<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:23:52.321-07:00</updated><category term='jesus loves you this i know'/><category term='jon stewart'/><category term='craig gross'/><category term='coldplay'/><category term='jon foreman'/><category term='crazy love'/><category term='books'/><category term='mormonism'/><category term='matthew'/><category term='theology'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='music'/><category term='jason harper'/><category term='james'/><category term='blog'/><category term='conan'/><category term='1984'/><category term='life'/><category term='stephen colbert'/><category term='mark'/><category term='francis chan'/><category term='dallas willard'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='john'/><category term='tv'/><category term='divine conspiracy'/><category term='fiction family'/><title type='text'>Mark's Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>These are my ponderings, thinkings, questions, ideas, etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-3034693592310355261</id><published>2009-08-26T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:49:26.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craig gross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason harper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus loves you this i know'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Jesus Loves Me This I Know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stop.  Right there.  You were singing the song in your head, weren’t you?  You were gonna say, “…because the Bible tells me so.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would encourage you not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus does not love you because the Bible says he does.  He loves you because he is the very definition of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now you might be thinking, “Wow… He’s being a little harsh.” That’s an understandable reaction.  But it actually is quite an important distinction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few months ago I received an advanced reading copy of Jesus Loves You This I Know by Craig Gross (&lt;a href="http://xxxchurch.com/" target="_blank"&gt;xxxchurch.com&lt;/a&gt; founder) and Jason Harper.  I finished it in four days.  The book’s thesis is this: Jesus loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That’s it.  It’s not about theology or religion.  It’s about love.  Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus told us quite clearly what the most important part of the law was.  And no one ever argued with him about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which raises the question: what in the world happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“‘Jesus loves you’ has become an overstated Christian cliche from the religious establishment.  What was once meant to be a statement of concern, a thought, or a pronouncement of spiritual enlightenment has been reduced to a casual exchange in passing.” (p. 79)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But sadly, this is only part of the problem.  It is true that Jesus does in fact love you.  The statement itself is true.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But do we really believe it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I think &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is the question worth asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ever since Jesus’ time the church has done the same thing: “Christians become too safe and choose to gather together in small groups, or holy huddles, hoping ‘the world’ doesn’t get in.” (p. 157)  We saw the Pharisees do it, and we see our churches today do the same thing.  Don’t get me wrong – there have been exceptions, I know.  The church in the first and second centuries for example very much succeeded where we today have devastatingly failed (in the love department, that is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what now?  Luckily, we have a really good example of what it looks like when someone actually believes that Jesus loves us.  His name is Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus demonstrated real life.  And how did he do it?  “His willingness to meet a practical need before he asserted a spiritual answer proved that he cared about people where they were in life.” (p. 93)  When people were blind, sick, even dead, Jesus did not tell them, “I love you” – even if it was true.  He gave them sight, he healed them, he restored them.  That’s what love looks like.  Or what it is supposed to look like anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now as for us, the church.  The church is Jesus’ hands and feet.  Our job is to be Jesus in today’s world.  To show the world his love.  So how do we do that?  I think the biggest step that the “religious right” could start with following Jesus’ lead: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Jesus did not have an argument to win.  He just loved.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (p. 157)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We find ourselves in an extremely argumentative culture.  When it comes to “the issues” we whip out our practical and systematic theology guidelines, our three supportive Bible verses that are manipulated completely out of context, and our misinterpretation of the Bible as a whole to defend our political views that we don’t even know how we ended up with.  Instead of loving gay people, we tell them why they shouldn’t be gay.  Instead of serving partying teenagers, we ignore them.  Instead of ministering to porn stars, we avoid them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is not the Jesus of the Bible that I read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This book calls the church to something better (and frankly, more productive).  To go to the broken.  To serve the sinners.  To realize that we live in a dark world and we’re not supposed to be hiding our light under a blanket.  And sadly, there are consequences to this resulting from the very people that are supposed to be doing it: “… when the outcasts are loved, the religious begin to get cynical and skeptical toward the one who reached out.” (p. 142)  Essentially, people will hate that we go to dark places.  That we leave our comfort zones.  But that is still what we are supposed to do.  If we don’t, then we are not the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I understand that this may seem a bit like a hopeless cause or a rant aimed at the church’s shortcomings.  But after reading &lt;em&gt;Jesus Loves You&lt;/em&gt;, this is what I have come to realize:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We are the church.  We are Jesus for today (in a sense).  The church needs to do what Jesus did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus loved and went to the darkest places.  The church needs to look more like Jesus in this sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are hurting people that need to be told not that they are sinners in need of a Savior (most of them even know it), but that they are made for something better and that they are still loved no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The greatest commandments are to love God and love people.  It is our primary job to do this.  Not to argue theology or use reasoning to reach a conclusion.  Love.  Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well done, Craig and Jason.  I think the world needs to hear this message.  (And yes, that means the church too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Go read this &lt;a title="Buy the book!" href="http://tinyurl.com/jesuslovesyouthisiknow" target="_blank"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775258656125390310-3034693592310355261?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/3034693592310355261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=3034693592310355261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3034693592310355261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3034693592310355261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/08/jesus-loves-me-this-i-know.html' title='Jesus Loves Me This I Know...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1980698882499032786</id><published>2009-08-15T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:20:40.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conan'/><title type='text'>More Conan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a8788037d3d7092/4741e3c5156499a7/965a431f/-cpid/4b86455d4da153b" id="W4727a250e66f97234a8788037d3d7092" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a8788037d3d7092/4741e3c5156499a7/965a431f/-cpid/4b86455d4da153b"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775258656125390310-1980698882499032786?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1980698882499032786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1980698882499032786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1980698882499032786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1980698882499032786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-conan.html' title='More Conan!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1910317696523563317</id><published>2009-07-08T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:58:56.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>The Other One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have posted again at &lt;a href="http://truthiscoming.wordpress.com"&gt;the other one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take a gander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-1910317696523563317?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1910317696523563317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1910317696523563317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1910317696523563317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1910317696523563317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-one.html' title='The Other One'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-8987935645272613348</id><published>2009-06-13T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:33:47.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Just A Little Conan Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who's been following The Tonight Show's new host Conan O'Brien. I've been a long-time fan of Conan, and he's freaking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's talked a lot about paparazzi in Los Angeles as opposed to in New York and how weird it is.  Which is true.  How do we even get used to that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he has this segment called "Conan's Tabloid Moment" where he essentially makes fun of himself and gets a scandalous photo so that he can sell it to the tabloids and keep the money.  I guess I just admire anyone who makes fun of celebrity popularity and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his submission:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/3598567268_f26184326c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 281px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2433/3598567268_f26184326c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You should watch &lt;a href="http://www.tonightshowwithconanobrien.com/"&gt;The Tonight Show With Conan O'Brien&lt;/a&gt;.  It's funny.&lt;br /&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/6775258656125390310-8987935645272613348?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/8987935645272613348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=8987935645272613348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8987935645272613348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8987935645272613348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-little-conan-genius.html' title='Just A Little Conan Genius'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7572454051738456673</id><published>2009-06-11T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:16:48.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dallas willard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm actually done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Dallas Willard's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Divine Conspiracy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did it.  It only took me about a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, my brain will be exploding shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-7572454051738456673?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7572454051738456673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7572454051738456673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7572454051738456673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7572454051738456673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/06/done.html' title='Done!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1839571042367452949</id><published>2009-06-09T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:51:36.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Some Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some quotes I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom." - Bertrand Russell&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What worries you masters you." - Haddon W. Robinson&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Oh do not pray for easy lives.  Pray to be strong men and women.  Do not pray for tasks equal to your powers.  Pray for powers equal to your tasks.  Then the doing of your work will be no miracle; but you shall be the miracle.  Every day you shall wonder at yourself, at the richness of life which has come to you by the grace of God." - Phillips Brooks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-1839571042367452949?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1839571042367452949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1839571042367452949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1839571042367452949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1839571042367452949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-quotes.html' title='Some Quotes'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-3743544151248020980</id><published>2009-06-03T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:27:54.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Secret's Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I've actually begun to start a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably continue to use both.  But I wanted to try out Wordpress and see how I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: it's edgy.  Well, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://truthiscoming.wordpress.com"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-3743544151248020980?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/3743544151248020980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=3743544151248020980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3743544151248020980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3743544151248020980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/06/secrets-out.html' title='Secret&apos;s Out'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-368495574002070092</id><published>2009-06-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:56:25.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormonism'/><title type='text'>Coincidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I may or may not have started the thunder storm today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  I probably didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this video called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1mFdO1wB08"&gt;The Book of Mormon Vs. the Bible&lt;/a&gt;.  You can guess what it's about.  I'm no spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm watching the video, and right at the end, they're summarizing everything and begin talking about how the Book of Mormon could be the most deceptive piece of literature in human history (you know, with big scary language), and all of a sudden, this storm comes from out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not talking some lame rainfall.  I'm talking crazy, loud, wild thunder and lightning.  The loudest thunder I've heard in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I caused the thunder.  I'm just sayin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-368495574002070092?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/368495574002070092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=368495574002070092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/368495574002070092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/368495574002070092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/06/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-8162961386238962527</id><published>2009-05-31T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:44:03.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>House Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good quote from House (the tv show):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Almost dying changes nothing.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Dying changes everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-8162961386238962527?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/8162961386238962527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=8162961386238962527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8162961386238962527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8162961386238962527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/05/house.html' title='House Genius'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-6178865604510974926</id><published>2009-05-30T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:32:47.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Know this, my beloved brothers: let everyone be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where James starts in.  We've seen the return to Eden.  We know where this is going.  We're learning how to be the firstfruits of God's creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage (ch. 1, vv. 19-27) was really hard for me to put together at first.  But then I made the connection.  He refers to each of these three areas (hear, speak, anger) but in a strange order.  To be honest, I don't know what the reason is.  Maybe we'll find out later.  Anyway, he first discusses anger, then hearing, and then speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...for the anger of man does not produce the righteousness that God requires.  Therefore, put away all filthiness and rampant wickedness and receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  So anger isn't helpful in learning to be the firstfruits of God's creatures.  Specifically, it doesn't help produce &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dikaiosune&lt;/span&gt;.  Dallas Willard describes this "righteousness" as "true inner goodness."  God wants this goodness for us.  And anger doesn't help us get there.  So James makes a suggestion: do away with anger.  But not just anger: all the wickedness and filth that goes along with it.  And as you remove that... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;, receive the word.  Logos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he calls it the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;implanted&lt;/span&gt; word.  Implanted?  As if it belonged to someone else and it was given to us in order to save us?  Sure enough - to save our soul.  This word can save us.  This truth can save us.  And the Greek suggests that it will in fact save us from our sin.  Another important observation is that if the word is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;implanted&lt;/span&gt;, that means that we didn't have it before.  In other words, someone gave us this truth so that we may live.  Powerful stuff.  Anger moves us away from that life.  Slow to anger is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.  For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror.  For he looks at himself and goes away and at once forgets what he was like.  But the one who looks into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and perseveres, being no hearer who forgets but a doer who acts, he will be blessed in his doing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to hearing.  Quick to hearing is the advice James gives us.  Why?  Well, the key is more than just hearing.  You guessed it: doing.  But obviously, you have to hear before you can ever do.  Luckily, these verses are straightforward.  It's stupid to listen and not do.  So do truth.  Hear it.  Learn it.  Do it.  You'll be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, law of liberty?  Gotta love that phrase!  So perfect.  The truth was implanted so we can live.  The law was given so we can have liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person's religion is worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow to speak.  The last part James goes into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word for religious (threskos) has one and only one appearance in the entire Bible: here.  That's not the point.  It's just interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is this.  James is telling his audience: you want good, outward, ceremonial, religious appearance, watch your tongue.  Think about what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James adds one last bit on this "religious" topic.  And it may or may not come up again.  But it closes up chapter one, and I think it's just an interesting statement to conclude with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think James is telling his audience that they should do this.  I actually think it is closer to being advice for the Pharisees who were all about appearances.  Interesting.  I like James more and more each verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-6178865604510974926?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/6178865604510974926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=6178865604510974926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6178865604510974926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6178865604510974926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/05/james-day-6.html' title='James - Day 6'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-3839072073242455614</id><published>2009-05-26T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:33:59.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormonism'/><title type='text'>A Missionary Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night some Mormon missionaries visited my home.  I had ordered a Book of Mormon and it took a while, so they finally brought me a movie too (haven't watched it yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually funny because Caitlin and I had left my house a few minutes before and then returned to find our visitors in my living room.  My dad was talking to them which was great.  He never tells them he's a pastor and he just whips out Bible reference after Bible reference.  It's hilarious.  I would imagine being quite impressed if I didn't know that he had gone to seminary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought I would share some of the conversation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first twenty minutes or so, I didn't say anything.  My dad just bantered back and forth with Elder McGrew and Elder Salinas.  I listened.  Actually, Elder Salinas did most of the talking too.  He was from Chile.  Mason and Caitlin even sat in for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They discussed heaven a little bit, and essentially, my dad was trying to show that Mormonism and Christianity were very different and had very different views.  Eventually though, Elder McGrew stepped in and began sharing the view of Jesus and Lucifer having different views originally and then a war breaking out.  I knew a little about this, thanks to Amanda, so I stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So... was there anybody in this war that didn't take a side?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both elders just kind of looked at me.  Uncomfortably, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clarified:  "Well, the way I've been taught, there was a third group that remained neutral.  And they were cursed with black skin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know anything about that," Elder McGrew responded.  Rather quickly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" I kept going.  "Because Joseph Smith and Brigham Young both taught this belief."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow.  That's horrible," my dad said kind of quietly - but you knew what point he was making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, the elders began sharing a little.  Slowly.  It was almost as if they were reluctant to admitting it was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Salinas kept saying that Joseph Smith was very concerned about this issue.  He said that Joseph Smith prayed about it, and that God never answered that prayer until 1979.  There were a lot of other things that could have been discussed on that issue, but eventually the subject changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also discussed historical and archaeological evidence.  And I spent about 5 minutes prefacing my question which was really still never answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you think it's at least a little coincidental, or ironic, that Christianity has two thousand years of history and Mormonism doesn't?  Archaeologists have confirmed that a man named Jesus existed.  They've recovered fishing boats from the first century.  Linguistic experts have confirmed that the languages the Bible references were actually used.  Mormonism has none of that.  The Book of Mormon doesn't even have maps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Salinas refused.  "That doesn't affect me.  I have faith.  I've prayed about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept going.  "I know it doesn't affect your faith.  In fact, I wish I had the kind of faith you had.  But that's not what I'm asking.  I'm asking you this: doesn't seem at least interesting that atheists will confirm some truths from the Bible, but none from the Book of Mormon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held to his answer: "I've prayed about it.  I have faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resigned.  "I know you have faith.  And I respect that.  All I'm saying is that man, it feels awfully good to have faith and believe in something, and then to have my faith confirmed by people who don't even believe the same things I believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.  And I really meant it when I said I respect and admire their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last interesting thing (and I might remember more later) is that when they got up to leave, I asked them for their email addresses because I had some stuff I wanted to send them.  But they weren't allowed to give them out because they were LDS emails or something.  Very hesitantly, Elder Salinas gave me the address that he wouldn't be checking until he got home.  In a month.  I told them I was sorry, but I didn't know their names.  So they introduced themselves as Elder McGrew and Salinas.  I didn't bother specifying for their first names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a Book of Mormon.  I got a movie.  And now my research begins.  For myself at least.  There's still a lot to learn.  And I really feel passionate about this subject.  It's personal (for reasons I won't go into here).  And I need all the help I can get to talk about this subject lovingly with people that I know personally.  It's not about arguing to be right - which is always tempting.  It's about having a conversation that is open and honest, and loving the person you're talking to for who they are and not what they believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-3839072073242455614?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/3839072073242455614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=3839072073242455614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3839072073242455614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3839072073242455614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/05/missionary-visit.html' title='A Missionary Visit'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-5845808594627731215</id><published>2009-05-22T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:22:38.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>"Here's How Not To Live" and How Helpful That Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I still attend the Men's Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real benefit I find for myself is learning a little more about right-wing Christianity (as if I don't know enough already) each meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we discussed "Carnate Christians."  The whole discussion was essentially the phrase "salvation by grace alone" repeated over and over.  "If a person believes in God, they go to heaven."  Apparently we didn't feel like talking about how to live, just how not to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe we just wanted to feel more comfortable in knowing that no matter how lazy our faith is, no matter how cheap our grace gets, we still go to heaven.  Wow.  Can't you tell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my &lt;a href="http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-ive-been-reading-divine-conspiracy.html"&gt;response&lt;/a&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/6775258656125390310-5845808594627731215?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/5845808594627731215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=5845808594627731215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5845808594627731215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5845808594627731215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-how-not-to-live-and-how-helpful.html' title='&quot;Here&apos;s How Not To Live&quot; and How Helpful That Is'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-3163776174672151735</id><published>2009-05-20T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:27:57.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's Decided</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am going to blog again.  I really need to.  It's summer and there's no reason not to.  Somebody keep me accountable.&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/6775258656125390310-3163776174672151735?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/3163776174672151735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=3163776174672151735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3163776174672151735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/3163776174672151735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-decided.html' title='It&apos;s Decided'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-2807622532833815853</id><published>2009-03-13T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:16:49.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Diasgreement?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning I found myself in a discussion at the bi-weekly Men's Breakfast meeting with probably about fifteen or so men - all at least twenty years older than me.  We were covering the topic of sin.  We like to be clear and concise about we're discussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started getting onto the idea of exactly what constitutes sin, and then were creating hypothetical examples of when an action is considered a sin.  Not me - I should specify.  The other guys.  There were several, but one example was if the guys around me are using bad language, is it a sin if I don't say anything to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really uneasy about the whole direction the conversation was going.  I felt like we were missing the point.  We had read a couple of Bible verses previously.  For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh. (Gal. 5:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin. (1 John 1:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... How can we who died to sin still live in it? (Rom 6:2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally spoke up and said that I think we need to be careful that we don't become legalistic.  I mean, knowing what constitutes sin is good and all, but we're missing the point.  We're not called to live "not cursing" or "not lusting."  We're called to something much bigger than that.  (You'll especially notice this if you read the rest of Galatians 5.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're called to a life in Christ.  Or, a life "in the light" if you will.  My point was that if we live the way we're supposed to, these legalistic mentalities are a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad (pastor of the church) looked down and said slowly, "I think I would mostly disagree with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about how we are all under the law and have to avoid antinomianism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there trying to figure out what exactly we were "disagreeing" on.  I agreed with what my dad said, and he didn't say anything that contradicted me.  What gives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he had said, "Wait.  Let's clarify what you mean..."  Fine.  No problem.  Instead, he destroyed my credibility by saying he disagreed with me, and at this point everything I have said has been lost.  No one will remember it.  Every word has been invalidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all in all it comes down to rhetoric.  I think my dad heard me say something along the lines of not being "under the law" (Gal 5:18) which made him squirm.  I was quoting the Bible, but the words didn't sit well with him.  So he said the same thing as me - but in different words.  Which is fine, even good because now more people at the table might understand what I was trying to say.  Unfortunately though, there was the "disagreement" that enabled my dad to be right and me to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I'm fine, and I'm not mad at my dad.  We talked it over after, and there will be no hard feelings.  I guess I only want to stress the importance of rhetoric.  When in a discussion with someone, explore your options before saying that you disagree.  Maybe you do agree and you're just in the mood for a debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians, we need to focus more on what we agree on rather than what we disagree on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-2807622532833815853?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/2807622532833815853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=2807622532833815853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2807622532833815853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2807622532833815853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/03/diasgreement.html' title='Diasgreement?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7967496890383923751</id><published>2009-02-25T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:06:49.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the lowly brother boast in his exaltation, and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass he will pass away.  For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the grass; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes.  So also will the rich man fade away in the midst of his pursuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So we pick right up from where we left off.  There's an interesting paradox here (obviously).  And we all know how much Bible writers like a good paradox to mix things up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The "lowly" man is the one rejoicing.  Why?  Why would he rejoice when he encounters trials of many kinds?  Oh, yes.  Wait a minute...  We've seen this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James is coming back to the first thought: trials ultimately lead to being perfect and complete - a reason for joy, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rich man cannot attain this sense of perfection and completeness that we as humans are designed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is an important journey that we have made so far to understand this.  Normally, I think we as Christians have this belief when we read verse 2 and 3 that is simple - like "God will work out all the bad things, so be happy that He does that."  Now we understand the verse means so much more than that.  Without these trials we cannot become all that we are supposed to be.  Rejoice when you face trials!  You're on the right track!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those that love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The "crown of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;."  Interesting.  It's as if trials are a test to see whether or not we will gain this special sort of life.  Perhaps one of completeness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let no one say when he is tempted, "I am being tempted by God," for God cannot be tempted with evil, and he himself tempts no one,  But each person is tempted when he is lured and enticed by his own desire.  Then desire when it has conceived gives birth to sin, and sin when it is fully grown brings forth death.  Do not be deceived, my beloved brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James seems to be combating some sort of worldview or widely held belief that God tempts us.  Ironically, I think most Christians today more or less do believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I notice here is that James uses this metaphor to express what sin ultimately brings about: death.  This is a polar opposite of what he has been talking about up until this point.  That's probably important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way James refers to God is different here.  There is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creational&lt;/span&gt; (not a real word) tint to his language now.  It's almost as if he's saying, "All these wonderful things come from the God who created everything to begin with - even light!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of his own will he brought us forth by the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This creation idea continues.  James is suggesting that the God from the previous verse (that really big, unchanging God) not only makes good things, but He has in fact designed humans with a purpose out of His will.  He wants us for something.  That's huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really when you think about it.  We've clearly already started to grasp how big this Creator God is, and yet He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desires&lt;/span&gt; us to do something.  What exactly?  To be a "kind of firstfruits of his creatures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do we go with this?  I think the question starts with, "What does it mean to be a firstfruit of creation?"  Well, I know that this question forces us to look at Eden.  A place of perfection.  A place of completeness.  There was no emptiness.  Only wholesome community and fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this is a good place to sort of end this section.  We get the idea.  We know the thesis of James' letter.  We're on the right track.  And although we're going to start a slightly altered discussion with James now, these ideas will come back.  We must remember the purpose of the writing.  We must remember that James desires us to be "perfect and complete, lacking in nothing."&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/6775258656125390310-7967496890383923751?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7967496890383923751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7967496890383923751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7967496890383923751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7967496890383923751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/02/james-day-5.html' title='James - Day 5'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-6964218333737617110</id><published>2009-01-21T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:28:23.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon stewart'/><title type='text'>Comfort In Fairness</title><content type='html'>It's comforting to know that Jon Stewart can tease Obama too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.cc_box a:hover .cc_home{background:url('http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-over.png') !important;}.cc_links a{color:#b9b9b9;text-decoration:none;}.cc_show a{color:#707070;text-decoration:none;}.cc_title a{color:#868686;text-decoration:none;}.cc_links a:hover{color:#67bee2;text-decoration:underline;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="cc_box" style="position: relative;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/" target="_blank" style="display: inline; 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border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(207, 207, 207) rgb(207, 207, 207); border-width: 0px 1px 1px; float: left; clear: left; width: 358px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(185, 185, 185); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245);"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 177px; float: left; padding-left: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=166515&amp;amp;title=Barack-Obama-Pt.-1"&gt;Barack Obama Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=167938&amp;amp;title=John-McCain-Pt.-1"&gt;John McCain Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 177px; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=Sarah+Palin&amp;amp;searchtype=site&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0"&gt;Sarah Palin Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?searchterm=indecision+2008&amp;amp;searchtype=site&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0"&gt;Funny Election Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&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/6775258656125390310-6964218333737617110?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/6964218333737617110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=6964218333737617110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6964218333737617110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6964218333737617110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2009/01/comfort-in-fairness.html' title='Comfort In Fairness'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-2956301358962022361</id><published>2008-12-30T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:41:41.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so we leave v. 4 of James with rather happy thoughts...  Perhaps, "Hooray!  We will be lacking in nothing!  How wonderful!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. 5 then tells us: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, if you are lacking in something..."  Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James then takes a step aside to focus in on something.  Not to say that he's really getting off topic or anything, but he wants to specifically hit on something before he keeps moving forward with his previous thought.  He touches on wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some research: the Greek word for this wisdom is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt;, which specifically refers to "knowledge of how to regulate one's relationship with God, related to goodness."  (That's how my Bible puts it anyway.)  So we're not just talking about helping people or algebra wisdom, we're talking about the interactions we have with God wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then makes sense that we would ask God for this wisdom (I mean, who else would have the answer?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we ask God for this wisdom, we will be given it.  Now a quick word: the word "ask" is actually more like "beg," so we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; have to want this wisdom.  It's not just something we throw into the end of our prayers - "Oh, and some wisdom too, God.  Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading on this topic recently in Dallas Willard's &lt;a href="http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-ive-been-reading-divine-conspiracy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Divine Conspiracy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  In the chapter "The Community of Prayerful Love" he has a section on "the request."  Essentially, he makes a point that if we're authentically asking God to give us something that both He wants and that we want, why in the world would He not give it to us?  Makes sense.  So if we ask for this wisdom, God is probably going to give it to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But let him ask in faith, with no doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea that is driven and tossed by the wind.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, the word doubting refers to division.  Specifically, in the mind.  In other words, someone who doubts would be someone who is not really sure about what they are asking for.  They don't really want it wholeheartedly (or, rather, wholemindedly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the simile.  The simile makes sense if we remember what we realized &lt;a href="http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-day-3.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt;.  One of the things that defines wisdom is the fact that its nature doesn't change.  If something is true, it doesn't become untrue later.  So if someone doubts and their mind is thrown around like a wave in the sea, well then they really have some work to do before they start getting close to this wisdom thing.  If they can't even be sure about asking for wisdom, then they will never really get wisdom.  It's a sort of catch 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This naturally leads to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For that person must not suppose that he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all his ways.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's not that we should believe that we will get wisdom from God if we ask for it, but we shouldn't expect to get it - that's what I would have thought before.  Instead, if we sincerely ask for this wisdom and really want it, God will give it to us.  But if we're not sure about asking, we certainly won't get it, because that just goes to show that we don't want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is at all interesting, I highly advise the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Divine-Conspiracy-Rediscovering-Hidden-Life/dp/0060693339/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230633231&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; by Willard.  You can also read Matthew 7: 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting to see James come out of his shell.  And he'll unravel more of this later.  But this passage was kind of a tangent in a way.  In v. 9, he continues from what he was saying in v. 4.&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/6775258656125390310-2956301358962022361?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/2956301358962022361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=2956301358962022361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2956301358962022361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2956301358962022361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-day-4.html' title='James - Day 4'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-4832378379315230468</id><published>2008-12-26T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:36:41.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the journey continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ, &lt;br /&gt;To the twelve tribes in the Dispersion: &lt;br /&gt;Greetings.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read the first verse in James and learn that the author (James) is fully devoted to God.  And in the next verse, he'll say "brothers," which means he is writing to an audience that has a similar background as he does (Jewish Christians).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Count it all joy, my brothers...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing to notice is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; joy."  My ESV and NASB translations both say it this way.  James is talking about something that when we look back on things and really put them in perspective, when we "count" them so to speak, we realize that that something gave birth to nothing but joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... when you meet trials of various kinds...  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  Something = Bad times.  Keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.  And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. (ESV)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I prefer the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;endurance&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;steadfastness&lt;/span&gt;.  It's more understandable to us today.  And one of the first observations I made when I read through this passage the first time was that this endurance sort of takes care of itself.  All we have to do is step aside and let it run its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now James sort of gives away what the human goal is right here in the beginning: to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complete&lt;/span&gt;.  (Naturally, if we are complete, we're not lacking anything either.)  So that's what we're aiming for.  With that in mind, let's go back to the beginning of that verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When James talks about the testing of our faith, he's referring to something mental.  From what I can tell, the Greek word used there suggests persuasion and knowledge.  So what he's saying is that when our minds and thoughts are challenged, we start to develop this sort of endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's where I would make a point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could say that developing this mental endurance (or steadfastness) allows us to firmly and entirely hold on to truth without swaying.  In other words, allowing us to gain perfect wisdom (not lacking anything) and never losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we start off the letter.  With mentioning what the goal is, and a way in which it is attained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have more questions:  Is that the only way we can be perfect?  Why should we be perfect?  What happens to us then?  What if we don't have these trials that you speak of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the letter keeps going.  And maybe we will see some of these questions answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-4832378379315230468?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/4832378379315230468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=4832378379315230468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4832378379315230468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4832378379315230468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-day-3.html' title='James - Day 3'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-9203246522878548063</id><published>2008-12-24T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:52:53.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So we move forward in our study of James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did some basic background research on what we know about the author, his reason for writing, and the historical situation.  And obviously, there may be some disagreements, but I will simply do my best as I am forced to depend on the few written resources that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of the book is probably James, and most believe this James to be the older brother of Jesus.  He is believed to have written this sometime between 40 A.D. and 60 A.D, after a number of years of church leadership in Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in history, an oppressive Roman government had a reputation of persecuting Christians because of their "disloyalty" to the Roman government.  And James was without a doubt writing to Christians affected by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, James was probably writing to Jews who had converted to Christianity.  And this explains most of the topics he covers.  Those Christians in particular had a reputation for trying to get by with simply "intellectual agreement" being the same as faith.  In his writing, as we have already seen, James stresses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt;.  More than just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belief&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some believe also that James wrote after seeing some of Paul's letters in order to sort of offset Paul's emphasis on faith, in a sense.  Not to contradict him (or maybe he was trying to; I don't know), but to show people that just staying at home and believing certain facts to be true was not enough.  (Interesting... that sounds familiar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only observation I made on my own without outside help was simply that James was really old when he wrote this.  I am lead to believe even that he wrote this with a thought that his death was coming soon.  He was probably close to 50 years old.  It's almost as if he wanted to get this message out before it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we can see, these few observations already connect with some of the thoughts I had on day 1.  Also, we can see that American Christians today have something to learn from James: knowing nice things about Jesus doesn't cut it.  That's probably why we like Paul so much.  He's nicer about that kind of stuff when we don't look into it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-9203246522878548063?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/9203246522878548063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=9203246522878548063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/9203246522878548063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/9203246522878548063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-day-2.html' title='James - Day 2'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7241963353966993297</id><published>2008-12-24T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:15:56.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Paradox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wes had some thoughts on Christmas.  &lt;a href="http://whateverisgood.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-anticipation.html"&gt;See?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes of hope and power that we can find in the Christmas story.  The joy of knowing what God has done for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't disagree.  The thing that Christmas represents is really something quite amazing.  I mean, think about it: God of everything, Creator of the Universe, Designer of blue skies, Architect of the Grand Canyon... chose to be surrounded in our crazy, selfish, sinful lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something else.  Often we think of the joy of Christmas, but don't truly acknowledge the pain that a Father must have felt that first Christmas morning (probably in March).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an enormous amount of sacrifice and pain and anguish that must have been felt.  I mean really.  Seeing Your son and knowing that he's going to die a miserable death at the hands of misguided government officials.  And just giving him up?  There must have been suffering and pain there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obviously there was joy.  There was a bigger picture.  And so despite the tears and anguish, there was utter relief in knowing that His children would finally be able to see life.  Real life.  An eternal life beginning here on earth.  And that is the joy of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot think of a stronger paradox.  Ultimate suffering allowing for everlasting joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-7241963353966993297?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7241963353966993297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7241963353966993297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7241963353966993297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7241963353966993297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-paradox.html' title='A Christmas Paradox'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1808761733242915379</id><published>2008-12-23T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:16:30.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon foreman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction family'/><title type='text'>What Jon Foreman Is Up To</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As if he wasn't doing enough before, Jon Foreman's got a new project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2487723&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00adef&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2487723&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00adef&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2487723"&gt;Fiction Family - When She's Near&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1005122"&gt;ATO Records&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&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/6775258656125390310-1808761733242915379?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1808761733242915379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1808761733242915379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1808761733242915379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1808761733242915379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-jon-foreman-is-up-to.html' title='What Jon Foreman Is Up To'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7490364753764895408</id><published>2008-12-22T02:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:17:31.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james'/><title type='text'>James - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I mentioned &lt;a href="http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-mark.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, I'm going through a book about how to study the Bible.  So as an exercise, our whole group is reading and studying through the book of James to see how much we learn.  So yesterday I began by just reading through the whole book in one sitting.  Here's a couple things I noticed (and for the record, so far, this is without any outside reference):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is split into several sections.  The first verse is obviously the introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from 1:2 to 2:26, James covers actions.  He starts with trials, then talks about doing v. hearing, and finally how we behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next section is kind of 3:1 to 4:10.  Here, James discusses words, wisdom, and then how we behave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before the conclusion, James advises us how to act from 4:11 to 5:6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the conclusion takes place from 5:7 to 5:20 in which James talks about patience, words, and closes with the importance of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, granted, these may not be the best choices for sections, or even the topics covered in each of my sections.  But that wasn't my goal when I set out to create them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted to do was pick up on themes or reoccurring topics in the book.  I wrote this down in my notes, and I think it sums up what I did pretty well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This book is largely about what we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;.  There is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; difference between our faith and our actions.  And what we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; is a major part of our actions, as is wisdom seeing as how it determines them.  Also, one of the most important actions we can actually do is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pray&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall soon see (hopefully) that with these thoughts James wrote his letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-7490364753764895408?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7490364753764895408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7490364753764895408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7490364753764895408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7490364753764895408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-day-1.html' title='James - Day 1'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-4113256120943342815</id><published>2008-12-22T02:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:17:48.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SU9qx52CS9I/AAAAAAAAABI/oZxA1uGyw94/s1600-h/611o6ExTUbL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SU9qx52CS9I/AAAAAAAAABI/oZxA1uGyw94/s320/611o6ExTUbL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282558293502479314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I finally listened to Coldplay's new album last night from start to finish.  And it was good, but I did feel like it was hyped up just a little bit too much.  I mean, I'd buy it, and even listen to it, but it's not the most spectacular piece of metal I've uploaded to iTunes my entire life.  I guess I'm just not really sure what everyone likes so much about it that sets it apart.  I mean, it's definitely better than Coldplay's other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-4113256120943342815?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/4113256120943342815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=4113256120943342815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4113256120943342815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4113256120943342815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SU9qx52CS9I/AAAAAAAAABI/oZxA1uGyw94/s72-c/611o6ExTUbL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-4037739063611066191</id><published>2008-12-15T15:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:18:45.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>The Other Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been reading again.  This time from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Living-Book-Howard-Hendricks/dp/0802408168"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living By the Book: The Art and Science of Reading the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Howard Hendricks.  I'm reading it with a men's group from &lt;a href="http://covinaefc.org/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;, and it's been very insightful and has helped me enormously with picking out observations in the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read a section called "Getting the Big Picture" and worked with chapters 4 &amp;amp; 5 of Mark (the gospel - not me).  At the beginning of Hendrick's book we'd look at just one verse, then we did just a paragraph, and now we're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I whipped out my hip Extreme Teen Bible (NCV) since it was the first thing I found after moving back home for Christmas.  I opened to Mark 4 and read the two chapters straight through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verses 1-34 of chapter 4 cover Jesus' teaching on the kingdom of God.  And from what I can tell, this is really the only part of Mark that really hammers out kingdom teaching.  The topic comes up again, but not this extensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the end of ch. 4 and all of 5 cover 4 miracles: the calming of the storm, the man with demons, the bleeding woman, and Jairus' daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my brief read-through, I decided to get some background, so I went back to Mark 1 and sort of skimmed through to gain some context.  I made some interesting finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark seems to write in a very specific way.  He moves forward chronologically, but covers only one particular aspect of Jesus' life at a time.  He starts with Jesus preparing for ministry from the call of John the Baptist, through the baptism, and then to the desert with fasting and temptation.  Mark spends hardly any time on these details which would lead the reader to believe that this is not what he wants to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus picks some followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he begins healing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now both the followers and the healings are reoccurring events in this gospel.  Over and over, Mark will describe how Jesus separates his followers from the crowds that follow him around (4:11).  The followers were told that they could "know the secret about the kingdom of God."  Mark also makes a distinction between Jesus' first few followers and when he officially picks his twelve apostles (3:14).  I think this attention to Jesus' disciples is very important.  But I want to focus more on what happens at the healings.  Or the first several at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before even the first chapter is finished, Mark records Jesus forcing out an evil spirit.  The text says that the spirit knows who Jesus is - "God's Holy One."  Jesus immediately responds, "Be quiet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next subheading in my Bible is "Jesus Heals Many People."  And 1:34 says Jesus "would not allow the demons to speak, because they knew who he was."  And the next morning when Jesus finds out people are looking for him, he tells his disciples that they should go to other towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 44:  "Don't tell anyone about this," Jesus says after healing a sick man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mark moves his focus to people criticizing Jesus and his followers, the section which will end with the Pharisees plotting to kill Jesus for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you probably are beginning to notice, I observed that Jesus was developing a habit of telling people to keep quiet about what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why in the world would Jesus do this?  I feel like this was a question raised in Sunday School a couple times.  We'd read just the one little passage ending with this statement, and then were asked why Jesus would do this.  But I've never noticed before that Jesus did this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be because once the wrong people caught wind of this, Jesus knew he was going to be in trouble?  Possibly.  Could it simply be because Jesus was humble?  Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe Jesus was just worried that these people just would not understand. After all he told his followers that if they couldn't even understand the parable stories, then how could they understand the actual kingdom of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the demoniac.  He was crazy with a lot of demons (5,000 if his name was literal).  Jesus healed him, and then told him, "Go home to your family and tell them how much the Lord has done for you and how he has had mercy on you."  The text says people were amazed at the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why was Jesus not okay with people talking about his healings, but then it was okay for this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To be honest, I don't know.  Maybe an in-depth study on Mark as a whole would help us find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the very next story, Jesus tells Jairus not to tell anyone about him bringing his daughter back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense that Jesus did not want to be killed yet.  It makes sense that he still had work to do.  But why is it ok to just give one guy permission?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just geography.  Maybe the place this guy was from (Decapolis) had no other way of hearing  or witnessing news like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the point I'm trying to make is that Jesus kept his work a secret.  And it's important that we find out why.  If we don't, then our evangelizing might be all wrong.  What if our perspective is skewed and we're not doing it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life of Jesus is fascinating.  But it is a model that we are supposed to use in our own lives.  And if we choose to just shrug something like this off, I think we've missed why Jesus even came here in the first place (Christmas reference).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to look into this.  And I will too.  Chances are there will be another blog about it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-4037739063611066191?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/4037739063611066191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=4037739063611066191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4037739063611066191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4037739063611066191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-mark.html' title='The Other Mark'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-5832712324693310887</id><published>2008-11-10T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:19:25.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francis chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Crazy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started in on Francis Chan's &lt;a href="http://crazylovebook.com/"&gt;new book&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll admit that I wasn't too impressed with the first thirty or so pages.  But then he impressed me.  Check out some of these quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We don't get to decide who God is.  "God said to Moses, 'I am who I am'"  (Ex. 3:14).  We don't change that. (p. 31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't we live as though God is created for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;, to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; bidding, to bless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;, and to take care of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;... we keep questioning Him: "Why... are so many people dying of starvation?  Why... is my family so messed up?"&lt;br /&gt;...  The answer to each of these questions is simply this: because He's God.  He has more of a right to ask us why so many people are starving. (p. 33)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Can you worship a God who isn't obligated to explain His actions to you?  Could it be your arrogance that makes you think God owes you an explanation? (p. 33)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God is the only Being who is good, and the standards are set by Him.  Because God hates sin, He has to punish those guilty of sin.  Maybe that's not an appealing standard.  But to put it bluntly, when you get your own universe, you can make your own standards.  (p. 34)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not very far in the book, but I found these statements in particular both challenging and comforting.  Knowing that there is a God like this is humbling.  Knowing that my God is this in control I'm ok with.  But that also means that sometimes I don't get the answers I want.  And the reason for this is because I'm not in charge.  Obvious, yes, but overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-5832712324693310887?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/5832712324693310887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=5832712324693310887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5832712324693310887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5832712324693310887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-love.html' title='Crazy Love'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7682222407134656481</id><published>2008-10-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:19:56.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Caleb the Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you know me, you probably know that I have worn black, thick-rimmed glasses for quite a while.  It seems that of lately though, there has been an outbreak of mockery against me.  I have seen around APU's campus a number of people who wear black, thick-rimmed glasses, but without prescription lenses.  Sometimes they have no lenses at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain this: PEOPLE WHO DO NOT HAVE TO WEAR GLASSES OUT OF NECESSITY ARE CHOOSING TO TAKE AWAY A FASHION STATEMENT THAT PEOPLE LIKE ME ARE FORCED TO MAKE AGAINST OUR WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you do not understand the enormity of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where Caleb comes in.  I told him about this after seeing a girl wear these fake glasses.  I believe she and the others that do this are trying to look rebellious or cool or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It really bothers me," I told him.  "It's like they're taking this thing away from me that I was forced into.  It's almost like they are mocking my poor eyesight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like if I rode around in a wheelchair just for fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly, Caleb.  Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-7682222407134656481?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7682222407134656481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7682222407134656481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7682222407134656481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7682222407134656481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/10/caleb-genius.html' title='Caleb the Genius'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-656893355882403615</id><published>2008-09-28T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:20:35.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Slowing?  I Don't Think So</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I had this thought driving to APU at 12:45 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about how helpless I feel sometimes to relax.  Or even just to keep up with all the things I am involved in.  It's like no matter how bad I want to do it all, no matter how much time I want to devote to this or that, it's just not going to happen.  And that makes me sad.  I don't want it to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason my mind drifted to the thought of Sabbath.  A God-intended time of rest.  And I totally feel completely unable to acknowledge this wonderful day that I can only dream about.  So I started thinking...  "What can I do to change this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I became a little disappointed.  Because I soon realized that I go to a Christian school that keeps my schedule wrapped up seven days a week, every week.  There's no time to rest.  And if I show up to my concert tonight unprepared, I don't really think my director will take my "day of rest" as an excuse for not knowing my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the problem is bigger than APU though.  This problem is a national epidemic.  We Americans are unable to slow down.  And I feel the stress tugging at my heart.  I constantly think to myself, "I need to practice my trombone tonight, but it's already 1:30 am."  Or, "I should stop practicing.  It's 12:30 am, and I need to start my homework."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the worst of it though.  The worst of it comes when my girlfriend shows me that I can't even devote a single day of my week to relationships.  Not just with her.  There's no day that I can drop all the schoolwork, all the churchwork, and just be.  With God.  With people.  Period.  There's always something to do.  Something I'm behind on.  Something that's due the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that for flat out rejecting God's plan for human beings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting too that at APU this semester one of the morning chapel themes has to do with slowing.  But APU itself does not allow its students to slow down.  The professors aren't keeping in mind that students need a day of rest.  (Granted, most students wouldn't take a day of rest anyway, but that's another conversation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just APU students, but every single person across the nation finds himself or herself bombarded with work to do every single day of the week.  There's no time for "rest."  No time for "Sabbath."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This points me to another chapel topic.  I think the only way that humans will ever begin finding a day of rest, the only way that we will ever embrace God's calling us to "Sabbath" is if we take up Woody Morwood's Kaleo theme and stand up as revolutionaries in a hectic world full of insane schedules, and stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stand and say, "No.  I don't care if culture says that I am supposed to literally work myself to death.  I'll take the kingdom life instead.  The one that my Creator has already designed.  The life that actually works properly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we start doing this nothing changes.  Until we become revolutionaries and stop ourselves in this spinning world, things will not get better.  Stress will grow.  Relationships will diminish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my last point.  This is all quite timely considering that in a few hours my church begins the &lt;a href="http://www.saddleback.com/40daysoflove/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;40 Days of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I got the &lt;a href="http://www.zondervan.com/Cultures/en-US/Product/ProductDetail.htm?ProdID=com.zondervan.9780310283676&amp;amp;QueryStringSite=Zondervan"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; early and have read a whopping one chapter and already realized how much I have neglected one of the most important aspects of my life due to a busy schedule.  I'm beginning to think that Sabbath is all about relationships.  All we have to do is stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to stop our spinning world.  We need to find our Sabbath.  And we need to embrace it and find the purpose of our lives again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-656893355882403615?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/656893355882403615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=656893355882403615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/656893355882403615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/656893355882403615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/09/slowing-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Slowing?  I Don&apos;t Think So'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-8051056755858802505</id><published>2008-09-18T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:20:56.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Strengths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today was the day.  I finally took my &lt;a href="http://www.strengthsquest.com/"&gt;Strengths&lt;/a&gt; test!  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were my results.  I thought a couple of them were absolutely true (input, empathy, adaptability).  Then I didn't expect the other two, but after reading the descriptions they made sense.  So here they are in order, starting from my top strength: (&lt;a href="http://coldfire.wordpress.com/"&gt;Danny&lt;/a&gt; will be pleased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Connectedness:  I believe things happen for a reason in a purposeful manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Adaptability:  I easily adjust to my environment, I'm a "go-with-the-flow" person, and live in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Input:  I want to know more; I crave information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Empathy:  I can sense what it feels like to be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Achiever:  I am busy and productive, and I don't require external motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, Strengthsquest.  I would say that you describe me well.&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/6775258656125390310-8051056755858802505?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/8051056755858802505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=8051056755858802505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8051056755858802505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8051056755858802505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/09/strengths.html' title='Strengths'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-6059632641588964363</id><published>2008-09-12T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:21:26.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon stewart'/><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jon Stewart, you are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Michelle Obama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She's got to.  She's a Democrat.  She must prove she loves America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As opposed to Republicans who everyone knows love America.  They just hate half the people living in it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the whole episode &lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/full-episodes/index.jhtml?episodeId=179249"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6775258656125390310-6059632641588964363?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/6059632641588964363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=6059632641588964363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6059632641588964363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6059632641588964363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/09/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1714614378098016507</id><published>2008-09-04T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:23:23.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Are You A...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caitlin and I found ourselves discussing some of our friends and the situations they find themselves in.  By the end of the conversation, we felt we had made some neat little categories that most people fall into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clashers, wobblers, cyclers, and fidgeters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way we named our groups is primarily based on how each personality interacts with other people.  See what I mean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clashers are aggressive and like attention.  They tend to direct conversations in a certain way, and they're not afraid to approach people with a cheerful voice and a big smile.  You know that guy at the party that has a whole room full of people intently listening to his story?  That guy is a clasher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fidgeters, on the other hand, are almost completely the opposite.  They feel uncomfortable at the center of attention.  They don't really enjoy conversations with people they don't already know, and if they are approached by someone else (like a clasher for example), you can bet the farm that the fidgeter isn't going to give the conversation any substance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wobblers and cyclers are in the middle of the two extremes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wobblers and cyclers can both handle attention, although they don't really prefer it (well, maybe sometimes they don't mind a little reinforcement).  These personalities have both the ability to happily allow someone else do the talking (clasher) and to fill in the gaps for someone who really doesn't want to do any talking (fidgeter).  In a few moments we'll get to how wobblers and fidgeters are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're probably wondering where these names are coming from.  Well, let me continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caitlin and I began talking about how these different people function in the context of relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clashers tend to prefer excitement and new experiences.  It is difficult for them to simply settle indefinitely because it is enjoyable for them to meet new people, gain new experiences, and express themselves to many different people.  There are times though for clashers when they encounter other clashers and the two people are forced to, in a sense, battle it out for the attention in a particular scenario.  The result is usually some confrontation, or "clash" you could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fidgeters like to settle though.  They like consistency.  It makes them feel stronger, and sort of compensates for the fear of creating new relationships with other people.  It also allows the fidgeter to "attach" themselves with - to almost find an identity in someone, which they like.  Unfortunately, if this attachment were to for some reason or another break, the person's entire world will be affected.  We used the term fidgeters because these people don't really come into contact with too many people and sort of keep to themselves.  (Imagine a super shy person sort of shaking in fear alone in the corner.  I know it's sad as well as an exaggeration, but you sort of get the idea.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's where wobblers and cyclers separate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wobblers can hold their own.  They can recover from relationships without much long-term damage.  They can shake it off.  They get "bumped," but don't really go anywhere; nothing really happens.  They just.... wobble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cyclers are the people that make the same mistakes over and over again.  They think they've got what they want figured out, so every time a relationship goes under, they start a new one the exact same way.  And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; relationship simply results the same way as the first one.  They go through cycles (obviously).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, as I see it, this pretty much categorizes everyone I think I've ever met.  There are some exceptions - of course.  But for the most part, I bet you can put yourself into one of these categories.  So which one is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, I should mention that each group is equally balanced between its pro and cons even though I didn't represent them fairly all the time.  So I hope you're not afraid to call yourself a clasher for example, or ashamed to call yourself a fidgeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me what you think!&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/6775258656125390310-1714614378098016507?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1714614378098016507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1714614378098016507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1714614378098016507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1714614378098016507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you.html' title='Are You A...?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-4082812310051045452</id><published>2008-08-11T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:23:55.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dallas willard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Brilliance of Dallas Willard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I've been reading &lt;a href="http://www.dwillard.org/books/DivConsp.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Divine Conspiracy: Rediscovering Our Hidden Life in God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Dallas Willard, and let me first say: "Amazing book."  I highly recommend it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously (if you've read it you'd understand), there is a ton going on that I could choose to blog about.  But frankly, I don't really need to.  Willard really does everything for you.  And I really don't need to clear anything up or further discuss much.  The book is excellently put together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing he said, however, that I felt I simply needed to repeat.  It's absolutely brilliant.  I found it on p. 155 of my copy in the fifth chapter (The Rightness of the Kingdom Heart: Beyond the Goodness of Scribes and Pharisees).  So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When I go to New York City, I do not have to think about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; going to London or Atlanta.  People do not meet me at the airport or station and exclaim over what a great thing I did in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; going somewhere else.  I took the steps to go to New York City, and that took care of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, when I treasure those around me and see them as God's creatures designed for his eternal purposes, I do not make an additional point of not hating them or calling them twerps or fools.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; doing those things is simply part of the package.  "He that loves has fulfilled the law," Paul said (Rom. 13:8).  Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, not going to London or Atlanta is a poor plan for going to New York.  And  being wrongly angry and so on is a poor plan for treating people with love.  It will not work.  And, of course, Jesus never intended it to be such a plan.  For all their necessity, goodness, and beauty, laws that deal only with actions, such as the Ten Commandments, simply cannot reach the human heart, the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; source&lt;/span&gt; of actions.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well put, Mr. Willard.  Well put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-4082812310051045452?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/4082812310051045452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=4082812310051045452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4082812310051045452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/4082812310051045452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-ive-been-reading-divine-conspiracy.html' title='The Brilliance of Dallas Willard'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-5396717312062946233</id><published>2008-08-07T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:24:28.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john'/><title type='text'>The Plants Are Asking: "Why I Am I Here?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago in Sunday School, we covered this passage.  &lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/tydripps/Ty_Dripps/tydripps.com.html"&gt;Ty&lt;/a&gt; asked me to lead a group of three: Chad, Serena, and Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and Serena are two stereotypical children of fundamental, conservative, Christian parents.  Jessica, on the other hand, may not even be a Christian.  She's a friend of Chad's and has attended church maybe three or four times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we start in on John 15, starting from verse 1: "I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty had given us a list of questions to go over, but I only glanced at them.  I don't like when a person dictates a conversation when they're not even a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do we know?" I asked the three of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me with blank faces.  I tried again.  "Who's speaking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus," Serena confidently stated.  It's one of those "Sunday School answers" that almost never goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right," I responded.  "And who is he talking to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More blank faces.  To be fair, they didn't have Bibles, so this one was a little tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's talking to his disciples," I decided to help.  "His best friends.  His followers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question: "So what is Jesus doing here?"  Blank faces.  I tried to help a little bit: "It's a literary device... when you compare two unlike things without using the words 'like' or 'as.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica stepped up.  "A metaphor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good," I replied.  "And what is Jesus comparing?"  I read them the first part of the passage again: "I am the true vine."  Blank faces.  I was beginning to wonder whether they legitimately didn't know, or if they just didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to move things along a little bit.  "Jesus is comparing himself to a vine.  What is a vine a part of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't really a Bible question, so it surprised me a little when Chad guessed a tree (which to be fair is close).  Serena suggested a plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Close," I said.  "A particular fruit grows on vines though..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grapes."  It was Jessica.  I'm starting to like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good.  Grapes grow on vines."  I drew a picture of a tree and identified the trunk.  I told them that the vine was kind of like the trunk of a tree.  It's the sturdy part that everything else grows out of.  In this case, it's the sturdy part that branches would grow out of, and grapes would grow out of those branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... and my Father is the gardener."  We were moving slow, but that's okay.  We were beginning to make some progress.  "What is this?" I asked, this time expecting to see blank faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to hear "Metaphor," but I wasn't surprised it was Jessica.  I'm really starting to like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recapped: "So Jesus is talking to his disciples.  He says that he is like a vine or a tree trunk.  And God is like a gardener.  What does a gardener do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takes care of the plants."  I think it was Serena this time.  Good thing...  There's more to the answer, but I let it go for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good."  Moving forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful."  We're only at verse 2, but I decided that we would stay here until we understood what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions start getting tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the purpose of a plant?"  Blank faces were a guarantee this time.  I knew it.  But this was a tough question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do plants do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena said slowly and questioningly, "Grow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," I said.  "You're really close..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that that was as good as it was going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Plants bear fruit.  Their purpose is to provide food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their faces sort of relax.  The answer's not too complicated as they probably thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued.  "Let's keep going with these metaphors.  If Jesus is the vine, and God is the gardener, then what are we?"  I realized that we hadn't gotten very far in the passage so I skipped forward to verse 5: "I am the vine; you are the branches."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are the branches, right?" I asked.  "So then what do we do?  What is our job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica answered, "To bear fruit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody was with me.  "So what does that mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have expected Jessica to even have a clue with this one, so I turned to Chad and Serena: "What does it mean to bear fruit?  You guys hear this phrase all the time in church.  What does it mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad laughed, embarrassed that he didn't know.  Serena was embarrassed too, but I asked again.  She offered, "To preach the Gospel."  This was a better answer than she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a really good answer," I told her.  "So what's the Gospel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't know what the Gospel is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad tried to answer: "That Jesus died for our sins."  The best example of a Sunday school answer that I could have dreamed of.  But this time, it wasn't completely right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a piece of it, I guess," I responded.  "But there's a lot more to it than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was running out.  I decided to try and go over what we did know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The gardener's job is to help plants fulfill their purpose.  In this case, the gardener, cuts off branches that don't grow grapes.  And he makes sure that the branches that are growing grapes are getting water and sunlight.  Now let's apply this to our situation here in the real world.  God is supposed to then help us fulfill our purpose.  So what does that mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica understood enough.  "He's supposed to help us bear fruit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so close.  "And that means..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's supposed to help us preach the Gospel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nailed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so interesting about this passage is that Chad and Serena were missing the real point of the passage.  They've been trained to answer with shallow responses that miss the real point.  They've minimized the Gospel to "Jesus died for my sins."  And that misses so much of the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not trying to criticize Chad and Serena in any way.  However, I would point the finger at the church.  Specifically though, parents.  Parents need to help their children grow in their faith so that they can have more to say than a fifth grader who just finished a week of VBS.  But I would also say that when you're a sophomore in high school, you need to do something yourself and study so that your faith has some legitimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, on the other hand, was getting it.  And she doesn't have a boatload of these Sunday School answers packed away in her brain to fake her faith with.  I think Christians today need to let go of their presuppositions that they've gotten so comfortable with in the past, and they need to step up and learn, study, ask questions, and answer questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing pleases an atheist more than to see Christians answer questions with words that they themselves don't really understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-5396717312062946233?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/5396717312062946233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=5396717312062946233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5396717312062946233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5396717312062946233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/08/plants-are-asking-why-i-am-i-here.html' title='The Plants Are Asking: &quot;Why I Am I Here?&quot;'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1074140879011139637</id><published>2008-04-14T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:20:22.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Afterword</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I realize that &lt;a href="http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/04/finished-and-huh.html"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt; might have been kind of weird (especially if, like &lt;a href="http://whateverisgood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wes&lt;/a&gt;, you're wondering what this all has to do with the novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;).  To be honest, it was really just me wanting to feel smart and to prove that I know enough about the Old Testament to point out Fromm's inaccurate statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in continuation...  I will be the first to admit that as a whole (and pretty much everything else that Fromm says other than that one statement in the beginning) is really insightful.  (Actually, there was one more statement that I was curious about, but I'll save that for later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fromm begins his commentary on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt; by discussing a common perception of "end times" long ago.  In Greek and Roman thinking (as well as the Old Testament), there was a hope that man will eventually be able to "create a world of justice and peace."  This was the mindset for most of the world's history.  And during the Renaissance, a form of writing developed to express how people thought things might work out.  It was called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;utopian&lt;/span&gt; literature and was first seen in Thomas More's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Utopia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Interesting fact: "utopia" literally means "nowhere.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this particular book, More "combined a most penetrating criticism of his own society, its irrationality and its injustice, with the picture of which, though perhaps not perfect, had solved most of the human problems which sounded insoluble to his own contemporaries."  This society also catered to the "deepest longings of man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This view of the future continued through the writings of the Enlightenment philosophers of the 1700's and the socialist thinkers of the 1800's, and really wasn't reconsidered until the end of World War 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then during that first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; war that we began to realize what humans were capable of, and the hope that we had embraced so strongly began to fade.  We saw millions die in the war, we saw Stalin drive a country mad, we saw Hitler demolish an ethnicity, we watched atomic bombs disintegrate populations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is precisely the significance of Orwell's book that it expresses the new mood of hopelessness which pervades our age before this mood has become manifest and taken hold of the consciousness of people.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other books did the same: Zamyatin's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; and Huxley's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brave New World&lt;/span&gt;.  But I've only read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;, so I won't talk about those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new genre was identified as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;negative utopian literature&lt;/span&gt; and marked the beginning of a new way of thinking.  A loss of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fromm (keep in mind, he wrote this in 1961) also points out the paradox in this transformation:  Our "hope-filled" time before WWI had economic justification for slavery &amp;amp; exploitation and science was looked to in order to make things better; it is here at the beginning of modern development that we find hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when the hopes are realizable, when enough food could actually be made for everybody and war is unnecessary, when world peace begins to come within our grasp, "when man is on the verge of realizing his hope, he begins to lose it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, no?&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/6775258656125390310-1074140879011139637?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1074140879011139637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1074140879011139637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1074140879011139637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1074140879011139637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/04/afterword.html' title='Afterword'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-348672775316815735</id><published>2008-04-11T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:38:45.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Finished, and Huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I've just now finished George Orwell's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt; - good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm all excited because I want to blog about some of the things I've kind of been thinking about, but then I began the afterword by a guy named Erich Fromm, and I'm already confused.  You think you know a book until you begin reading criticisms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fromm says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Old Testament philosophy of history assumes that man grows and unfolds in history and eventually becomes what he potentially is.  It assumes that he develops his powers of reason and love fully, and thus is enabled to grasp the world, being one with his fellow man and nature, at the same time preserving his individuality and his integrity.  Universal peace and justice are the goals of man, and the prophets have faith that in spite of all errors and sins, eventually this "end of days" will arrive, symbolized by the figure of the Messiah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really doesn't make sense to me.  I don't know if the problem is that this inaccurate or untrue, or if I just don't like the language he uses.  This really doesn't have much to do with the book, it just stuck out to me as unusual.  What do you think?&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/6775258656125390310-348672775316815735?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/348672775316815735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=348672775316815735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/348672775316815735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/348672775316815735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/04/finished-and-huh.html' title='Finished, and Huh?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7701934107291344928</id><published>2008-04-08T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:25:02.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><title type='text'>Jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Several times in the Old Testament, God refers to Himself as a "jealous God."  Most of the time I would read this and think to myself, "Isn't that a bad thing?"  I mean, isn't jealousy bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my look at jealousy has changed.  I've learned this from my awesome girlfriend, &lt;a href="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p199/mark835/n1042380078_30083785_8029.jpg"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/a&gt;.  And, I wouldn't have expected it, but she has told me herself that she is a  "jealous girlfriend."  What she meant was that when I spend my time with other people, she becomes jealous, in a sense, that I am not spending my time with her.  This may sound selfish, but it really isn't.  Regardless, I'm beginning to understand what God means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone you care about immensely, preferably a loved one, but I guess it doesn't have to be.  But it should be someone that you constantly want to spend your time with.  Got it?  Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine, you start seeing this person hang out with other people all the time or just doing things that don't involve you.  You want to be those people so bad just so that you could be with your loved one.  Or you want to be involved in whatever that thing is that doesn't have to do with you.  Your own self-esteem begins to falter because you feel that you're not good enough for this person.  They would rather spend their time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those people&lt;/span&gt;  or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that thing&lt;/span&gt; than you.  It sort of hurts, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, surprise!  God feels the exact same way.  He's jealous of the things you spend your time with.  He's jealous of your computer and your TV.  He's jealous of your schoolwork, your girlfriend - anything that you seem to want to spend your time with that isn't Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why shouldn't He?  It makes sense doesn't it?  The Creator of the Universe wants to spend time with you... but there is a really good episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; on this week (for the record, I don't actually watch the show), or you're just really, really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong here.  Think about it.  In this sense, jealousy is a sign of pure love.  For Caitlin, it shows me that she loves me because she wants to be a part of my life.  For God, it shows us that He wants to be involved with us.  That's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our perception of idolatry needs to change.  I consider myself a pretty knowledgeable Christian at times, but even I can't help but think of a large golden image (or a chocolate bunny for my Veggie Tale sympathizers) when I hear the word "idolatry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idolatry is spending time with things that don't involve God.  And it's a big deal.  It really is. That's why God gets so worked up about it all over the Old Testament.  It insults the very nature of who He is.  It insults the idea that He is worth every single breath in your being.  And we're all guilty of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also mention that those things I mentioned earlier (girlfriend, computer, etc.) are not examples of idolatry in themselves.  But what we need to do is use our time in a way that involves God in our lives.  And hopefully, even better yet, we should be striving to the point where not only is He involved, but God becomes the focus and motivation of every single one of our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with Deuteronomy 4:23-24:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful not to forget the covenant of the LORD your God that he made with you; do not make for yourselves an idol in the form of anything the LORD your God has forbidden.  For the LORD your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God."&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/6775258656125390310-7701934107291344928?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7701934107291344928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7701934107291344928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7701934107291344928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7701934107291344928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/04/jealous.html' title='Jealous'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-5654460824886045444</id><published>2008-03-26T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:25:26.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I Plege Allegiance to the... Desk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is not a new issue for most.  Everyday, during second period, the girl that sits next to me refuses to stand during the Pledge of Allegiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not the lack of patriotism or anything that bothers me (believe me).  Here's what it is: she'll be talking, and mid-sentence, the announcements come on.  She stops and sits - as if to make a public declaration - as if to make an additional effort to go against the grain and draw attention to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now granted, she's not the only one.  In fact, she's not only the even person in that class who sits during the Pledge...  But that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I talked to &lt;a href="http://coldfire.wordpress.com/"&gt;Danny&lt;/a&gt; a couple of hours ago, he was mentioning that he stands during the Pledge at the school he works at... to show respect - but he doesn't say anything.  Fine, I respond.  To be honest, I don't really care about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard some arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For atheists, it's "under God" that they don't like, and instead of leaving that part out, they pit themselves against the principle of the entire thing and neglect the Pledge altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some, it's "I don't like the idea of giving allegiance to a flag."  In my humble opinion though, isn't an inanimate object the best possible thing to give allegiance to?  I mean, think about it: it can't do anything wrong.  It seems like the only logical thing to give allegiance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my point is this.  If you don't like the Pledge, fine.  If you don't want to say it, all right.  If you think you're being brainwashed, so be it.  If it contradicts the God you don't believe in, okay.  But why do you have to make it a spectacle?  Why do you have to be so facetious for something so unimportant?  Is it really that big of a deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a religious or patriotic issue for me.  It's a "Why are you wasting your time making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; statement?"  There are others to spend your time on.  For the girl next to me, I know you can talk about how much you hate the President or the War.  Talk about those to someone... and do something about how you feel.  Support the causes you believe in.  But you're not accomplishing anything by trying to draw attention to yourself during the Pledge.  At least stand up.  It's a bunch of high school seniors: they don't care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-5654460824886045444?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/5654460824886045444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=5654460824886045444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5654460824886045444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5654460824886045444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-plege-allegiance-to-desk.html' title='I Plege Allegiance to the... Desk?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-1636192848934347841</id><published>2008-03-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:25:47.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen colbert'/><title type='text'>Colbert Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A scientist with the right idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164485"&gt;http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164485&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colbert being himself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164483"&gt;http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164483&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164055"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/videos.jhtml?videoId=164055&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775258656125390310-1636192848934347841?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/1636192848934347841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=1636192848934347841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1636192848934347841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/1636192848934347841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/03/colbert-updates.html' title='Colbert Updates'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-6579593022672008285</id><published>2008-03-18T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:27:44.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew'/><title type='text'>The Kingdom of Heaven Is Like a King...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Jesus spoke to them again in parables, saying, 'The kingdom of heaven is like a king who prepared a wedding banquet for his son.'"  Most of us are familiar with the story found in Matthew 22, right?  We went over it in Sunday School on (you guessed it!) Sunday.   But so many new ideas started to reveal themselves to me while I was reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with the king calling on those whom he invited - a typical Jewish custom I learned.  So he calls on his friends.  They "refused to come."  A little surprising to say the least.  Let's call this Invitation #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More servants are sent, because obviously these people don't understand how good the food is.  But they don't really seem to care much.  In fact, some even decided that they didn't care so much, they killed the servants (a logical course of action).  This made the king mad (to say the least).  I mean it's one thing to say no to a party... twice.  But it's another to literally kill the messenger.  Invitation #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king sends out servants a last time, but this time not to the invited ones.  They are told to go to the street corners and invite anyone they can find (Invitation #3).  The servants continue to obey - they get good people, bad people, and I assume the okay people (I like to refer to them as the purgatory people... sorry - bad joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the king looks at his guests, he notices a guy who seems to have a wardrobe malfunction, and sends him to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, if you want to know what really happens, see Matthew 22:1-14.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm thinking, and I might be way off, or this might really be obvious, I don't know.  But as an 18-year-old without any formal Bible background, I gave myself a pat on the back for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first invite gave me the image of Eden: God setting aside a place for us to have communion with Him.  Why would anyone pass it up, right?  Well, we all know what happened just two chapters later.  Adam rejected the invitation.  We rejected the invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second: Torah.  God asks again: "Why don't you just come and join me?"  And yet, ultimately the Israelites decide that Torah is not for them.  We reject the second invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3:  One needs only a quick peek at the prophets to see that "the king" is pretty mad.  So Jesus is introduced.  And if you actually read anything about Jesus in the gospels, you will find in no time that he extended this invitation to the poor, to the outcast - the previously uninvited.  The call to communion with Yahweh is not only for the select few any more.  The select few didn't want to come... we didn't want to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lots and lots of people are coming to the party now... notice: none of them were originally invited (kind of scary, right?).  But there is a man who doesn't belong.  Somehow he slipped in, wasn't wearing wedding clothes, and the king throws him out.  There's lots of directions I could go with just this: who invited him and didn't tell him about the clothes?  They must feel bad.  Or maybe: is that a description of hell that he is sent to?  I don't even want to begin down that road... &lt;a href="http://whateverisgood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wes&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... I want to focus on the bigger issue of the story.  This man missed out on the banquet because he wasn't dressed properly.  Bringing in the metaphor: this man missed out on the kingdom of heaven because he didn't take care of something relatively basic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now notice the entire time that I have linked "us" with the Israelites.  Because it is us that breaks Shaalom.  It us us that ignores Torah.  It is us that decides that food prepared by the God of the universe is just.... eh - not really for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes beggars to appreciate this food.  It takes the humble to say yes to the invitation.  It takes the broken, the outcast, the ones that no one cares about, to admit, "Hey, I could go for a meal right now with Somebody... it's all I have going for me."  Maybe this is why a few chapters earlier Jesus said that it is the "poor in spirit" who actually have the kingdom of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's a poor man who wasn't wearing wedding clothes...  Maybe he couldn't afford them.  If so, that servant would be responsible for the hell he ends up going through (pardon the figurative language).  Or maybe one of the invited would have been able to buy him some proper attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that's not the case.  Maybe the guy was a slob.  Maybe he was lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping = Salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6775258656125390310-6579593022672008285?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/6579593022672008285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=6579593022672008285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6579593022672008285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/6579593022672008285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/03/kingdom-of-heaven-is-like-king.html' title='The Kingdom of Heaven Is Like a King...'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7297289828439382915</id><published>2008-03-12T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:49:19.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The Liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He ponders the petition with unquestioning composure;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Close to the response in typical fashion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ringed with the pleading scent, he settles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beating heart beneath him races;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He draws from his exalted wisdom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And like a politician he smiles.&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/6775258656125390310-7297289828439382915?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7297289828439382915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7297289828439382915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7297289828439382915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7297289828439382915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/03/liar.html' title='The Liar'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-2746742977270715102</id><published>2008-01-19T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:27:26.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><title type='text'>The Myth Called the Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wrote this speech for my debate class. My teacher is a really hard-core atheist, and there's a cluster of Jews in the front corner... this may clear up a few of the references.... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our particular classroom is composed of basically three groups of people: Christians, Jews, and atheists. And Catholics are Christians - if you don't know that by now, you are in no place to criticize the subject of which I am about to delve into. My speech seeks to educate all of you on a subject that we all enjoy criticizing so much: the Bible. Atheists always joke about knowing more about the Bible than most Christians – while most of them have never actually read through one. And most Christians claim to understand the Bible – or they accept it as literally true – without ever having actually studied it. And by the way, there is a difference between reading and studying. Oh, and the Jews present also are lumped into this because it is your people’s history I am constantly referring to. The following benefits everyone in this room: for the Christians, you will learn about the Bible and the perspectives it was written from. For the Jews, this is a major component of the Israelites’ response to the Torah. And for the atheists (and the Jewish atheists which personally I don’t really get), I am simply fueling your arguments when you confront a Christian about their holy and perfect book. So you’re probably all waiting in eager anticipation for my topic, right? Well here it is: ancient near eastern cosmology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be confused of course with cosmetology – as Laurel will talk about. No, cosmology, for starters, is a type of world view. It is a person’s view on how the world works - the natural order of the universe, or the cosmos. So naturally, it is called cosmology. But Mark, what does this have to do with the Bible? Well, thanks for asking… let me tell you. In the Old Testament times, the writers of the Bible did not have as much scientific knowledge as we do now. They perceived the world as flat. Yes, that’s right – just like Columbus and his buddies. But that was just the staring point. But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. The idea here is to paint a picture of the universe in terms of Hebrew thought since after all, it was the Hebrews who wrote everything the Bible is based around. In other words: what better way to start learning about the Bible than to understand how its writers saw the universe? This is where it all starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the earth is the center of all things: according to the Hebrews. Now yea whatever... Galileo disproved that or something. Not the point. The Hebrews believed that they were the center of the universe. And so did the Catholic Church up until just a couple years ago. This idea more than anything else came from common sense (well, at least at the time). You know how it goes: the sun is moving, and I am not. So naturally the sun is moving around me. Again, I am not saying this is accurate, but this is the perspective from which the Bible was written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have the earth; it is the center of the universe. Ok. This is called geocentrism. So why is it important? Well, you will soon see how everything is else is literally based around this concept. The Hebrews believed that their earth was flat – not a sphere. There were edges (which explains numerous references to “the ends of the earth” in the Bible) and below the earth was this sort of sea thing. The flat earth was held up by giant pillars. (By the way, were you were to ask someone from India around this time, they would most likely tell you that these were not pillars, but giant elephants holding up the earth. Similar idea with different details.) Anyway, these pillars were based at the bottom of this large dome in which the flat earth sits. And at the bottom of this dome, we have this raging ocean sort of thing. This is where we will begin looking at the Bible – and we'll work from the ground up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several references in the Torah (this is the Hebrew law which hopefully our Jewish friends know a lot about) pertaining to the “water under the earth.” What in the world would this be referring to if you didn't understand Hebrew cosmology? Well, it would seem that the Hebrews (and I guess God as well) were not particularly fond of these waters. First of all – it contained fish and other creatures which God and Moses made clear not to worship. But right next to the waters, or rather, above, was the underworld, or Sheol. This place could only be entered through the grave, and would kind of be like an equivalent to hell today – but not exactly, so don't get too caught up on that one. Sheol was the place where dead Israelites would go if they were to be cut off from their inheritance, and in their culture, that was a really big deal. So both Sheol and these waters were not very well-liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving up now, we find that there is flat earth on pillars (and continue remembering that their earth is flat – that's important later). These pillars were thought to be very strong (I mean, after all, they do hold up the entire world). But the earth itself was also very firm. In fact, as we will examine in a little bit, the earth is actually responsible for holding up the heavens. This explains the enormity of statements such as God shaking the foundations of the earth. When the foundations hold up not only earth, but the heavens as well, it takes a lot of strength to shake them. This strength contributed to the way Hebrews viewed their God: strong and powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing upward: earth, and then sky and then... what? According to the Hebrews you would have found yourself at the rim of the dome mentioned earlier. This dome was believed to contain all the items mentioned earlier and much more. Along this dome Hebrews believed there were tracks that the sun and the moon and the stars traveled along. They believed stars to be nothing more than small dots of light that could theoretically fall off the sky if they became dislodged. It was almost as if stars were glued to the ceiling of their universe – kind of like the glow-in-the-dark stars we can buy at the store today (see, if you get nothing else out of this speech you can learn that those glow-in-the-dark stars are similar to ancient near eastern cosmology). And the sky and the moon were thought of in similar ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, let's analyze this sky some more. Hebrews considered the sky more like a tent than an atmosphere. And in the Bible it is referred to as a “firmament.” The role of a firmament is to separate. In the Bible, it is said that there is a firmament between the waters. Today, that phrase makes no sense whatsoever. But outside this dome, the Hebrews believed that there was more water, and the sky's job was to keep the water from getting inside and drowning us. However, when God gets mad, he opens the floodgates on the top of the sky dome and drowns everyone (unless you're stuck on a boat with a ton of animals). This is also how rain and snow get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait – speaking of God, where is He in all this? Well, truth be told, the surrounding water does not just go on forever, but actually has its own dome. However, outside of that dome is God's territory – the Heaven of Heavens as it was called. Now many scholars believe that the Hebrews believed there to actually be seven domes. While I am not choosing to refute or qualify this claim, I am choosing to let it go so that I can get to the main idea instead. So maybe there were more domes, but for the sake of time – let's just stick with what we already have. God essentially just sort of hung out on top of all the domes observing earth from there – at least to start with. Now there are several passages in the Bible that refer to God seeing all the kingdoms of the world (and even suggesting simultaneously). Well, since the earth was flat, a high vantage point enabled God to see the entire world without having to rotate the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, throughout the course of the Bible, the reader watches God descend slowly from the Heaven of Heavens and get closer and closer to us – the people. First He was dome God. Then during his early teen years, God went through an experimental phase and led the Israelites out of Egypt as a blazing pillar of fire – my small group leader prefers to refer to this as God's adolescent or pubescent stage. Then He appeared on Mount Sinai to meet with Moses – Mountain God. Then the arc of the covenant was made (Indiana Jones) and He was Box God. Then God decided to settle down for a bit and became Temple God. After the temple was destroyed, Jesus was born (merry Christmas!) and He was Jesus God. After Jesus was killed, He became the Holy Spirit – or as I like to say, People God. And all of these progressions started with Dome God over a flat earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, I hope you've gained an idea of what was going through the writer's head when he was writing the beginnings of the Bible. Obviously, this has not been an argument about whether or not God exists. That is an unwinnable and unprovable debate for another time. What I have tried to do, however, is show you a little background. It doesn't make sense to attack the Bible for contradicting itself or being disproven unless you understand how it was written. The best interpretation I've heard about what the Bible is is this: God moves, man experiences, man records. In man's recording of these events, he is obviously going to write from his own perspective. So how are we supposed to understand what the Bible is saying unless we understand where the author is coming from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that now when you discuss the Bible, whether you're tearing a high schooler's faith apart, reading it for wisdom, or you're forced to memorize the Torah, that it maybe makes a little more sense and that you are more knowledgeable than you were ten minutes ago. Hopefully, you will now know about what you're talking about before you claim to know everything about a book you've never actually opened.&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/6775258656125390310-2746742977270715102?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/2746742977270715102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=2746742977270715102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2746742977270715102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/2746742977270715102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2008/01/myth-called-bible.html' title='The Myth Called the Bible'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-5406257136767031238</id><published>2007-11-03T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:26:58.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's Not Done... But It's a Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The following is my first draft of an original oratory speech about "problems." It's long, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past summer, I spent a week of my time in the city of Los Angeles. I was there with a group of teenagers from my church working with an international organization called World Impact. We spent our week in a variety of activities: we helped out at a church hosting a vacation Bible school for the children in the area; we went to the homes of local missionaries and babysat their kids so the adults could have a date night; we made breakfast at a homeless shelter; we slept in the city of Watts and walked the streets of Compton. But there was one day that stood out to me in particular. Our first Monday morning we went walking around downtown Los Angeles. We rode buses and the Metro rail; we saw the garment district and the Cake Building. And then we went down San Pedro Ave. where I saw something I had never seen before. We were right around the corner from Skid Row – and there were hundreds of homeless people everywhere. They came up and just started talking to us about nothing and we just sort of nodded and listened and gave them our sandwiches. It really felt like there was nothing we could do to actually help. Clearly, there is a problem here. There is a ton of homeless people in the city of Los Angeles alone and something needs to be done about it. And homelessness is not the world’s only problem… there are millions of other problems. Today, when Americans look at the world and see its “major” problems like AIDS, slavery, human trafficking, and homelessness, we try to decide which way is the quickest way to find a solution to eradicate all of these issues. But this is not the right approach. There is a new way in which we have to approach these large-scale tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internationally, one of the biggest problems that we continually hear of is the AIDS epidemic. So we’re forced to ask… is it really a problem? The answer: yes. Yes, AIDS really is a problem. AIDS was first recognized in 1981, and since then has killed more than twenty-five million people – and continues to kill about ten people every hour – one of the most destructive epidemics in recorded history. In the world right now, it is estimated that over forty-five million people live with HIV. That is a lot Not to mention that every single day more people contract this fatal disease. Many people, Americans in particular, look at this case and aren’t affected much by it. And who can blame them? It’s easy to be nonchalant about this sort of thing when less than one percent of the United States’ population is actually going to die from it. Your way of thinking might change somewhere else. For example, when you live in a country such as Swaziland where over thirty-three percent of its one million inhabitants have AIDS, this topic is slightly more concerning. In Swaziland, one of every three people will probably die within ten years. And you thought the number of cigarette deaths were scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but don’t worry. There are plenty of other problems around the world – and some don’t even directly involve death and disease. They’re more involved with scamming, kidnapping, forced labor, and abuse. I’m talking about the thirty million humans around the world that are slaves. Depending who you trust though, some sources will stretch that number to two hundred million people worldwide. That’s alarming. And yes, by the way, I do mean slaves. But I’m not talking about what you’re probably thinking. If you’re imagining a black family paid for by a plantation owner who gets a few meals a day and has to pick cotton while getting whipped, congratulations: you’re still understating the situation like a true American. No – I’m talking about slavery that takes place all over the world as a business practice where business owners travel to different countries and approach families with little to no money and promise them a better life working somewhere new. Most families, already as close to nothingness as possible, jump at the chance, and are literally carted off to a country that they have never heard of before, separated from their families, and participate in harsh forced labor for the rest of their lives. In fact you may very well be wearing clothing right now that was made by one of these slaves – if it’s from JC Penny or Nike for a couple quick examples. But the clothing industry is only a microscopic part of human slavery. Some people are tricked into believing that they can sell other members of their family for both money and a better life for that person. This however never happens. Men will sell their wives and children having no idea that they will never see them again. And the other money making schemes these people are put in are far worse than sweatshops. Many are sold into prostitution and sex trafficking, especially women and minors. Over six hundred thousand people are trafficked each year – about eighty percent women, and over fifty percent minors. You do the math and figure out where they’re going. It’s a horrible and sickening reality that we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more familiar note, there are around seventy thousand homeless people… in the city of Los Angeles. There are thousands and thousands more in the United States, and overseas there are entire nations that we would consider homeless. In LA, over forty-one percent of them were employed a year ago. And about a quarter of them have a drug addiction. For me personally at least, this issue strikes a deeper chord only because I’ve seen it firsthand, I’ve talked to these people – I’ve shaken their hands. And there’s something about Skid Row that just scares me to death… and I think it has something to do with our response to it all… not as Americans, as humans. How can we allow these sorts of things to plague our brothers and sisters? This is the question I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With AIDS, we have an attitude that tells us we won’t be able to fix it – so we give up. More Americans than I would personally like to believe know the reality of the situation. The disease is spreading like a wildfire and the only ways for it to really go away are not realistic: one, we find a medical solution – but that’s too costly, too hard, and we’re already trying to do that anyway; two, anyone with the disease has to discontinue all sexual behavior – but that’s too difficult to enforce, many people with HIV are unaware that they have it, and let’s face it – how do you keep people from having sex? You don’t; and three, we let everyone with AIDS die off – but that’s inhumane and cruel. As you can see, this is an extremely complex problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slavery and human trafficking have the same problems. When you look at it, the problem is really too big to fix – or it’s just virtually impossible. And homelessness is the same thing. These are problems that if taken literally, cannot be eradicated. They will always be a part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do we do? We have these astronomic gaping devastations in our nation and in our world, and we know that they will never be fixed. Most people stop there. And that’s the problem. Americans in particular are guilty of this mindset. We look at an unfixable problem and decide that we’re screwed and stop there. Here’s what I want to know: how do we go to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;, Harper Lee writes, “You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view… until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.” Do we really have to solve every problem to help our fellow man? No, we don’t. I think we just think we do and use that argument as an excuse because let’s face it: helping other people is an inconvenience. It costs time and energy. And if the problem doesn’t affect me, then why should I have to be a part of the solution. Well that’s just it, isn’t it? These sorts of things should affect you. Maybe not financially or practically… but human abuse should stir something in our hearts. It would if it was your kids being sold into slavery. It would if your mom contracted HIV. It would if you lost your job. Our problem is that we make sure we don’t see things from other people’s points of view. We don’t “climb into their skin.” Well, maybe we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s look at the ways we approach these problems currently in the world. AIDS: we send money to organizations, we buy Bono’s newest book or CD, the government drops packages of condoms out of helicopters. Wow – what a difference we’re making. Human trafficking: our super-efficient government has passed law after law illegalizing child labor and slavery both in the United States and internationally, but doesn’t really enforce them. Good for us. And homelessness: well, again, the government has been implementing our flawless welfare system for years – so what am I saying? That problem has nearly disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably sounds like I’m attacking the government. But I’m not… well, okay. Maybe I am a little. But there’s someone else to blame. You may have noticed that American citizens – you and I – are doing a lot less than our governments. I’m not saying you as an individual, but many of us Americans are sitting in front of our televisions hearing about these problems on the four o’clock “Oh, but I gave twenty dollars to a homeless man last week.” Then why is it that I am constantly hearing stories about “this one bum that took my money to a 7-11 and bought alcohol – so I don’t give them money anymore.” You’re just looking out for their health, right? No. You’re making an excuse so that you don’t have to sacrifice anything of yourself to help someone else. Who cares what he does with your money? Does five dollars really hurt your personal economic stability? Our excuses are prioritized over people. That’s a problem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you want to make a difference? Do you want to change something? I won’t just be an Al Gore who tells you we’re screwed, walks off the stage, and gets the Nobel Peace Prize. Here’s where you start: put yourself in the perspective of other people. Climb into their skin and walk around in it. When AIDS is an issue, remember that sending condoms doesn’t help people who believe that having sex with a virgin will cure them. You have to understand their culture and their ways of thinking before you can help them. And the same principle goes for human trafficking and slavery and homelessness. What is it that drives these merchants to sell people? Why is this person homeless? What is their story? Don’t generalize. Don’t stereotype. Climb into their skin and walk around in it. Then maybe – just maybe – we will start to see the world as it is, have a heart for the broken, and take a step in the right direction to change it for the better.&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/6775258656125390310-5406257136767031238?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/5406257136767031238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=5406257136767031238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5406257136767031238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/5406257136767031238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-not-done-but-its-start.html' title='It&apos;s Not Done... But It&apos;s a Start'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-7956318811248009022</id><published>2007-09-26T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:26:40.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Fairness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So today at In n' Out, I'm just hanging out with a few people - you know who you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, behind me at a table there is a homeless lady talking with another lady (I don't know if they had ever met before). Not too far into my meal, I notice that two cop cars pull in the parking lot, and I turned to Katie and predicted the future: the homeless lady was going to be picked on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The police came over and started asking some general questions because they were just... "interested..." Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And not too long after that, the homeless lady was kindly escorted into one of those lovely black and white cars. Oh but don't worry - they sent for a third cop car, actually a van, for her shopping cart with all of her earthly possessions inside. So now we have two cop cars - one with the homeless lady inside (cuffed by the way), and a van with her cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's my problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How did the cops find this out? Why did it take two of them? Why did they pretend for thirty minutes that they were Kris's friend (I believe that was her name)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;According to another Chris (friend of mine), she was found in possession of a substance of some kind... Now a lot of you are probably thinking, "I knew it! It was just a drug addict homeless person!" Well then I have a problem with you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't really consider myself that hostile, but this kind of thing really sets me off. I mean this lady was not hurting anyone, she was not damaging any property, nothing. Don't get me wrong - I am not saying this lady should just go unpunished forever, but why is she the one that gets hammered for every mistake she makes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is a huge prejudice against homeless people. Everyone assumes they are some form of an animal - incapable of acting dignified, always having a drug problem, using every penny they get to buy alcohol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not saying it doesn't happen, and I don't want to hear stories of examples that prove me wrong. I wouldn't even go so far as to say that the majority of homeless people are "good." But why does every homeless person we see get this label put on them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why did the police straight line for this person? Maybe they got a call? Well, I know that not every homeless person I see stopped by the cops was tattled on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know... this is not an argument - it's unorganized and based on emotion, so don't just tell me I'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just want this question answered: why can't we just love homeless people?&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/6775258656125390310-7956318811248009022?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/7956318811248009022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=7956318811248009022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7956318811248009022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/7956318811248009022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2007/09/fairness.html' title='Fairness?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775258656125390310.post-8749299687181634065</id><published>2007-06-25T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:26:20.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Satisfaction / Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know about you, but I often find myself in the middle of a really stressful time and I think to myself, "It's ok, it'll be over in a few days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the days pass, and I don't feel satisfied. I don't feel content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder if our entire time on earth will be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, we'll have to wait until we get to heaven to finally understand what "relaxation" really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about sleeping in, or sitting at the beach in the middle of summer. I'm talking about when you literally do not have a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to imagine...&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/6775258656125390310-8749299687181634065?l=marksblogs835.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/feeds/8749299687181634065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775258656125390310&amp;postID=8749299687181634065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8749299687181634065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775258656125390310/posts/default/8749299687181634065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marksblogs835.blogspot.com/2007/06/satisfaction-contentment.html' title='Satisfaction / Contentment'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03179600503015065271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UsjCty0_CxE/SRV5fO2a0QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AmqfIra-ryo/S220/Mammoth+ID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
