in the church to be kindred spirits with the world in our pursuit of entertainment, specifically television, more specifically the TV &lt;em&gt;show The Office&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have watched The Office until I started noticing the fac that it's humor is typically based on sexual content.&lt;br /&gt;So I watched again, paper and pen in hand. I counted the sexual references that go against God's Word. I was astounded, 37 references in 30 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness, is what I long for? I don't think that's  the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul told the Corinthian church this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say, “I am allowed to do anything”—but not everything is good for you. And even though “I am allowed to do anything,” I must not become a slave to anything. You say, “Food was made for the stomach, and the stomach for food.” (This is true, though someday God will do away with both of them.) But you can’t say that our bodies were made for sexual immorality. They were made for the Lord, and the Lord cares about our bodies.  And God will raise us from the dead by his power, just as he raised our Lord from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you realize that your bodies are actually parts of Christ? Should a man take his body, which is part of Christ, and join it to a prostitute? Never! And don’t you realize that if a man joins himself to a prostitute, he becomes one body with her? For the Scriptures say, “The two are united into one.” But the person who is joined to the Lord is one spirit with him.&lt;br /&gt;Run from sexual sin! No other sin so clearly affects the body as this one does. For sexual immorality is a sin against your own body. Don’t you realize that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that my mind is part of my body and it's my ascertainment that joining my mind with 30 minutes of &lt;em&gt;The Office&lt;/em&gt; isn't far from joining with a prostitue, if seperated at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-3592968711802777981?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/3592968711802777981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/10/holiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3592968711802777981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/3592968711802777981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/10/holiness.html' title='Holiness'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1291833514685615728</id><published>2009-09-30T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:59:14.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go...!</title><content type='html'>Jesus said, GO! Reading John 1 today. I saw the perfect example. Peter met Jesus and he IMMEDIATELY went and got Peter. He understood GO. Man, sometimes I wait around for "God to open the door" and miss out. I wonder, do most of Jesus' followers really want to "take up the cross and follow"? Do they want to put down their worldly ways and live holy like He was holy? That lack of holiness could just be the obstacle to GOing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Jesus would say, "GO away from the worldly ways!". Apathy, procrastination, self-centered lives have prevented many from knowing the "GO Man"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1291833514685615728?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1291833514685615728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1291833514685615728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1291833514685615728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/go.html' title='Go...!'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-8605111910389848639</id><published>2009-09-24T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:03:35.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Look</title><content type='html'>489 at Saw You At the Pole! It looked amazing. The Spirit of God was among us. Students were in God's presence, praising Him. Robb brought the Word, man did he bring it. I've heard several sermons with Josiah at the center but Robb took a new angle for me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;Josiah was first introduced to God's character by looking at another person, David. Josiah didn't have the written Word, just example. Then Robb issued a "kick in the gut" challenge: do people experience God's personality through you?" Man, I hope...do they?...when I drive, when I'm waiting in line, when I'm upset...Lord, forgive my weakness. Make me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like You.&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching the Dallas Cowboys play back in the 80's. The offensive line moved into position in an orchestrated, almost military fashion. It was impressive to watch. Back then, they were serious contenders most of the time. It was cool to watch. They had the look.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we looked good. We might have even looked better than the 1985 Cowboys offensive line. But how do we look today? How will we look tomorrow? Will the "spectators" see Jesus?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-8605111910389848639?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/8605111910389848639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8605111910389848639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/8605111910389848639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/look.html' title='The Look'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-5895198667761802156</id><published>2009-09-22T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:04:54.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I love teenagers. They challenge me. In this shift of positions, I must continue to be involved, to some degree, with these amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;They have enthusiasm for the Lord that acts out. Often criticized for acting out in other ways, this whole dynamic works through their spiritual walk. They say what they believe. They put themselves out there. They are an encouragement to me.&lt;br /&gt;This week I recieved a message from this little girl who had been deeply moved by a video. She caught a glimpse of God's heart toward the lost. She told me that it made her sick to her stomach to think that people were bound for hell.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I become calloused toward those that have not accepted Christ as Lord. It's their decision, right? I mean I've preached the Word and they chose not to respond.&lt;br /&gt;Jude 1:22-23 gives some perspective: "...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must show mercy to those whose faith is wavering. Rescue others by snatching them from the flames of judgment. Show mercy to still others, but do so with great caution, hating the sins that contaminate their lives."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How badly I need to be sick to my stomach... Thanks TL for showing me the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-5895198667761802156?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/5895198667761802156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-teenagers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5895198667761802156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/5895198667761802156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-teenagers.html' title='Challenged'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489820709649784170.post-1672144578700235385</id><published>2009-09-21T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:11:45.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living IN God's presence</title><content type='html'>God indicated in 2 Chronicles 7:14 that if we seek to be in His presence that He would bless us. Now those blessings can come alot of ways. They could be material, emotional, spiritual whatever. My take as to what a blessing is comes from my relationship with God. the closer I am, the more I can see the blessing. When I'm far away, I become selfish and usual look for the material stuff. Shallow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm entering into this season of study with a friend. We both need to get close and live in God's presence. My life is always better when I'm there. Theresa nad I get along better, I treat the kids better. I think Scooter even benefits.&lt;br /&gt;It's a choice. I've heard people pray for God to come near, the reality is that He's always near. We move away. It is I that needs to do the moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489820709649784170-1672144578700235385?l=c3matt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/feeds/1672144578700235385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-in-gods-presence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1672144578700235385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489820709649784170/posts/default/1672144578700235385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c3matt.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-in-gods-presence.html' title='Living IN God&apos;s presence'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12940915786994504222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I14LsismkHw/TWSKfwIOLII/AAAAAAAAABA/6PWQ3S7wSBo/s220/IMG_0257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
