<?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-7036171157391770335</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:08:36.428-05:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='miscellaneous'/><category term='Portland'/><category term='growing in Christ'/><category term='Jericho'/><category term='NAC'/><category term='bible in 365'/><category term='theology'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='music'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='church life'/><category term='bicycling'/><category term='teachings'/><category term='weekend report'/><category term='advent'/><category term='life'/><category term='the poor'/><category term='blog shout'/><category term='acog profiles'/><category term='aloha youth'/><category term='pastoring'/><category term='family'/><category term='book review'/><category term='Sunday report'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='sunday preview'/><category term='Release of the Spirit'/><category term='24'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Tim Irwin - The Masked Evangel</title><subtitle type='html'>unmasking the church to share the good news of jesus christ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5393398553585298923</id><published>2009-03-07T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:04:37.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Daylight Savings Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbM1qkKjymI/AAAAAAAABTw/-etg9DoTZGU/s1600-h/hour+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310647390978689634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbM1qkKjymI/AAAAAAAABTw/-etg9DoTZGU/s320/hour+glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't forget to reset your clocks tonight. Set your alarm for 2 a.m., get up and change the time to 3 a.m.. Remember to do this precisely at 2 a.m. - that's when the change takes affect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you've got a rebellious streak, go ahead and change it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course if you'd done what I do, it wouldn't even be an issue. It's been just over 120 days since we changed out clocks the last time. I hate losing that hour of sleep in the spring, so ever since last fall I've been setting my clock ahead 30 seconds every day. That way, I don't even notice the change, and I feel completely rested. Of course it does make it a little difficult to stay in sync with the rest of the world. Their clocks are off anywhere from 30 secs to 59 and a half minutes from me, but I think it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tune in next time when I explain flying from one time zone to another, and how to avoid jet lag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5393398553585298923?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5393398553585298923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5393398553585298923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5393398553585298923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5393398553585298923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/03/daylight-savings-time.html' title='Daylight Savings Time'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbM1qkKjymI/AAAAAAAABTw/-etg9DoTZGU/s72-c/hour+glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5714183337546575477</id><published>2009-03-06T20:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:24:45.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sparky (1998?-2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbHURjToILI/AAAAAAAABTQ/vtd4UZ9Rdyk/s1600-h/sparky+yoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310258833646952626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbHURjToILI/AAAAAAAABTQ/vtd4UZ9Rdyk/s320/sparky+yoda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometime over two years ago Sparky came to live with us. Her owner had died after a long illness, and Sparky needed a home. We were told she was nine years old, but we all think she was a lot older than that. For the first week we had her, she stood looking at the door, as if waiting for her master to come get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually she became one of the family. She really loved Janelle and Ben especially. She moved with us first to Whitehall and then across country to Oregon. Although she slept most of the trip, it still seemed to take a lot out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately she's been seeming confused. She would wander to a corner of our fenced-in back yard, or even into a corner of the room, and then stand there, not sure what she was supposed to do or where she was supposed to go. Every time she would wake up from a nap, she would stand there as if she was trying to remember where she was and who we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened this week that caused her to slip downhill fast. She quit eating and spent even more time sleeping (if that's possible). She started having trouble walking, and fell down several times. If she could manage to get up from where she was sleeping, then she couldn't figure out how to lay down. She was so weak that she couldn't bend down without falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We determined to make her comfortable as long as we could, until last night when she was lying on the kitchen floor napping. She peed right where she was (sorry to be graphic), and just laid in it. That was the tipping point for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we said goodbye to Sparky and I drove her to the animal shelter, where I rubbed her head one last time, said, "Bye, Baby," and walked out. I have often said I wasn't very connected to her, but found out today she was more &lt;em&gt;my dog &lt;/em&gt;than I realized, or would have admitted if questioned. She's gone now, and in my mind's eye I can see her romping with her old owner, reunited, at least in my fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbHULskvXCI/AAAAAAAABTI/yyiszvRq_7g/s1600-h/sparky+yoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7036171157391770335-5714183337546575477?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5714183337546575477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5714183337546575477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5714183337546575477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5714183337546575477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/03/sparky-1998-2009.html' title='Sparky (1998?-2009)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SbHURjToILI/AAAAAAAABTQ/vtd4UZ9Rdyk/s72-c/sparky+yoda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-2844686792486903429</id><published>2009-01-27T00:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:53:56.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing in Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>2009.01.26 - Ministers and Spouses Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX6n-c_6g1I/AAAAAAAABNo/qb7q0-9y2b4/s1600-h/hotel+ocean+view+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295854903212278610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX6n-c_6g1I/AAAAAAAABNo/qb7q0-9y2b4/s400/hotel+ocean+view+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a relaxing drive down to Newport, after stopping at the Woodburn outlet stores. The weather was clear and the skies were blue. Our first glimpse of the ocean was unbelievable, but then subsequent views just kep getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last post showed the web site hotel ocean view. This picture is actually from our room, albeit late afternoon with the light already fading. We can see a lighthouse, but my camera phone can't catch it; it's just too far away. Our church leadership was thoughtful enough to spend a few dollars more to get us an ocean view room, and we can't thank them enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've already met new friends, and got to talk with people who were at the Installation Service, but who never got a chance to say, "Hi."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor Jim Lyon (our speaker) shared in our keynote session this evening about wholeness in six areas: emotional, mental*, social, spiritual, physical, and intellectual. He connected these to the Church of God teaching on holiness, and made the statement that one cannot be holy (or whole), without being whole in all six areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll get to share more tomorrow... but I'm not here to blog. I'm here to retreat and regroup and reconnect, with my God and my wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I did not take notes and this is the only one of the six that I'm not sure I have recalled correctly. I looked at several Internet sites that talked about six areas of wholeness or wellness and they listed &lt;em&gt;occupational &lt;/em&gt;in place of &lt;em&gt;mental, &lt;/em&gt;but that doesn't sound right from tonight's talk.&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-2844686792486903429?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/2844686792486903429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=2844686792486903429' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2844686792486903429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2844686792486903429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/20090126-ministers-and-spouses-retreat.html' title='2009.01.26 - Ministers and Spouses Retreat'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX6n-c_6g1I/AAAAAAAABNo/qb7q0-9y2b4/s72-c/hotel+ocean+view+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1980297398250340798</id><published>2009-01-26T13:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:27:20.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><title type='text'>Ministers and Spouses Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX4AePI85SI/AAAAAAAABNg/A52H16gJiSg/s1600-h/ocean+view+from+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295670731294434594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX4AePI85SI/AAAAAAAABNg/A52H16gJiSg/s320/ocean+view+from+hotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends, thank you for making our Installation Service so memorable. We had a great time, and appreciate the many expressions of support. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be out of pocket for a few days. We're traveling to Newport to enjoy the Ministers and Spouses Retreat through Wednesday. I'll have my cell with me in case of emergencies, and I'll be back in the office on Thursday. Blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1980297398250340798?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1980297398250340798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1980297398250340798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1980297398250340798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1980297398250340798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/ministers-and-spouses-retreat.html' title='Ministers and Spouses Retreat'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SX4AePI85SI/AAAAAAAABNg/A52H16gJiSg/s72-c/ocean+view+from+hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5447636465107539497</id><published>2009-01-23T21:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:28:59.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>The Biblein 365</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SXp8qpYA_DI/AAAAAAAABMw/FNWROfuGAeQ/s1600-h/365+forum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294681384030370866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SXp8qpYA_DI/AAAAAAAABMw/FNWROfuGAeQ/s400/365+forum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends, you haven't heard much from me lately on &lt;em&gt;The Masked Evangel. &lt;/em&gt;It's all good... no really; everything is good. Life has really been good in Oregon. I'm just spening a lot more time with my new blog &lt;a href="http://thebiblein365.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;365 Forum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've really been enoying it, and I think it's been benefitting my church family, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to keep &lt;em&gt;The Masked Evangel &lt;/em&gt;open, and post occasionally, just because I don't want it to dry up and blow away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop over soon, and say, "Hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, "How about my Steelers?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5447636465107539497?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5447636465107539497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5447636465107539497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5447636465107539497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5447636465107539497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/biblein-365.html' title='The Biblein 365'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SXp8qpYA_DI/AAAAAAAABMw/FNWROfuGAeQ/s72-c/365+forum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-9195958591560581201</id><published>2009-01-11T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:58:53.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Bring On Baltimore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqVoegFCtI/AAAAAAAABKw/S9CNJOxp-tY/s1600-h/steelers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290205234914986706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqVoegFCtI/AAAAAAAABKw/S9CNJOxp-tY/s400/steelers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I admit it. I'm really enjoying watching the Steelers mop up the field with the Chargers. I could get all fidgety about next week's Steelers/Ravens game, but Matthew 6:34 reads: &lt;em&gt;Do not worry about [next Sunday], for [next Sunday] will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-9195958591560581201?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/9195958591560581201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=9195958591560581201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9195958591560581201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9195958591560581201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/bring-on-baltimore.html' title='Bring On Baltimore!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqVoegFCtI/AAAAAAAABKw/S9CNJOxp-tY/s72-c/steelers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5010410663572766414</id><published>2009-01-11T19:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:47:06.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365 Forum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqShHWtkBI/AAAAAAAABKo/oomXIP-yGw4/s1600-h/365+forum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290201809907716114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqShHWtkBI/AAAAAAAABKo/oomXIP-yGw4/s400/365+forum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new blog &lt;a href="http://www.thebiblein365.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;365 Forum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has been taking a lot of my time and attention. That's why I haven't been posting too often at &lt;em&gt;The Masked Evangel. &lt;/em&gt;I'm still here, and having a great time. Come on over and check us out. Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7036171157391770335-5010410663572766414?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5010410663572766414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5010410663572766414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5010410663572766414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5010410663572766414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/365-forum.html' title='365 Forum'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqShHWtkBI/AAAAAAAABKo/oomXIP-yGw4/s72-c/365+forum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6090069601355674677</id><published>2009-01-11T18:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:13:22.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday preview'/><title type='text'>Getting Off to a Good Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqK0XoOasI/AAAAAAAABKY/x6XzlJdvyec/s1600-h/getting+off+to+s+good+start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193344600632002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqK0XoOasI/AAAAAAAABKY/x6XzlJdvyec/s400/getting+off+to+s+good+start.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been enjoying our New Year's teaching series: &lt;em&gt;Getting Off to a Good Start. &lt;/em&gt;Two Sundays ago we discussed the importance of &lt;em&gt;Leaving Last Year's Baggage Behind. &lt;/em&gt;If we want to have an effective 2009, we cannot allow &lt;em&gt;unforgiveness &lt;/em&gt;from 2008 to drag us down. Today, our teaching was &lt;em&gt;Jesus' Job Description. &lt;/em&gt;In some ways the Jubilee language of Luke 4:18,19 can only be applied to Jesus. He was the only one who could provide the Jubilee release described by Isaiah. But while this is Jesus' job description, we have to remember that we are Christ's body. We are called to &lt;em&gt;co-mission &lt;/em&gt;with him in releasing the poor from their poverty, the prisoners from their chains, the blind from their darkness, the oppressed from their worries and the shamed from their condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang with us over the next three weeks as we explore the story of Gideon in &lt;em&gt;Advancing When Fear Says "Run Away!", &lt;/em&gt;Jonathan's encounter with the Philistines in &lt;em&gt;The Law of Momentum, &lt;/em&gt;and the parable of the talents in &lt;em&gt;Taking a R.I.S.K. &lt;/em&gt;It's going to be a good year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-6090069601355674677?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6090069601355674677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6090069601355674677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6090069601355674677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6090069601355674677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-off-to-good-start.html' title='Getting Off to a Good Start'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWqK0XoOasI/AAAAAAAABKY/x6XzlJdvyec/s72-c/getting+off+to+s+good+start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-567078072936548911</id><published>2009-01-05T22:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:18:50.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Honor Rail System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWLbYxbj7vI/AAAAAAAABJI/M9fwMorCE6o/s1600-h/portland+max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288030131118665458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWLbYxbj7vI/AAAAAAAABJI/M9fwMorCE6o/s200/portland+max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a day off coming, so today Janelle and I enjoyed a foray into Portland. We'd never ridden the MAX before, so that was a welcomed new experience. But I really don't get it. We bought our passes and got on the train. There was no turnstyle to go through, no one checking our tickets; we just paid our fares, slipped the tickets in my pocket, and we rode all day. It basically amounted to the honor system. The last place we rode mass transit was the METRO in Washington, D.C., where there is no honor... wait a minute; did that come out right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we had a great day. We walked a few blocks from the MAX line to Powell's Books, the greatest bookstore in the world. They have the biggest selection of theology, biblical studies, apologetics, and discipleship titles I've &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;seen, in &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;bookstore of &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;kind. I think they might have some other books, too, but who has the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our train was heading toward the Lloyd Center, where we were planning to have lunch, we spied a couple of our favorite food places, &lt;em&gt;Romano's Macaroni Grill &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Great Harvest &lt;/em&gt;bakery. After lunch, on the ride back, we left the train (when it was stopped) long enough to grab a loaf of &lt;em&gt;Great Harvests &lt;/em&gt;cinnamon bread. Then it was back to Aloha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-567078072936548911?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/567078072936548911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=567078072936548911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/567078072936548911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/567078072936548911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/honor-rail-system.html' title='The Honor Rail System'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SWLbYxbj7vI/AAAAAAAABJI/M9fwMorCE6o/s72-c/portland+max.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-2410282264093587299</id><published>2009-01-01T00:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:48:45.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shout'/><title type='text'>The Ball Hasn't Dropped Here... Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVxZJQFGFqI/AAAAAAAABG4/f6kb_gggIl4/s1600-h/happy+new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286198078096152226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVxZJQFGFqI/AAAAAAAABG4/f6kb_gggIl4/s200/happy+new+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy New Year, friends! I'm anticipating that 2009 is going to be a good year, and I'm praying Christ's peace and presence in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get a chance. Check out &lt;a href="http://thebiblein365.blogspot.com/"&gt;365 Forum&lt;/a&gt;, our adventure in reading through the Bible together in one year's time. Drop me a comment when you're there. I'd love to hear from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Happy New Year to you and yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-2410282264093587299?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/2410282264093587299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=2410282264093587299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2410282264093587299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2410282264093587299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2009/01/ball-hasnt-dropped-here-yet.html' title='The Ball Hasn&apos;t Dropped Here... Yet'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVxZJQFGFqI/AAAAAAAABG4/f6kb_gggIl4/s72-c/happy+new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-820388325177732302</id><published>2008-12-28T23:48:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:05:28.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday report'/><title type='text'>Our Forgetful God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVhme0HT1ZI/AAAAAAAABFw/H7zfkELQ4Rk/s1600-h/nail-scarred+hands.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285086842290689426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVhme0HT1ZI/AAAAAAAABFw/H7zfkELQ4Rk/s320/nail-scarred+hands.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great day! I thoroughly enjoyed church today. We had low attendance two weeks ago, and then had to cancel the service last week, all because of the weather. And the weather didn't really improve much before Christmas Eve, so our service was... I can only say &lt;em&gt;intimate. &lt;/em&gt;All that made today even better. We had everyone back, and the enthusiasm was contagious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I enjoy our worship every Sunday, I really got into putting together and leading worship this morning. Since I'm not leading worship regularly, my throat is really out of shape. During rehearsal, it felt tight and I couldn't reach some of the notes. But what a difference 90 minutes and the presence of the Holy Spirit makes. I felt like I could have sang all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had also felt like I'd left something unfinished, since Christmas was three days ago and I still hadn't preached part four of our Advent series: &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace. &lt;/em&gt;Well, it's not unfinished any more (is that a double negative?). This morning's teaching, only a week late, was &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace Means God Won't Forget Us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We read in Isaiah 49:14-16 - &lt;em&gt;Zion said, "The Lord has forsaken me, the Lord has forgotten me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget [as unlikely as that is], I will not forget you. See, I have [carved] you on the palms of my hands."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;forgetful about &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more. &lt;/em&gt;(Jeremiah 31:34)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God forgets your sin, but he'll never forget you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-820388325177732302?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/820388325177732302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=820388325177732302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/820388325177732302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/820388325177732302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-forgetful-god.html' title='Our Forgetful God'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVhme0HT1ZI/AAAAAAAABFw/H7zfkELQ4Rk/s72-c/nail-scarred+hands.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7425772970942255254</id><published>2008-12-27T00:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:43:39.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acog profiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the poor'/><title type='text'>Meet Lawrence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVXNsrWnssI/AAAAAAAABFo/LjNJSSS804A/s1600-h/goodwin,+lawrence.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284355905224684226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVXNsrWnssI/AAAAAAAABFo/LjNJSSS804A/s320/goodwin,+lawrence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Lawrence. Lawrence is part of our church family, and he is an exceptional person. While this isn't really my story to tell, Lawrence gave me permission to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During the week leading up to Christmas, Portland endured its worst winter storm (actually a series of storms) in 40 years. Most of us hunkered down in our homes, keeping warm and venturing out as little as possible. Some didn't have a home in which to hide, so the local homeless shelters received as many people as they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were, however, some who were turned away from the shelters. The Union Gospel Mission had room for people, but not for the pets belonging to the poorest of the poor. While they would have been happy to give beds, they had no means of housing animals. Unfortunately, taking their pets to the animal shelter would probably mean losing them forever. Anyone needing shelter who was not willing to abandon his/her pet, had no choice but to remain outside in the coldest weather in 5 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's where Lawrence enters in. While most people weren't aware of the problem or, if they were, just put it out of their minds, Lawrence put love into action. Remembering 3 homeless men who died from exposure during the winter 0f 2007-2008, he contacted PetSmart's national headquarters, made them aware of the problem and asked them to help. PetSmart very graciously donated 8 pet crates, food and pet accessories (collars, pet toys, etc.). On Tuesday (December 23rd) Lawrence enlisted some help to pick up the crates and supplies and deliver them to Union Gospel Mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As of early evening, the mission had already received three homeless men and their dogs. If it hadn't been for Lawrence's intervention and PetSmart's generosity, these guys would have slept outdoors in the freezing temperatures. If you haven't yet figured out the magnitude of Lawrence's choice to make a difference, you need to know that a Eugene, Oregon homeless man died that same evening, from exposure to the elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He who mocks the poor shows contempt for their Maker. &lt;/em&gt;(Proverbs 17:5) The church cannot rest while the poor are freezing to death. The church has to do something, and this week Lawrence reminded me that I'm the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are you going to do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7425772970942255254?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7425772970942255254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7425772970942255254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7425772970942255254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7425772970942255254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-lawrence.html' title='Meet Lawrence'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVXNsrWnssI/AAAAAAAABFo/LjNJSSS804A/s72-c/goodwin,+lawrence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5580138827426093187</id><published>2008-12-25T01:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:17:16.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church life'/><title type='text'>We Christmas Eved</title><content type='html'>We had a low turnout for our Candles, Carols and Christ service tonight, but I'm glad we went ahead with it. The roads were rutted with ice and slush, and the side streets were still snow covered. But those present really appreciated it. We even had guests! A mother and her approximately 9-year old daughter, who normally attend another church, came to our Christmas Eve service because their's was cancelled. I'm glad we were there for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5580138827426093187?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5580138827426093187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5580138827426093187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5580138827426093187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5580138827426093187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-christmas-eved.html' title='We Christmas Eved'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5935439527609243599</id><published>2008-12-24T12:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:37:35.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>To Christmas Eve or Not to Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVJy_L-KxNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NbxfBFbGpKQ/s1600-h/my+truck+-+12+21+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283411742729880786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVJy_L-KxNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NbxfBFbGpKQ/s200/my+truck+-+12+21+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, guys, we have a winter weather advisory until 10 p.m., and a winter storm warning until 9 p.m. From what I understand we're supposed to get 1-2 more inches of snow today, before giving way to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to decide if the weather warrants cancelling our Christmas Eve Candles, Carols and Christ service. It's supposed to stay above freezing long enough for people to get home, but even rain on top of all this snow and ice can be treacherous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take this call very seriously. I'm raring to go (or is it rearing to go - someone has to tell me the derivation of that phrase), but I don't want anyone getting hurt trying to get there, or while they're driving home. I hope things are clear cut enough that I can make the call by noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning to take communion to some of our seniors this afternoon. I really enjoy doing that. Here's hoping the weather cooperates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5935439527609243599?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5935439527609243599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5935439527609243599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5935439527609243599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5935439527609243599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-christmas-eve-or-not-to-christmas.html' title='To Christmas Eve or Not to Christmas Eve'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVJy_L-KxNI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NbxfBFbGpKQ/s72-c/my+truck+-+12+21+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1279389126129090762</id><published>2008-12-22T16:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:47:14.392-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Snow Day (Week?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVAKKvYYPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/xk57CvC0xf4/s1600-h/12+2008+-+more+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282733542539279698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVAKKvYYPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/xk57CvC0xf4/s400/12+2008+-+more+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're &lt;em&gt;enjoying&lt;/em&gt; a snow day. Actually my kids had 5 snow days in a row last week, making their Christmas break three weeks instead of two. On Sunday the 14th, it started snowing at 7:30 a.m. cutting our attendance in half. Then it basically snowed all week long, and we really got dumped on this past Saturday and Sunday. I'm always reluctant to cancel church, but in this case it was basically decided for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up this morning to somewhere around 8 inches on the ground, with more coming down. Final total would be about 9 inches. That's my best guess anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chains or studded snow tires are required everywhere in our county. I thought that meant that I could drive as long as I didn't get stuck, but I've been warned that the police could pull me over just for driving. Bummer. It's kind of fun driving in this stuff... not that I would know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282733239646210498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVAJ5HBCycI/AAAAAAAABE4/NVJd6ArUnSI/s320/9+inches+of+snow+-+12+22+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is good weather for catching up on some reading, and for cleaning off the DVR. If the Steelers had just won yesterday, I wouldn't have a thing to whine about.&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/7036171157391770335-1279389126129090762?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1279389126129090762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1279389126129090762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1279389126129090762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1279389126129090762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day-week.html' title='Snow Day (Week?)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SVAKKvYYPVI/AAAAAAAABFA/xk57CvC0xf4/s72-c/12+2008+-+more+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-840073735108338827</id><published>2008-12-21T16:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:12:31.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>Woo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SU7KA3GO0oI/AAAAAAAABEg/Yw4Bjp172Ac/s1600-h/blog+header.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282381529091068546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SU7KA3GO0oI/AAAAAAAABEg/Yw4Bjp172Ac/s320/blog+header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I can't say that; it makes me feel like a chick. Just let it be known that I'm jazzed! Actually that's not much better... about &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, I shared about getting my laptop worked on a few months ago. I was pumped at the time, and had great expectations for better performance. What I didn't realize was that somehow in the process, the computer tech apparently deleted the driver for my wireless card. I'm not a computer geek, so I might be saying this all wrong, but whatever the reason, I haven't had wireless access since. At work I can plug in to a DSL line, and I'm fine, but at home my only choice was wireless, so I just went without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today a friend started poking around in my computer, diagnosed the problem, downloaded a new driver, and (since we're snowed in) here I am, sitting in my easy chair, blogging. How cool is that? I've moved into the 20th century! As they say, one century at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second, I'm starting a new blog: &lt;a href="http://www.thebiblein365.blogspot.com/"&gt;365 Forum&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;em&gt; 365 Forum&lt;/em&gt; is geared toward Aloha Church of God members, but we're not limiting participation to just members of our church. This is a &lt;em&gt;through the Bible &lt;/em&gt;type group study. Everyone from ACOG has been (or will be) given a &lt;em&gt;The Bible in 365 &lt;/em&gt;card, which gives us all a framework for reading through the Bible in one year. Follow the above link to learn more. If you're not a part of ACOG, email me, and I'll send you a reading schedule.&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/7036171157391770335-840073735108338827?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/840073735108338827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=840073735108338827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/840073735108338827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/840073735108338827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SU7KA3GO0oI/AAAAAAAABEg/Yw4Bjp172Ac/s72-c/blog+header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6155603771460743166</id><published>2008-12-17T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:54:29.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: 1 Thessalonians (Day 345)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUlKwuFYPuI/AAAAAAAABDU/CX359YqjIcI/s1600-h/creation+-+essence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280834238933384930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUlKwuFYPuI/AAAAAAAABDU/CX359YqjIcI/s200/creation+-+essence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are our hope, our joy, and the crown we will take pride in when our Lord Jesus Christ comes. &lt;/em&gt;(1 Thessalonians 2:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess it's natural as the year winds down and Christmas approaches to take personal inventory. This year, more than anything, I'm catching visions of people from my past... people who have made a difference in my life, and some for whom (hopefully) I've made a difference in theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think about Evelyn Musolff, who was my Sunday School teacher when I was probably about 8 years old. I will never forget her. Or Larry Best, who was also my Sunday School teacher when I was a pre-teen, and who took me and a friend trout fishing on opening day. I think of Beverly Kerstetter, my piano teacher, who confessed to me years later that she sat next to the piano bench every week as I played, praying that God would use my music for his kingdom. And of course there was my mom and dad. From my mom I learned a subtle lesson of how to persevere when things aren't going my way, and in a more overt way, my dad was the greatest spiritual influence in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This Thessalonians passage reminds me that bank accounts, fancy cars, media broadcasts and publishing deals are not how I measure my impact as a minister of the gospel of Jesus Christ. When I stand before God, my reward will be Christ, and the changed lives of those connected to him because I was available when God called me, and when they needed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-6155603771460743166?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6155603771460743166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6155603771460743166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6155603771460743166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6155603771460743166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/365-1-thessalonians-day-345.html' title='365: 1 Thessalonians (Day 345)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUlKwuFYPuI/AAAAAAAABDU/CX359YqjIcI/s72-c/creation+-+essence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1955467597935620674</id><published>2008-12-16T12:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:37:24.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Year of Transition (3 of 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhe_XxnbI/AAAAAAAABDM/1502pALtHQg/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280437010638675378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhe_XxnbI/AAAAAAAABDM/1502pALtHQg/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We waited forever for tomatoes this year. I don't think our plants had enough sun, which delayed them from turning red. But once they ripened, it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhe9OEI3I/AAAAAAAABDE/9RSM18ARWXQ/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280437010061075314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhe9OEI3I/AAAAAAAABDE/9RSM18ARWXQ/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are two shots from Whitehall Camp &amp;amp; Conference Center, home of Western PA Ministries of the Church of God. The shot above is of the swimming and fishing lakes on a misty morning. That's where Ben spent a good part of the summer lifeguarding. The picture below is of the barn where the youth worship services are held during camp meeting and youth camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhepHJfzI/AAAAAAAABC8/aKUaoaVUATc/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280437004663357234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhepHJfzI/AAAAAAAABC8/aKUaoaVUATc/s400/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The remaining six pix are from our cross-country move in October. The next picture is (I think) the only one in this collection taken with a real camera. This is the birthplace of Henry's Fork in eastern Idaho. The river springs (literally) full force right out of these rocks. The water is crystal clear and the water plants are absolutely beautiful. I'm told moose think so, too, but we didn't see any this trip. Some good friends opened their cabin to us just a few miles from this spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfheKmoiiI/AAAAAAAABC0/zGo8BpddurY/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436996473915938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfheKmoiiI/AAAAAAAABC0/zGo8BpddurY/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The final five are of Yellowstone - one of our favorite places on the planet. First, the Gibbon River. We were interested to see the dead trees still standing from the lightning-sparked fires of twenty years ago. We were here just after those fires, and the place looks much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhPAu60SI/AAAAAAAABCs/EWfuzj2VPZo/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436736126275874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhPAu60SI/AAAAAAAABCs/EWfuzj2VPZo/s400/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOynVZII/AAAAAAAABCk/M3JtfnNfbr0/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436732336366722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOynVZII/AAAAAAAABCk/M3JtfnNfbr0/s400/23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: One of the beautiful and seemingly bottomless hot springs. Below: This mountain highway always impresses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOnvsgOI/AAAAAAAABCc/vmR2t-S8j_A/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436729418645730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOnvsgOI/AAAAAAAABCc/vmR2t-S8j_A/s400/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOkpLFRI/AAAAAAAABCU/y4uaQlu5OEs/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436728585983250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOkpLFRI/AAAAAAAABCU/y4uaQlu5OEs/s400/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: The road to Mammoth Hot Springs seems to vanish into this field of bolders. Below: These are the terraces of Mammoth Spring. On the one hand, the sulfur fumes and the apparent barrenness make me think of what a physical hell would be like. On the other hand, I see God's artistry even here. How can God make something so beautiful out of something so fowl? I guess that's his specialty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOCyJJsI/AAAAAAAABCM/twyHaA0WbBY/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280436719496799938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhOCyJJsI/AAAAAAAABCM/twyHaA0WbBY/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's a fitting place to stop. We are anticipating good things for the future. Who knows what my favorite pix of 2009 will capture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-1955467597935620674?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1955467597935620674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1955467597935620674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1955467597935620674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1955467597935620674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-of-transition-3-of-3.html' title='Year of Transition (3 of 3)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUfhe_XxnbI/AAAAAAAABDM/1502pALtHQg/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6818014083178338142</id><published>2008-12-15T15:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:27:56.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aloha youth'/><title type='text'>A Mid-Summer Night's Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8xlr8WZI/AAAAAAAABCE/zduRm4UPhAw/s1600-h/121308_14591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280115173254519186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8xlr8WZI/AAAAAAAABCE/zduRm4UPhAw/s400/121308_14591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations to Alissa Degman, Kenny Degman and Kevin Gade who rocked in Aloha High School's presentation of William Shakespeare's&lt;em&gt; A Mid-Summer Night's Dream&lt;/em&gt;. Janelle and I attended the Saturday afternoon matinee performance, and we were so proud of our Aloha Church of God youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, you rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8xDjLDHI/AAAAAAAABB8/kZiyNd02a1Q/s1600-h/121308_16221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280115164090928242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8xDjLDHI/AAAAAAAABB8/kZiyNd02a1Q/s400/121308_16221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Alissa (above) and Kenny (left) and Kevin (right) below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8w5z0wnI/AAAAAAAABB0/L4yCEwSgkBI/s1600-h/121308_16212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280115161476416114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8w5z0wnI/AAAAAAAABB0/L4yCEwSgkBI/s400/121308_16212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7036171157391770335-6818014083178338142?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6818014083178338142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6818014083178338142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6818014083178338142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6818014083178338142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/mid-summer-nights-dream.html' title='A Mid-Summer Night&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa8xlr8WZI/AAAAAAAABCE/zduRm4UPhAw/s72-c/121308_14591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3095020905535649289</id><published>2008-12-15T14:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:18:06.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Year of Transition (2 of 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15l7fhkI/AAAAAAAABBs/JlD1kMEjWEU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107614177297986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15l7fhkI/AAAAAAAABBs/JlD1kMEjWEU/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is a second installment of some of my favorite pictures from the year. And let me remind you, these were all taken with my camera phone. These first two pictures are from Cook Forest again. Above are some steps cut from blocks of Western Pennsylvania sandstone, which is abundant in these woods. Below is a bridge over Brown's Run on the Brown's Run Trail (I wonder how they chose &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;name).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15Qd1eeI/AAAAAAAABBk/xDAzwtZl0gw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107608415762914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15Qd1eeI/AAAAAAAABBk/xDAzwtZl0gw/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below is my favorite picture of all time. I have it as the wallpaper on my phone and laptop. This is exiting the Rockland Tunnel on the Allegheny River Bike Trail. It makes me think of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15H2-XaI/AAAAAAAABBc/dziqoYcPly4/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107606105284002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15H2-XaI/AAAAAAAABBc/dziqoYcPly4/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa14_JFiyI/AAAAAAAABBU/30Ay4e8870s/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107603765332770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa14_JFiyI/AAAAAAAABBU/30Ay4e8870s/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; These two pictures are from our last Pirates outing in late August. Above is the Roberto Clemente Bridge named for one of my boyhood heroes, who played for the Pirates from 1954-1972 (18 seasons!), earned 12 Gold Glove Awards and was selected as an all-star 12 times. Clemente was killed in a plane crash while en route to deliver aid to Nicaraguan earthquake victims. The bridge is closed to automobiles and opened to foot traffic for every game. We were at the game especially because Janelle and her Sweet Adeline's chorus were singing the National Anthem. That was an exciting evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below is Pittsburgh at night from PNC Park Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qjzWEcI/AAAAAAAABBM/K3Ji_5X4Avs/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107355908215234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qjzWEcI/AAAAAAAABBM/K3Ji_5X4Avs/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qnG2gZI/AAAAAAAABBE/eK--_SK5E0Y/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107356795339154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qnG2gZI/AAAAAAAABBE/eK--_SK5E0Y/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; These shots are of Will (above - 13) and Ben (below - 16) at Seaside, Oregon, on Monday, September 8th. We had an extra day on our candidating trip, unlimited mileage on our rental car, and we had a great day at the coast. I realize I am especially blessed to have a wonderful wife and two great boys who love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qRL9_9I/AAAAAAAABA8/U4M3Q98MBpY/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107350911221714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qRL9_9I/AAAAAAAABA8/U4M3Q98MBpY/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; More Seaside Beach below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qc3V3uI/AAAAAAAABA0/r0lBWEAqMYw/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107354045931234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qc3V3uI/AAAAAAAABA0/r0lBWEAqMYw/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And this final shot (for today) was taken while waiting for our evening connecting flight from Newark to Pittsburgh on the return trip the very next day. Our lengthy flight from Portland to Newark was delayed because of east coast thunder storms. I just enjoyed the colors and shapes in this shot. Getting seated on that final flight was the first time I was able to relax all day... even though I still hate to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qKgt4hI/AAAAAAAABAs/bQORV5S4K-s/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107349119197714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa1qKgt4hI/AAAAAAAABAs/bQORV5S4K-s/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-3095020905535649289?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3095020905535649289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3095020905535649289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3095020905535649289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3095020905535649289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-of-transition-2-of-3.html' title='Year of Transition (2 of 3)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUa15l7fhkI/AAAAAAAABBs/JlD1kMEjWEU/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4761109276063457256</id><published>2008-12-11T11:46:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:23:15.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Year of Transition - (1 of 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFSbS2JOI/AAAAAAAABAk/9KAGm5VWTt8/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576421121696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFSbS2JOI/AAAAAAAABAk/9KAGm5VWTt8/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This has been a year of transition for us. This time last year we were dreaming about how cool it would be to live in the Portland area, and here we are! As the year winds down, I was reminiscing with some pictures. These are some of my favorites from 2008. For the most part, these are all taken with my camera phone (I remember thinking, &lt;em&gt;What a waste! Who needs a phone in his camera?&lt;/em&gt;) I'll share these in 3 installments, 9 pix at a time in roughly chronological order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The above picture is from our Whitehall cabin porch last March. We saw more snow during March and April at Whitehall than we had the previous 9 years (that might be a little bit of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exaggeration&lt;/span&gt;, but not much).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFSJrhlMI/AAAAAAAABAc/ISJme5WDTEc/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576416393368770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFSJrhlMI/AAAAAAAABAc/ISJme5WDTEc/s400/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pennsylvania dogwoods (also from the porch of our cabin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFR1uvaJI/AAAAAAAABAU/I1pJ3oXWYUg/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576411038148754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFR1uvaJI/AAAAAAAABAU/I1pJ3oXWYUg/s400/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tess is a pretty girl (and she knows it), and I think she might have a little crush on me. Will (13) can't remember life BT (before Tess). We've had her since she was a puppy. She's the dog we always dreamed of... even if it did take her about 5 years to become that dog. Maybe there's the kernel of a sermon in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFRxL49hI/AAAAAAAABAM/ed-1F0TVQ9I/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576409818232338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFRxL49hI/AAAAAAAABAM/ed-1F0TVQ9I/s400/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; These two shots (above and below) are from Highland Hammock State Park in central Florida. I traveled to Florida to spend some time with my mom in May. She was in pretty rough shape from Thanksgiving of 2007 through the spring, but she's doing better now. She turned 87 last month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE_KCohMI/AAAAAAAABAE/r_DELaHlmfA/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576090072777922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE_KCohMI/AAAAAAAABAE/r_DELaHlmfA/s400/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-5WUZ5I/AAAAAAAAA_8/LFLpih7oxJQ/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576085591943058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-5WUZ5I/AAAAAAAAA_8/LFLpih7oxJQ/s400/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; These two shots (above and below again) are Cook Forest (near Clarion, PA), one of my favorite places in the world. I've climbed the firetower since I was a little kid, and the rocks below are another favorite play place. (I don't remember playing on them when I was a kid, but I sure enjoy it now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-kb6BRI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xWIzaLVKyBM/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576079978235154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-kb6BRI/AAAAAAAAA_0/xWIzaLVKyBM/s400/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is our adopted dog Sparky. We brought her into our family when her long-time owner passed away. She's supposed to be the same age as Tess (11 now), but she acts a lot older. She can't hear very well, and sometimes she acts confused. Was I talking about Sparky? ...or me? After a haircut, we call her Yoda. Can you tell why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-rh3RXI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Ub4qj3DOn1s/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576081882269042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-rh3RXI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Ub4qj3DOn1s/s400/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We also call Ben Yoda after a haircut... no, not really. Ben had his first job last summer at Whitehall Camp &amp;amp; Conference Center. His main duties were serving as a lifeguard, but he also did more than his share of weed whacking and dish washing. It was a good experience. Now we're 2600 miles away from there, and we all miss our good friends at Western Pennsylvania Ministries of the Church of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-f3vQeI/AAAAAAAAA_k/KJ-3dE9TJcM/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576078752793058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFE-f3vQeI/AAAAAAAAA_k/KJ-3dE9TJcM/s400/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; More to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-4761109276063457256?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4761109276063457256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4761109276063457256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4761109276063457256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4761109276063457256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-of-transition-1-of-3.html' title='Year of Transition - (1 of 3)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SUFFSbS2JOI/AAAAAAAABAk/9KAGm5VWTt8/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7554841328232609818</id><published>2008-12-09T12:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:51:37.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: 1 Corinthians 10, 11 and 12 (Day 333)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6wn-3q8XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/RgZdGOWaDHw/s1600-h/dove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277850014262686066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6wn-3q8XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/RgZdGOWaDHw/s200/dove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something from the Spirit can be seen in each person, for the common good. &lt;/em&gt;(1 Corinthians 12:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paul reminds us that everyone has a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the thing: the gifts of the Spirit are not for us. In other words, your gifts aren't for your benefit; they're for me, and my spiritual gifts are not for my gratification; they're for you. To really be fulfilled, I must share my gift with the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are lots of people who can preach better than me. There are lots of people who can sing better. There are lots of people who can write better music. There are those who are more discerning, more merciful, and more faith-filled, but when God put my spiritual gift mix together, he made me just the way he wants me, and I'm the best me there is in the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But even in being the best me in the whole world, I'm still falling short, because no matter how good a &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;I am, I'm not &lt;em&gt;you. &lt;/em&gt;We were not meant to work in isolation, but in &lt;em&gt;community.&lt;/em&gt; No one has every gift; not everyone has the same gift; but everyone has a gift. It is in joining our gifts together, uniting for a common purpose, that we function as the church God intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we approach Christmas 2008, what's your gift to the Body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7554841328232609818?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7554841328232609818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7554841328232609818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7554841328232609818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7554841328232609818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/365-1-corinthians-10-11-and-12-day-333.html' title='365: 1 Corinthians 10, 11 and 12 (Day 333)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6wn-3q8XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/RgZdGOWaDHw/s72-c/dove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-786595062731209082</id><published>2008-12-09T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:05:44.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>A Foggy December Night in Portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6lOu5bOJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/JD5CUrmd7Iw/s1600-h/120808_21472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277837485850441874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6lOu5bOJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/JD5CUrmd7Iw/s400/120808_21472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7036171157391770335-786595062731209082?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/786595062731209082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=786595062731209082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/786595062731209082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/786595062731209082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/foggy-december-night-in-portland.html' title='A Foggy December Night in Portland'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6lOu5bOJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/JD5CUrmd7Iw/s72-c/120808_21472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1789571622199610730</id><published>2008-12-09T11:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:03:55.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church life'/><title type='text'>Christmas at Aloha Christian Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6kbcs4LoI/AAAAAAAAA_M/56L9mBF-qSg/s1600-h/120808_18442.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836604792647298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6kbcs4LoI/AAAAAAAAA_M/56L9mBF-qSg/s200/120808_18442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night was the first of four Christmas programs for our Aloha Christian Pre-School. It was a blast. First off, we were delayed in starting because a couple of our kids (Read: parents) were running late. Then, just as we were ready to start, a little girl had a nose bleed, which needed some first-aid. Then it was time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never seen so many cameras and camera-phones in use at one time before! And the kids were so precious. When you think about it, you can't really lose at something like this. Either the kids do great, and everyone is thrilled with how great they did. Or, they don't do so great, but they look so cute no one cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the program, Santa made an appearance, allowing the children to present their requests. It was a fun night. One down; three to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277836510269566210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6kV8k0bQI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ImP8tV_tuyc/s320/120808_19132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1789571622199610730?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1789571622199610730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1789571622199610730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1789571622199610730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1789571622199610730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-aloha-christian-pre-school.html' title='Christmas at Aloha Christian Pre-School'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST6kbcs4LoI/AAAAAAAAA_M/56L9mBF-qSg/s72-c/120808_18442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7711541772732598639</id><published>2008-12-08T19:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:39:47.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><title type='text'>Grace Came Down at Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST260ruhsVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lEcU-SNQxmk/s1600-h/advent+-+god+keeps+his+promises.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277579752601923922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST260ruhsVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lEcU-SNQxmk/s200/advent+-+god+keeps+his+promises.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost two weeks ago I introduced our Advent theme for this year: &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace. &lt;/em&gt;I also included lyrics that takes four weeks of sermons/teachings and distills them down into one song. We're singing this song every Sunday as our Advent theme. I wrote &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace&lt;/em&gt; a few years ago while I was pastoring in Pennsylvania. I've written many songs, but this is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the recording, I just sang through the song in one take, so don't expect &lt;em&gt;Tony Bennett. &lt;/em&gt;My heartfelt thanks to Bryan Bates (Leader for our Multimedia Ministry Team), who did the recording work, and who helped me make it available on &lt;em&gt;The Masked Evangel. &lt;/em&gt;Check out Bryan's blog &lt;a href="http://bryanb15845.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy... oh, yeah, and Merry Christmas. And now for your listening pleasure (once you click on the link, it will take just a minute for the music to start, but it's worth the wait): &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://alohacog.org/songs/Christmas%20Grace.mp3"&gt;Christmas Grace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7711541772732598639?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7711541772732598639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7711541772732598639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7711541772732598639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7711541772732598639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/grace-came-down-at-christmas.html' title='Grace Came Down at Christmas'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/ST260ruhsVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lEcU-SNQxmk/s72-c/advent+-+god+keeps+his+promises.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3797079564880783173</id><published>2008-12-06T01:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:03:21.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SToez6ECrbI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xqRX47r9NYI/s1600-h/kjv+bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276563790526328242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SToez6ECrbI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xqRX47r9NYI/s200/kjv+bible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I wrote a day or two ago about my Masters Degree being returned to me by a Good Samaritan who found the briefcase in which it was contained lying alongside the road in Missouri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is not the first time I've had a miraculous return. [1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was 9 years old, I attended &lt;em&gt;Junior Camp &lt;/em&gt;at a Church of God camp ground on the shore of Chautauqua Lake in western New York State. I had received a black KJV zipper Bible as a Christmas gift from my parents just a year or two earlier, and at the end of the week, somehow I returned home without my Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fast forward a little more than eight years to my freshman year at Anderson College (age 17). How this ever happened, I don't know, but as I was meeting people, a girl said, &lt;em&gt;Your name is Tim Irwin?, &lt;/em&gt;and a week or two later she showed up with my long lost Bible. Apparently she had some connection to the camp counselor, who found my Bible, but didn't know how to find me. So eight years later, and 350 miles away from home, I was reunited with my zipper Bible and it's on the shelf next to me as I write (I lost it 41 years ago and it was returned 33 years ago). I gave several Bibles to a Bible drive a few weeks ago, but I couldn't part with that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reminds me of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=Luke+15"&gt;Luke 15&lt;/a&gt;. God is really good at finding lost things and lost people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[1] If you insist, you can probably believe these two events were coincidental, or even &lt;em&gt;lucky. &lt;/em&gt;Whether or not one sees the hand of God in such things says a lot more about the person than the event itself. I choose to believe God orchestrated these details to both build my faith and assure me of his extravagant love, because I happen to think God loves me and cares for me more than I can fathom.&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/7036171157391770335-3797079564880783173?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3797079564880783173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3797079564880783173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3797079564880783173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3797079564880783173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SToez6ECrbI/AAAAAAAAA-U/xqRX47r9NYI/s72-c/kjv+bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8811842154281599344</id><published>2008-12-04T21:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:20:40.773-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Another Chapter in the Moving Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STiVat1UnuI/AAAAAAAAA-M/-ppHs0omNQc/s1600-h/masters+degree.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276131249676918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STiVat1UnuI/AAAAAAAAA-M/-ppHs0omNQc/s400/masters+degree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We arrived in Oregon almost two months ago. Since we got here, I haven't seen my Masters Degree. I hadn't gotten it framed yet, so it was packed snuggly in a briefcase that I was hoping would protect it from the rigors of moving. I was pretty sure it was either in Janelle's car or my truck, and not on the moving truck, but I haven't seen it. I've been thinking about getting a couple things framed, and my seminary degree is one of them. I've got my office set up to the place it feels like&lt;em&gt; my &lt;/em&gt;office, except that there's a blank space on one wall screaming for my Masters Degree. I've consoled myself with the thought that the attache case containing my Masters Degree is probably somewhere in a closet... it's got to be... right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got a phone call this afternoon. A gentleman found the briefcase, containing my Masters Degree lying alongside the road in Warrenton, Missouri. It was just down the street from where we traded Janelle's car (read the epic tale &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-cross-really-necessary-part-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-cross-really-necessary-part-two.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). Apparently, as we drove out of the dealership with our new Dodge Charger and my hastily reloaded 20th century Mazda B2500 pickup, my Masters Degree bearing briefcase bounced to the curb without my knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The briefcase was picked up by an employee of a car dealership (not where we bought Janelle's new car, but the next one on the strip). He ran into a man who works with &lt;a href="http://www.cefonline.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Child Evangelism Fellowship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and asked if he might have any way of finding the owner of a briefcase marked &lt;em&gt;Anderson University School of Theology. &lt;/em&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Good Samaritan&lt;/em&gt; accepted the challenge. He looked through the briefcase contents and found enough information to call &lt;em&gt;Western Pennsylvania Ministries of the Church of God &lt;/em&gt;in Emlenton, PA, who were surprised at the phone call but kind enough to give the man my cell number. He called me today, and my degree is coming home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was so shocked at the phone call that I neglected to write down his name, but as soon as my briefcase arrives in the mail, I'll give him a shout out here. For now I guess the best I can do is give accolades to Child Evangelism Fellowship. Check out their web site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm smiling ear to ear as I anticipate getting this package in the mail, getting the degree framed and on my wall. After all, I worked hard for it. That will complete the move-in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've often given God credit for how amazingly he cared for me and my family over the time we were searching for a new ministry assignment. We feel blessed to be in Aloha, OR, and now we bask in just one more token of God's love in the return of my degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;C'mon, God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-8811842154281599344?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8811842154281599344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8811842154281599344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8811842154281599344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8811842154281599344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-chapter-in-moving-saga.html' title='Another Chapter in the Moving Saga'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STiVat1UnuI/AAAAAAAAA-M/-ppHs0omNQc/s72-c/masters+degree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3302586564349739840</id><published>2008-12-02T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:46:00.192-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>Tony Campolo at Warner Pacific</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STVmBBurNGI/AAAAAAAAA98/9ANu2F_nhHk/s1600-h/tony+campolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275234706364511330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STVmBBurNGI/AAAAAAAAA98/9ANu2F_nhHk/s200/tony+campolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm excited! This morning, our youth pastor Garth Hamilton and I are driving over to Warner Pacific College to hear Tony Campolo in chapel. Tony is one of the best, and most difficult, speakers around. I don't mean he's hard to get along with, or a spiritual &lt;em&gt;prima donna;&lt;/em&gt; it's just that the things he says and writes cause me to wrestle with things I've previously taken for granted... that kind of difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll try to give you an update later. Have a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; day! &lt;em&gt;I love Portland!&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-3302586564349739840?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3302586564349739840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3302586564349739840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3302586564349739840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3302586564349739840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/12/tony-campolo-at-warner-pacific.html' title='Tony Campolo at Warner Pacific'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/STVmBBurNGI/AAAAAAAAA98/9ANu2F_nhHk/s72-c/tony+campolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6418873531735856212</id><published>2008-11-26T18:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:09:08.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><title type='text'>Christmas Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3i32vlNxI/AAAAAAAAA90/5x2bewwSGZc/s1600-h/christmas+grace+theme+song+title+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273120187936487186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3i32vlNxI/AAAAAAAAA90/5x2bewwSGZc/s400/christmas+grace+theme+song+title+slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Here are the lyrics to our Advent Theme Song: &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God to whom we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Always keeps his promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do not be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You on whom God's favor rests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's new every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one turned away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus welcomes every heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christ prepares our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He'll return to take us home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's new every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;•     •     •&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes down at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace comes every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's new every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;© 2005 Tim Irwin&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/7036171157391770335-6418873531735856212?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6418873531735856212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6418873531735856212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6418873531735856212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6418873531735856212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-grace.html' title='Christmas Grace'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3i32vlNxI/AAAAAAAAA90/5x2bewwSGZc/s72-c/christmas+grace+theme+song+title+slide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1778790840235661543</id><published>2008-11-26T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:53:28.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday preview'/><title type='text'>Advent Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3cY_LtrYI/AAAAAAAAA9k/hYzeRDvmnCo/s1600-h/advent+title+slide+-+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273113060556254594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3cY_LtrYI/AAAAAAAAA9k/hYzeRDvmnCo/s400/advent+title+slide+-+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am sitting at my desk on the Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving. Our Pre-School was not in session today, so it was a quiet day in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get over a pretty decent case of bronchitis. I was able to preach Sunday, but only mouthed the words to the worship songs. That's difficult for me to do; I mean I really wanted to sing... but I also wanted to preach, and Sunday was one of those days I had to choose which one I wanted to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday begins Advent 2008. I love this time of year. This year's Advent Theme at Aloha Church of God is &lt;em&gt;Christmas Grace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Sunday of Advent - November 30 - Christmas Grace Means God Keeps His Promises&lt;br /&gt;2nd Sunday of Advent - December 7 - Christmas Grace Means God Is On Our Side&lt;br /&gt;3rd Sunday of Advent - December 14 - Christmas Grace Means God Makes Room for Us&lt;br /&gt;4th Sunday of Advent - December 21 - Christmas Grace Means God Won't Forget Us&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve - Christmas Grace Means God Isn't Afraid of a Mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need some grace this Christmas, why not join us? There's plenty to go around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1778790840235661543?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1778790840235661543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1778790840235661543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1778790840235661543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1778790840235661543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/advent-preview.html' title='Advent Preview'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SS3cY_LtrYI/AAAAAAAAA9k/hYzeRDvmnCo/s72-c/advent+title+slide+-+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3189438148886578721</id><published>2008-11-24T16:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:15:53.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Romans 4, 5 and 6 (Day 326)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People cannot do any work that will make them right with God. &lt;/em&gt;(Romans 4:4 - NCV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SSsnXRn8IxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SkFji0Jcpac/s1600-h/anselm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272351069588693778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SSsnXRn8IxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SkFji0Jcpac/s200/anselm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Lord our God, grant us the grace to desire Thee with our whole heart; that so desiring we may seek and find Thee; and so finding Thee may love Thee; and loving Thee, may hate those sins from which Thou hast redeemed us. Amen. [1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During these few days before Thanksgiving 2008, I find it necessary to once again thank God for his saving work in my life. Coming from a holiness movement background, it is always tempting to fall into the thinking that says my behavior earns me right relationship with God. Today I am reminded that my best behaviors are &lt;em&gt;like filthy rags &lt;/em&gt;(Isaiah 64:6) before a perfect God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God, help me remember that holiness is about loving you so much that if affects who I am, which in turn affects how I act. You don't love me any less when I leave my Bible unread for a few days, and you don't love me any more just because I spend extra time in prayer. John wrote that I love because you loved me first (1 John 4:19). As your love pours into my life, may it flow back to you. May your love for me be increased in how I love your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almighty God, unto whom all hearts are open, all desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid: Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily magnify thy holy Name; through Christ our Lord. Amen. [2]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[1] Anselm of Canterbury (1033-1109), as printed in Harry Emerson Fosdick, &lt;em&gt;The Meaning of Prayer &lt;/em&gt;(New York: The International Committee of Young Men's Christian Associations, 1915), 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[2] The Book of Common Prayer, "The Holy Eucharist: Rite One" (New York: Oxford University Press, 1990), 323.&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/7036171157391770335-3189438148886578721?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3189438148886578721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3189438148886578721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3189438148886578721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3189438148886578721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/365-romans-4-5-and-6-day-326.html' title='365: Romans 4, 5 and 6 (Day 326)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SSsnXRn8IxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SkFji0Jcpac/s72-c/anselm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7088174403719532234</id><published>2008-11-12T17:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:20:45.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>That's Just Plain Wrong!</title><content type='html'>In my last post, I attributed a quote from 2 Corinthians 3:3 to Jesus. Picture me knocking at my scalp, uttering the words: &lt;em&gt;Hello? Is anybody home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back and fixed it, but thought it would be prudent to own up to my mistake. Obviously a quote from 2 Corinthians would have come from... Jehoshaphat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just seeing if you were paying attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7088174403719532234?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7088174403719532234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7088174403719532234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7088174403719532234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7088174403719532234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/thats-just-plain-wrong.html' title='That&apos;s Just Plain Wrong!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1189210730197716746</id><published>2008-11-10T13:59:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:15:44.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>You Can't Make this Stuff Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRiIbT4bWwI/AAAAAAAAA9M/B0PN5OngE0Q/s1600-h/man+eats+underwear.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267109766984588034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRiIbT4bWwI/AAAAAAAAA9M/B0PN5OngE0Q/s400/man+eats+underwear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, we talked about some of the metaphors for the church's relationship to the kingdom. Paul wrote that we are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;letters&lt;/strong&gt;... written not with pen and ink, but with the Spirit of the living God &lt;/em&gt;(2 Corinthians 3:3). Our lives are letters and people are reading them. We could say the church is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;window &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;through which people look to see what the kingdom is like. The church is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;witness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;testifying to the realities of the kingdom, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lens &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bringing into focus the truths of the kingdom, or a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;headline &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that makes others want to read the whole story of the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I was researching the headline idea, I Googled &lt;em&gt;headline &lt;/em&gt;and came across this story. It was too good &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;to use, but at the same time I wasn't about to spend too much time there. So here's the scoop. &lt;em&gt;If &lt;/em&gt;this story is true, apparently a young man was pulled over by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police for erratic driving. Fearful of the probable results from a breathalyzer, he proceeded to eat his underpants in the hope the cotton fabric would absorb enough alcohol to lower his score. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did it work?, you ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the kicker. Charges were dismissed because his blood alcohol level registered at .08, the legal limit. That means one of two things: 1) He wasn't legally drunk, so he ate his underpants for nothing, or... 2) &lt;em&gt;IT WORKED!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mind you, I found a Google image that fit my needs. I make no claims for the veracity of the story, except &lt;em&gt;Who would make up something like this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But you know, someone eating his own underpants really wasn't the point of the story. People who are &lt;em&gt;disconnected from God &lt;/em&gt;are looking at us to see if being &lt;em&gt;connected to God &lt;/em&gt;makes any difference in who we are, or in how we live, and they're making a judgment about whether or not they should get &lt;em&gt;connected, &lt;/em&gt;too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Question: When people read the headline that is your life, are they excited to read the rest of the story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7036171157391770335-1189210730197716746?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1189210730197716746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1189210730197716746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1189210730197716746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1189210730197716746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-cant-make-this-stuff-up.html' title='You Can&apos;t Make this Stuff Up'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRiIbT4bWwI/AAAAAAAAA9M/B0PN5OngE0Q/s72-c/man+eats+underwear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7359841471296647893</id><published>2008-11-05T13:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:14:49.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Voting in Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRHvKzL4i8I/AAAAAAAAA88/8DJF5Ed03Ko/s1600-h/barack+obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265252408190602178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRHvKzL4i8I/AAAAAAAAA88/8DJF5Ed03Ko/s200/barack+obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost every blogger I've read today has something to say about last night's election results. Some are obviously very happy about the outcome, and others are less enthusiastic, but everyone has been polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My thoughts are more random, and not nearly as profound:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was my first time to vote in Oregon. I didn't have enough identification to get an Oregon driver's license (until I've actually had a utility bill mailed to my home address), but I had enough to convince the state I should be able to vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never voted anywhere that didn't have voting machines of one form or another. I just drove up and handed my ballot to a guy in the parking lot. Very simple, very easy. Of course, for all I know the guy put my ballot in a dumpster with a thousand others and it's already sitting in a recycling bin somewhere. Probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After I handed over my ballot, I wonder if the guy noticed my Pennsylvania license plate as I drove away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It feels good to participate in the political process. I'm glad I voted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 Timothy 2:2 -- &lt;em&gt;[Pray] for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all goodliness and holiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The above verse means that if you vote for the loser, that does not give you license to whine for four years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, what are your thoughts on the subject, Hobson?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7359841471296647893?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7359841471296647893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7359841471296647893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7359841471296647893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7359841471296647893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/voting-in-oregon.html' title='Voting in Oregon'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRHvKzL4i8I/AAAAAAAAA88/8DJF5Ed03Ko/s72-c/barack+obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4178477237677101918</id><published>2008-11-04T17:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:42:19.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday preview'/><title type='text'>Same Bat Time... Same Bat Channel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRDPN6Y8VeI/AAAAAAAAA80/iif4SmrqFik/s1600-h/title+slide+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264935802315232738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRDPN6Y8VeI/AAAAAAAAA80/iif4SmrqFik/s400/title+slide+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paul wrote that, as the church, we &lt;em&gt;are a letter from Christ . . . written not with pen and ink, but with the Spirit of the living God. &lt;/em&gt;(2 Corinthians 3:3 -- NLT) The church and the kingdom are not the same thing. The church is a window to the kingdom. In other words, people look through the window of the church to see what the kingdom is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We could take the metaphor many other directions. The church is a &lt;em&gt;witness &lt;/em&gt;bearing testimony regarding the kingdom. The church is a &lt;em&gt;headline &lt;/em&gt;that entices people to read the whole story about the kingdom. The church is the URL that links people to the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This Sunday, we're going to examine the church as the &lt;em&gt;coming attractions &lt;/em&gt;of God's kingdom. After seeing us, will people want to tune in for more? Join us this Sunday: &lt;em&gt;Same Bat Time... Same Bat Channel!&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-4178477237677101918?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4178477237677101918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4178477237677101918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4178477237677101918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4178477237677101918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/11/same-bat-time-same-bat-channel.html' title='Same Bat Time... Same Bat Channel!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SRDPN6Y8VeI/AAAAAAAAA80/iif4SmrqFik/s72-c/title+slide+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3870524808503060023</id><published>2008-10-30T23:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:22:36.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday preview'/><title type='text'>Halloween Masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQqB4_9vG9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/DBNi8cisFuE/s1600-h/halloween+mask+-+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263161930778876882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQqB4_9vG9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/DBNi8cisFuE/s200/halloween+mask+-+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow is Halloween, when many of us will be putting on masks for trick-or-treating or a costume party or just for the fun of it. When we're all done, we'll take off our masks, and people will see us for who we really are... won't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just because Halloween ends doesn't mean people take off their masks. Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote in &lt;em&gt;Life Together: He who is alone with his sin is utterly alone. It may be that Christians, [in spite of their] corporate worship, common prayer, and all their fellowship in service, may [be the loneliest people of all]. The final breakthrough to fellowship does not occur, because, though they have fellowship with one another as believers and devout people, they do not have fellowship as the undevout, as sinners. The pious fellowship permits no one to be a sinner. So everyone must conceal his sin from himself and from the fellowship. &lt;/em&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did Jesus die on the cross so we could wear masks even when it's not Halloween? Join us Sunday as we explore the possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[1] Dietrich Bonhoeffer, &lt;em&gt;Life Together &lt;/em&gt;(San Francisco: Harper and Row, 1954), 110. I've taken the liberty to re-word a phrase or two to make this more understandable while, I believe, remaining true to Bonhoeffer's original thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3870524808503060023?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3870524808503060023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3870524808503060023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3870524808503060023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3870524808503060023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-masks.html' title='Halloween Masks'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQqB4_9vG9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/DBNi8cisFuE/s72-c/halloween+mask+-+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8260233205451858571</id><published>2008-10-30T23:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:32:04.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this over at &lt;a href='http://wesroberts.typepad.com'&gt;Wes Robert's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Some ideas are just too good not to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-8260233205451858571?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8260233205451858571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8260233205451858571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8260233205451858571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8260233205451858571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/advent-conspiracy.html' title='Advent Conspiracy'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8602546902426038482</id><published>2008-10-30T11:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:15:35.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Mark 4, 5 and 6 (Day 297)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQnq2pW4-mI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Z6kadPyG2pQ/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262995864094833250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQnq2pW4-mI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Z6kadPyG2pQ/s200/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Jesus] was amazed at how many people had no faith. &lt;/em&gt;(Mark 6:6 - NCV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Mark 6 we find the narrative detailing Jesus' return to Nazareth. Even though his hometown crowd was amazed at his &lt;em&gt;teachings,&lt;/em&gt; they refused to believe in &lt;em&gt;him. &lt;/em&gt;Before leaving there, the writer of Mark records Jesus reaction to their lack of faith: &lt;em&gt;Jesus was amazed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In another account, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http" passage="'Matthew+8:5-13"&gt;Matthew 8:5-13&lt;/a&gt;, Jesus has a different reaction to a centurion's faith: &lt;em&gt;He was amazed. &lt;/em&gt;Wait, that's the same reaction. Nope, just the opposite. With his friends and neighbors, he was amazed at their &lt;em&gt;lack &lt;/em&gt;of faith; with the soldier, he was amazed at his &lt;em&gt;abundance &lt;/em&gt;of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just to cover the bases, let's examine a scenario from the final &lt;em&gt;synoptic &lt;/em&gt;Gospel. In Luke there is an interesting set of bookends (a story within a story). Both verses include the phrase, &lt;em&gt;When the Son of Man comes again... &lt;/em&gt;(17:24 and 18:8). The discourse may have been sparked by the Pharisees' question: &lt;em&gt;When will the kingdom of God come? &lt;/em&gt;(verse 20) The Pharisees ask, &lt;em&gt;When?, &lt;/em&gt;but Jesus answers a more important question. The question isn't, &lt;em&gt;When will Jesus return?, &lt;/em&gt;but, &lt;em&gt;What will Jesus find when he returns? &lt;/em&gt;According to Luke 18:8 - NIV, the question is, &lt;em&gt;When the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on the earth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's put this all together. Jesus was amazed at his friends' and neighbors' lack of faith, and he was amazed at the centurion's abundance of faith. So when Christ returns, maybe it's a given that he will be amazed because of our faith, but will it be for its &lt;em&gt;lack&lt;/em&gt; or its &lt;em&gt;abundance&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're honest, you'd probably have to admit that you're not that different from me. Right now, whether Jesus was amazed at my lack or abundance of faith would depend on the day of the week. My faith has been stretched and deepened over the past year, but I remind myself of the man Jesus encountered seeking help for his sick son: &lt;em&gt;If you can do anything for him, please have pity on us and help us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus said to the father, "You said, 'If you can!' All things are possible for the one who believes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Immediately the father cried out, "I do believe! Help me to believe more!" &lt;/em&gt;(Mark 9:22-24 - NCV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God finds my faith amazing. &lt;em&gt;Is it for the right reasons?&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-8602546902426038482?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8602546902426038482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8602546902426038482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8602546902426038482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8602546902426038482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/365-mark-4-5-and-6-day-297.html' title='365: Mark 4, 5 and 6 (Day 297)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQnq2pW4-mI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Z6kadPyG2pQ/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5528049512771299671</id><published>2008-10-26T10:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:36:34.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bethany Dillon - You Are On Our Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/f5-DjMpuM0M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/f5-DjMpuM0M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friends posted this song on their blog: &lt;a href='http://churchformenflorida.blogspot.com'&gt;Church for Men - Florida&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5528049512771299671?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5528049512771299671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5528049512771299671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5528049512771299671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5528049512771299671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/bethany-dillon-you-are-on-our-side.html' title='Bethany Dillon - You Are On Our Side'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1183718829962982483</id><published>2008-10-23T12:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:34:30.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Around the World in 80 Days... Or Cross Country in Ten</title><content type='html'>Below are some pictures from our cross country drive, as we moved from Pennsylvania to Oregon. Most of this Janelle and I had seen before, but it never gets old, and it was a joy to share these things with our boys Ben and Will.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389126776595986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoCkHYphI/AAAAAAAAA78/MqzXXGZqO_c/s320/100508_17581.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Janelle and I honeymooned in Rocky Mountain National Park, so it will always have a special place in our hearts. This spectacular valley vista shows the last of the beautiful fall aspen colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389132468654882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoC5UekyI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Ck91evmNF9U/s320/100708_12221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above is a picture of the Wind River Canyon in northwest Wyoming. Driving north through this canyon was just beautiful, and delivered us to Cody, where we took a left and headed for the East Entrance to Yellowstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoDBfxZEI/AAAAAAAAA8M/1AD7auB8Z0U/s1600-h/DSC03593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389134663509058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoDBfxZEI/AAAAAAAAA8M/1AD7auB8Z0U/s320/DSC03593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some hot springs, such as this one, are incredibly beautiful. The color and the clarity are mesmerizing. It's amazing to look into their depths and imagine how deep they might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389142851196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoDf_3liI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Zox4HvDjJiw/s320/yellowstone+-+move+trip+-+10+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This mountainside highway in Yellowstone leads to Mammoth Hot Spring. It's another amazing scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389143562162386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoDipYENI/AAAAAAAAA8c/s2RcCOALvbs/s320/DSC03539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This spring is the birthplace of Henry's Fork in Idaho. Pictures don't do it justice. Imagine a full flowing river birthed right out of a hillside, and that's Henry's Fork. The crystal clear water shows off its lush foliage. We didn't get to see one, but I can just imagine a moose munching to its heart's content in this paradise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to share more pictures, but unfortunately one of our memory sticks got lost. It's probably laying in a parking lot somewhere in Yellowstone; we're really not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-1183718829962982483?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1183718829962982483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1183718829962982483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1183718829962982483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1183718829962982483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/around-world-in-80-days-or-cross.html' title='Around the World in 80 Days... Or Cross Country in Ten'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCoCkHYphI/AAAAAAAAA78/MqzXXGZqO_c/s72-c/100508_17581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4771726094951760903</id><published>2008-10-23T12:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:19:03.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Matthew 4, 5 and 6 (Day 288)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCjfsODWzI/AAAAAAAAA70/gW2YuWNw22Y/s1600-h/100508_17583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260384129610111794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCjfsODWzI/AAAAAAAAA70/gW2YuWNw22Y/s400/100508_17583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God. &lt;/em&gt;(Matthew 5:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Allow me to paraphrase: &lt;em&gt;How fortunate are those who don't content themselves with being spectators at a fight, but who step in and initiate reconciliation, who take a volatile situation and guide it to resolution; and who, rather than say, "There's no hope," bring the encouraging word, "Give peace a chance." People like that resemble their heavenly Father, and people notice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if I refused to stoke a conflict, applying water to smoldering fires rather than gasoline? What if I actively advocated for peace, smoothing ruffled feathers and soothing frenzied spirits? And what if I had the kind and volume of peace in my life that overflowed to those around me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When people look at you, how do they see evidence of your relationship with your Father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4771726094951760903?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4771726094951760903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4771726094951760903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4771726094951760903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4771726094951760903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/365-matthew-4-5-and-6-day-288.html' title='365: Matthew 4, 5 and 6 (Day 288)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SQCjfsODWzI/AAAAAAAAA70/gW2YuWNw22Y/s72-c/100508_17583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-683874152305318212</id><published>2008-10-21T13:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:23:43.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday report'/><title type='text'>Was the Cross Really Necessary (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP4d3byH3fI/AAAAAAAAAsU/W71q-qBHNoE/s1600-h/celtic+cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674253003316722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP4d3byH3fI/AAAAAAAAAsU/W71q-qBHNoE/s200/celtic+cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my last blog post, available &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-cross-really-necessary-part-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I began the tale of our cross country trip from Pennsylvania to Oregon. Our second day of actual driving, ended with Janelle's P.T. Cruiser sitting dead along I-70 somewhere in Missouri, necessitating a mid-trip unexpected new car purchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We drove from Kansas City to western Kansas, then the next day to Ft. Collins, CO, where we enjoyed lunch with Janelle's niece and her husband, as well as an extensive 45-minute foray into Rocky Mountain National Park. &lt;em&gt;Well, we've seen it. Let's go. &lt;/em&gt;(More on that another time -- RMNP is one of our favorite places in the world; it was where we honeymooned 29 years ago, and we hated having to cut our visit short.) From Colorado we drove north into Wyoming, where we reconnected with friends in Casper, before heading out for Yellowstone. We actually got to spend an entire day at Yellowstone, thanks to the gracious offer of a cabin just across the Idaho line from the West Yellowstone park entrance. When it was time to get back on the road, we headed across Idaho on US-20. We stopped at a rest area in the middle of nowhere, and this time, my truck wouldn't start. I found it ironic that we were across the street from a nuclear power facility, but I didn't have enough juice to start my truck! Another tow, another diversion from our schedule, and at 3:30 Friday afternoon (October 10th), we started out on our final 580 miles to Portland. We were bound and determined we were going to get to our destination that day, and even though it was about 1:30 a.m. before we arrived, as far as we're concerned, it still counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, now bear with me (a little Yellowstone reference there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We needed a new car. The dealership was very gracious, but still expected payment. If we couldn't have arranged financing, we would have limped along in Janelle's P.T., hoping and praying it would make it to Oregon. &lt;em&gt;If &lt;/em&gt;the dealer had said, &lt;em&gt;You can pay the $20K for the new car, OR you can recite the 23rd Psalm, &lt;/em&gt;we would have chosen the easier of the two and started our recitation. But the dealer didn't say that. There were financing options, but we still had to pay for the car. The deal is, if offered two ways of accomplishing something, we're going to choose the easiest way that still gets for us what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When Jesus was tempted in the wilderness, Satan offered, &lt;em&gt;If you will bow down and worship me, I will give you all these things &lt;/em&gt;(Matthew 4:9). He was saying, &lt;em&gt;You don't have to go through with the cross and pain thing; just bow down to me and I'll give you the kingdoms of the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just after Peter confessed the lordship of Christ, Jesus explained his coming arrest and execution. Peter got in his face and said, &lt;em&gt;Those things will never happen to you &lt;/em&gt;(Matthew 16:22). Jesus rebuked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Satan and Peter were both offering Jesus kingship without suffering, lordship without paying the redemption price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Go to Gethsemane. &lt;em&gt;Abba, take away this cup of suffering. But do what you want, not what I want &lt;/em&gt;(Mark 14:36).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If there were an easier way to provide our redemption, Jesus would have taken it, but there wasn't. &lt;em&gt;If righteousness could be gained through the law &lt;/em&gt;(or any other way, for that matter)&lt;em&gt;, Christ died for nothing &lt;/em&gt;(Galatians 2:21).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Savior, thank you for paying the price, and for not settling for a more comfortable route that wouldn't have accomplished what was accomplished through your shed blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We talked about the necessity of the cross on Sunday, asking, &lt;em&gt;Why did Jesus have to die?&lt;/em&gt; This week we'll be discussing the sufficiency of the cross, asking the question, &lt;em&gt;Was the cross enough?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you putting the full weight of your expectations for abundant and eternal life on Christ and his sacrificial death? If you're betting on anything else, you're betting on the wrong thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7036171157391770335-683874152305318212?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/683874152305318212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=683874152305318212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/683874152305318212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/683874152305318212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-cross-really-necessary-part-two.html' title='Was the Cross Really Necessary (Part Two)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP4d3byH3fI/AAAAAAAAAsU/W71q-qBHNoE/s72-c/celtic+cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7278626551223010952</id><published>2008-10-20T18:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:11:07.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday report'/><title type='text'>Was the Cross Really Necessary? (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP0Q-J1vatI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7VtvS9mH7Yc/s1600-h/cross+-+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378599817865938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP0Q-J1vatI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7VtvS9mH7Yc/s200/cross+-+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between packing up our Pennsylvania house, moving across country, hitting the ground running at a new church, and moving into a new home, I haven't been around much. I think I'm back now. Anyway, this is my story, and I'm sticking to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We recently relocated from Western Pennsylvania to Aloha (pronounced &lt;em&gt;uh - LOH - uh,&lt;/em&gt; or maybe it would be easier to just say, the &lt;em&gt;h &lt;/em&gt;is silent), Oregon. I don't know why the &lt;em&gt;h &lt;/em&gt;is silent; no one I've asked is able to tell me why it's silent; it just is... leave it at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Halfway across Missouri, my phone rang about the same time I noticed, in the rearview mirror, that my wife's P.T. Cruiser was on the shoulder behind me coasting to a stop. I tried to start her car, but no luck. We called GEICO and a tow truck arrived to take her car to the nearest Chrysler dealer. I was kind of thinking fuel pump (like I know anything about cars), but they quickly diagnosed that two of her computer sensors were dead. They had one in stock, got the other from a nearby dealer, and promised us we'd be back on the road before long, with about $400 less in our travel budget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrong.&lt;/em&gt; Once they got the sensors replaced, the car was still dead. A drooping cable, rubbing on the drive shaft, was apparently shorting out everything else. But they could fix that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrong.&lt;/em&gt; Once that was fixed, the car was still dead. This time they acknowledged that we'd have to spend the night in a nearby hotel, and give them a running start in the morning, but they were confident we'd be on our way midmorning... with $500 less in our travel budget (still $400 for the repair, and $100 for the extra night in a hotel).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrong. &lt;/em&gt;The next morning they alerted me that they had found the problem... something about gel packs in the starboard necell shorting out the warp drive. By this time I was really not listening any more, and getting a cramp from spending so much time in the fetal position. There was a new one (whatever it was) at a St. Louis dealership and they were going to barter for it. If they could procure it, they'd have it within two hours and we'd be back on the road by midafternoon... with only $1,100 less in our travel budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the meantime, I was walking around the hotel parking lot praying: &lt;em&gt;God, you've taken such good care of us this summer; please take care of us now. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before long my cell rang. It was the dealership asking if I had considered trading the P.T. Cruiser for something new. The $1,000 was going to get us back on the road, but there were other issues with the car, and no guarantee how far it would carry us. I quickly answered, &lt;em&gt;Oh no, there's no way I could do that, &lt;/em&gt;and hung up. Then I got to thinking, &lt;em&gt;You just prayed for God's care. Could that phone call have been God's answer? &lt;/em&gt;So, after talking with Janelle, we decided to see what we could work out. I think the paperwork took longer than fixing the car, but &lt;em&gt;by day's end &lt;/em&gt;(they were literally shutting down the shop as we were driving away) we had a new car, and we were finally back on the road heading to see Janelle's family in Kansas City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By this time, even after driving 550 miles the first day, we had lost two of our ten days allotted for driving cross country. That meant we had a day less to spend with Janelle's family, and had to make up another day somewhere else. Janelle was mourning her P.T. (maybe just a little bit), and the adventure was just beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next time, I'll finish the story, and explain the title. &lt;em&gt;Y'all come back now, ya hear?&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-7278626551223010952?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7278626551223010952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7278626551223010952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7278626551223010952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7278626551223010952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/10/was-cross-really-necessary-part-1.html' title='Was the Cross Really Necessary? (Part 1)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SP0Q-J1vatI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7VtvS9mH7Yc/s72-c/cross+-+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-977126802544207199</id><published>2008-09-24T15:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:12:56.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Up and Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqQ549kNQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5aUTd7qUCTw/s1600-h/ancient-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249667639871288578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqQ549kNQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5aUTd7qUCTw/s200/ancient-laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I picked up my laptop from the repair shop this morning. It is once again a lean, mean fighting machine. There wasn't anything seriously wrong with it, but it's now running smoother and working better than it has in a long time. I'm embarking on a new season of ministry. Now my computer is as ready as I am. Let's go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-977126802544207199?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/977126802544207199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=977126802544207199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/977126802544207199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/977126802544207199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-and-running.html' title='Up and Running'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqQ549kNQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5aUTd7qUCTw/s72-c/ancient-laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3496161251806151731</id><published>2008-09-24T14:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:03:26.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • Summary and Conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqOvyY9dHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Uw-eBur0qDU/s1600-h/watchman+nee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249665267285193842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqOvyY9dHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Uw-eBur0qDU/s200/watchman+nee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We started this journey through Watchman Nee’s classic &lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit,&lt;/em&gt; back in July. For a short book, this one packs a punch. Find the entire series &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/search/label/Release%20of%20the%20Spirit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee’s premise is that the outer person (the soul) must be broken to allow the inner person (the spirit) to fully engage Christ. This breaking process is something God is doing in the lives of all Believers. We often fight the process, not realizing that God is accomplishing something absolutely necessary. The longer we fight what God is doing, the longer (and more painful) the process is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee warns that the unbroken person will find himself/herself consumed with so many things—most of them probably good things—that our hands will not be free to do that to which God is calling us. Being entangled with frivolous things, as well as allowing our soul to remain unbroken, keeps us from fully connecting with Christ, or engaging in the eternal work of the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as God was not limited by the flesh of the Incarnate Christ (because Christ was completely connected to the Father and the Spirit), God wants that same freedom in working through Christ’s body—the church. This explains why it is so important for each Believer to be broken, ensuring God free reign in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter Six was my favorite. Link to that post &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/release-of-spirit-6-brokenness-and.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. He writes: &lt;em&gt;God must employ whatever means he thinks effective in breaking down any stronghold over which our [inner person] has no control.&lt;/em&gt; Nee reminds us that the trials and tribulations we whined about over the last five to ten years were being used by God to break the outer person, and to help us become the person God wants us to be. Even though we may be unaware of certain needs, the Holy Spirit knows exactly where we fall short, and what is necessary to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book helped me look differently at the hard times I’ve faced, am facing, or will face in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.&lt;/em&gt; (Hebrews 12:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, I know you love me without limit and that you want what’s best for me. If you choose to use suffering and trials to break in me what needs to be broken (and I know you do), then I ask for the grace to let go and allow you free access. Help me not to fight what is for my own good and for the good of your kingdom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3496161251806151731?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3496161251806151731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3496161251806151731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3496161251806151731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3496161251806151731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/release-of-spirit-summary-and.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • Summary and Conclusion'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNqOvyY9dHI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Uw-eBur0qDU/s72-c/watchman+nee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7028190134350167972</id><published>2008-09-18T18:07:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:32:16.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>One More Reason I Like Portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLVujLGopI/AAAAAAAAArk/eTPVSKN0eDs/s1600-h/portland+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247491511532561042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLVujLGopI/AAAAAAAAArk/eTPVSKN0eDs/s320/portland+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Above: Portland. Below: Pittsburgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLVuqAQ9nI/AAAAAAAAArs/fm929qhgQIk/s1600-h/pittsburgh+at+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247491513366148722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLVuqAQ9nI/AAAAAAAAArs/fm929qhgQIk/s320/pittsburgh+at+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm... No I can't see any resemblance at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I probably won't be posting for a few days... maybe a week. I'm taking my computer in for an oil change and to rotate the tires. I should still be able to answer emails. Hint, hint.&lt;br /&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/7036171157391770335-7028190134350167972?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7028190134350167972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7028190134350167972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7028190134350167972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7028190134350167972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-more-reason-i-like-portland.html' title='One More Reason I Like Portland'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLVujLGopI/AAAAAAAAArk/eTPVSKN0eDs/s72-c/portland+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-553861977187678225</id><published>2008-09-18T18:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:23:04.313-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Ezekiel 22, 23 and 24 (Day 255)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLURwRVSiI/AAAAAAAAArc/aljaJrcnW08/s1600-h/ezekiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247489917320514082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLURwRVSiI/AAAAAAAAArc/aljaJrcnW08/s200/ezekiel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You became tired of your lovers, but I am going to hand you over to those men you now hate&lt;/em&gt;. (Ezekiel 23:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good example of how the Bible isn’t always pretty. In this expanded passage, God likens the capital cities of Samaria (Israel) and Jerusalem (Judah) to sisters who have both engaged in prostitution. Their sin is that they have sold themselves to other nations and those nations’ idols, without any regard for their relationship with the Lord God, who rightfully should have been their one and only. God, the wounded husband, announces: &lt;em&gt;You want to chase after your lovers? You can have them. You think this is a Harlequin romance? Just wait until you see the shameful way they treat you!&lt;/em&gt; (Pastor's Paraphrase) He spotlights the Assyrians (they destroyed Samaria in 722 B.C.) and the Babylonians (they destroyed Jerusalem in 587 B.C.), painting them as the handsome young men being flirted with by the two shameless sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what lesson can we learn from a 6th century B.C. prophet, and two sister/nation prostitutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can choose our actions, but we cannot choose the consequences for those actions. When we grab hold of sin, we should remember that it also grabs hold of us – and it has a strong grip. Just because we’re ready to let go of it, doesn’t mean it will let go of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What sin are you flirting with? Is someone whispering in your ear that just a little flirting never hurt anyone? Hmmm, I wonder who that could be… Satan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-553861977187678225?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/553861977187678225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=553861977187678225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/553861977187678225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/553861977187678225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/365-ezekiel-22-23-and-24-day-255.html' title='365: Ezekiel 22, 23 and 24 (Day 255)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNLURwRVSiI/AAAAAAAAArc/aljaJrcnW08/s72-c/ezekiel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3192685713523152734</id><published>2008-09-17T12:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:00:20.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Going West!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE171J4PuI/AAAAAAAAArU/2sfip3rhjoY/s1600-h/going+west+map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247034342860406498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE171J4PuI/AAAAAAAAArU/2sfip3rhjoY/s320/going+west+map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's official. We've been &lt;em&gt;moderately &lt;/em&gt;tight-lipped about our upcoming move, but now we can share with you our joy. We are excited about going to Aloha, Oregon, to pastor Aloha Church of God. Aloha is on the west end of the Portland metro area, between Beaverton and Hillsboro. The church was started in 1950, with my cousin (Gene Linnaman was my dad's cousin; would that make him my second cousin?) as its first pastor. In their 58-year history, they've had only five (now six) pastors, and the people are (and this sounds scary!) just like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247033895839659986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE1hz3099I/AAAAAAAAArM/Wrd-lXic-es/s320/portland+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our calendar looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday, September 27th - Moving Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesday, September 30th - Mover Picks Up Our Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, October 12th - First Sunday at Aloha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday, October 15th - Furniture Arrives at New House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, October 16th - Collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please don't hold me too tightly to this schedule. Blessed are the flexible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247033897078839650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE1h4fRWWI/AAAAAAAAArE/r3LBFFTeJDw/s320/portland+-+02.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was first contacted by the Aloha Pastoral Search Team last spring, maybe April, when they asked for sermons. They then contacted us about a phone interview with both Janelle and me. Before that interview actually took place, we were invited to candidate at a Pennsylvania church. We went ahead with the Aloha interview (and really seemed to connect with the team) but informed them by email within a day or two that we could not pursue our relationship with them any further until we walked through the open door that had presented itself with the Pennsylvania congregation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things didn't work out in Pennsylvania, so we contacted Aloha again, but wouldn't you know it, they were already considering a local candidate. I couldn't blame them for moving ahead with their search, and we were told they'd keep us informed. About a month later (after several emails back and forth) they invited our family to fly out. The earliest date that was good for all of us was the weekend of September 7th. We flew from Pittsburgh to Newark, and from Newark to Portland. The church was gracious enough to reserve two hotel rooms for our stay, which gave us some privacy and room to spread out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday, while Janelle and I were in meetings, Garth and Kathy Hamilton (youth directors) took the youth, including our boys Ben and Will, on a hike up to Multnomah Falls. Will, who has never caught the hiking bug, said it was the best day of his life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, we got to meet those we had missed on Saturday, and I had the opportunity to preach. Several of the youth sat with Ben and Will. We thought that was a wonderful show of support and friendship. It felt great, and the congregation was incredibly warm. We fell in love with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247033890612593106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE1hgZmQdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Auvn4VOuGGw/s320/oregon+coast+rocks+from+ecola+state+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Monday, we had the day to ourselves (and unlimited mileage on our rental car), so we headed for the Oregon Coast. We saw both Seaside and Cannon Beach, and had a great day. Ben and Will wanted to get back to Aloha because they had plans with some of the youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had to return the car at 6:40 the next morning, but we were there by 5:30, and then our plane was delayed almost two hours because of bad weather in Newark. We sat at the airport until we boarded a little after 9. Four and a half hours later we landed at Newark, rushed to our gate for our connecting flight, and found out it was delayed, leaving us to sit and enjoy Newark International for about another hour and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247033893372102130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE1hqrhBfI/AAAAAAAAAq0/yOrXupARhfs/s320/view+south+from+seaside+beach+-+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the time we touched down in Pittsburgh, retrieved our luggage, and drove home, it was after midnight. Thus ended a physically tiring, but spiritually and emotionally refreshing, journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3192685713523152734?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3192685713523152734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3192685713523152734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3192685713523152734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3192685713523152734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-west.html' title='Going West!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SNE171J4PuI/AAAAAAAAArU/2sfip3rhjoY/s72-c/going+west+map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5162942324496673123</id><published>2008-09-16T12:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:06:33.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 10 (Two Very Different Ways)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watchman Nee begins Chapter Ten by contrasting two different methods intended for spiritual edification: 1) An outward training in &lt;em&gt;doctrine and exposition&lt;/em&gt;, which would amount to gaining head knowledge. 2) God’s intended method for edification, which is spirit touching spirit. (89) While Nee obviously elevates spirit to spirit contact over the simple act of gaining head knowledge, his biography shows an appreciation for education. He graduated from college, and even though he had no formal theological education, he was self-taught, having studied over 3,000 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee speaks of a deeper communion between believers, a &lt;em&gt;spiritual fellowship&lt;/em&gt; in which spirit touches spirit. This is only possible between those whose outer persons have been broken. According to Nee, this is the Bible’s &lt;em&gt;deep calling to deep&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 42:7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer examines two final issues by way of question and answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; While we are still unbroken, but beginning to recognize fleshly activity, should we try in our own strength to put a stop to such activity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; It is always right to put a stop to fleshly activity such as pride or temper, but in doing so one should not profess to be broken. That would be counterfeit. &lt;em&gt;We must allow God to finish the work within us BEFORE we can expect the evidence of this to be manifest without&lt;/em&gt;. (93)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Is there a difference between natural gentleness and the gentleness that comes through discipline?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; Natural gentleness is not under the spirit’s control. Nee gives us the example of a naturally gentle person, whom the Lord calls to speak out strongly against sinful activity. That person’s natural gentleness may not allow him to do as he has been prompted because it is not under the spirit’s control. &lt;em&gt;Anything that is natural has its own will and is independent of the spirit&lt;/em&gt;. (93)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Along with the Introduction, we have now looked at ten chapters. Did any of them (or maybe just a single concept) stand out as being particularly meaningful to you? I’ll share my answer to that question next week in Release of the Spirit (Summary and Conclusions).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5162942324496673123?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5162942324496673123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5162942324496673123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5162942324496673123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5162942324496673123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/release-of-spirit-10-two-very-different.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 10 (Two Very Different Ways)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-615871962787389235</id><published>2008-09-11T14:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:25:26.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Ezekiel 1, 2 and 3 (Day 248)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SMligEa5JlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kxs0_un_mPY/s1600-h/fertile+fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244831544131528274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SMligEa5JlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kxs0_un_mPY/s200/fertile+fields.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They may listen, or they may not, . . . But they will know that a prophet has been among them&lt;/em&gt;. (Ezekiel 2:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this passage outlining Ezekiel’s call to prophetic ministry, God teaches the prophet-to-be that he is not accountable for the people’s response, but he &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;accountable for the message delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=Luke+8:5-15"&gt;the farmer&lt;/a&gt; spreads the seed on all kinds of soil, even though most of it will never reach maturity (Luke 8:5-15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that the prophet cannot increase the reception factor, or the farmer the richness of the soil. Two of the biggest factors in how the word is received are prayer and relationship. If the seed (the word) is planted with prayer, and the soil (the heart) is cultivated with relationship, there is a much greater chance of the message accomplishing that for which it is designed – changed lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside all that, we often forget the work of the Holy Spirit. We may apply the word to needy hearts, but the Holy Spirit has already been there, preparing the way. The Holy Spirit continues applying that word for hours and days after we’ve put our notes aside and gone on to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my calling to speak prophetically. It is also my duty and privilege to cover the seed with prayer and cultivate the soil with relationship. The Holy Spirit is responsible for the changed lives. One day the proof will be in the harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-615871962787389235?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/615871962787389235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=615871962787389235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/615871962787389235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/615871962787389235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/365-ezekiel-1-2-and-3-day-248.html' title='365: Ezekiel 1, 2 and 3 (Day 248)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SMligEa5JlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kxs0_un_mPY/s72-c/fertile+fields.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-177919514807633181</id><published>2008-09-08T00:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:59:04.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 9 (Meekness in Brokenness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't normally post these articles until Tuesday, but if I don't do it now, I may not have a chance until later in the week. Tuesday, we'll be flying home from a physically tiring, but spiritually refreshing weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're wondering what this is, it is a series of chapter-by-chapter reviews (maybe summaries would be a better word) of one of the most incredible books I've read in a long time. Go back to the beginning to read a little about Watchman Nee. Just to get you started: After spending twenty years in a Chinese Communist prison, Nee died in 1972. Before he was arrested, he had planted 700 churches with attendance of over 700,000. You can read the whole series &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/search/label/Release%20of%20the%20Spirit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or by clicking on the &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit&lt;/em&gt; link at the bottom of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God adjusts the means and speed of his disciplining process as needed according to the subject, until finally the will is broken. (83f.) The result is that all who have been enlightened and disciplined share a common trait: they become &lt;em&gt;meek,&lt;/em&gt; which is a sign of brokenness. (84)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that anyone who has been broken will speak with a soft uncertain voice, or that anyone who speaks in such a voice has been broken. True meekness, as is stubbornness &lt;em&gt;is a matter of character,&lt;/em&gt; not a matter of the speaking voice. (84)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nee outlines four qualities which characterize the person who is meek:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Approachable - This person is easy to talk to, open to the ideas of others, and teachable. (85)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sensitive - The broken person is aware of those around him; he is responsive to their needs, sensitive to their feelings and would never intentionally hurt another. (86)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ready for Community Life - It requires a measure of meekness to successfully live in community with other believers. Without such meekness, one will be more concerned with self than with relationships. If any wrong is done, the broken will sense his indiscretion and make it right. He desires to live in unity. He is not only in harmony with the Body, but he also has the mind of Christ, the Head of the Body. (86-87)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Easily Edified - The unbroken person often tends to look down on those less gifted, less talented, and less educated than he. This makes it almost impossible to receive edification from anyone - seeing only those more gifted, more talented and more educated as worthy to speak into his life. The broken man, however, is able to receive from others without arrogance or prejudice. (87)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nee defines edification as being nourished and revived by God from spirit-to-spirit contact. This can only happen through the help of brothers and sisters in Christ. (88)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Share stories of when you have been edified through spirit-to-spirit contact with a brother or sister in Christ. Next week (09 16 2008), we'll cover the final chapter, and then a week later we close this series with a final wrap-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-177919514807633181?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/177919514807633181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=177919514807633181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/177919514807633181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/177919514807633181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/release-of-spirit-9-meekness-in.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 9 (Meekness in Brokenness)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7018699129140808700</id><published>2008-09-04T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:40:29.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Jeremiah 37, 38 and 39 (Day 242)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;While your feet were stuck in the mud, they left you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jeremiah 38:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Zedekiah was the last king of Judah prior to Jerusalem's destruction by Babylonian forces, and its people being taken into exile. He was a wishy-washy king, who found it difficult to make a decision. In his defense, he was scared of being executed by the king of Babylon (Nebuchadnezzar), and things weren't looking good. His advisors were telling him to resist the invading army, while Jeremiah was telling him he should surrender. Zedekiah feared Jeremiah was right, but he was afraid of his advisors. After all he didn't want them thinking he was weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shut Jeremiah up, the king's counselors were determined to imprison or kill him. Zedekiah didn't have the courage to resist them and gave the plan his permission. Jeremiah was thrown in a cistern, empty of water, but full of mud. Jeremiah was left there for a time, but thanks to another flip flop by the king, he was released. Zedekiah once again asked Jeremiah for advice, but Jeremiah was reticent to speak, considering where his words had already landed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah told Zedekiah that, if he surrendered, he would fare better than by continuing the fight. He also said that if the king didn't listen to him, the women of Jerusalem would be taken captive by the Babylonians, and taunt him about being misled and abandoned by his most trusted friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While your feet were stuck in the mud, they left you.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jeremiah was the one dropped in the mud, but Zedekiah was the one who was stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been stuck and unable to make a decision? What did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7036171157391770335-7018699129140808700?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7018699129140808700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7018699129140808700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7018699129140808700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7018699129140808700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/365-jeremiah-37-38-and-39-day-242.html' title='365: Jeremiah 37, 38 and 39 (Day 242)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7492922336951130222</id><published>2008-09-02T12:53:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:55:17.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 8 (What Impression Do We Give?)</title><content type='html'>Read the whole series &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/search/label/Release%20of%20the%20Spirit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or by clicking on the &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit&lt;/em&gt; link at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a previous chapter Watchman Nee wrote about a person’s most prominent feature. (43) When our outer person remains unbroken, that prominent feature is what we display to others. God must use discipline to break that prominent feature, because it blocks others from genuinely connecting with God. (77) This is because, when others look at us, they see our prominent feature rather than God living in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with discipline, God also works in us by &lt;em&gt;enlightenment &lt;/em&gt;or&lt;em&gt; revelation&lt;/em&gt;. As shared in Chapter Seven, revelation is when God enables us to see what he sees. In this context it is seeing what God sees &lt;em&gt;in us&lt;/em&gt;. (72)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of these two tools, revelation and discipline, discipline is usually a slower process. As already stated, God’s hand of discipline is often not recognized for what it is. That discipline, recognized or not, will continue until the outer person is broken, and the spirit is released, allowing God to be revealed through us. (81)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee writes that God is not nearly as concerned with what comes out of our mouths, as he is with what comes out of our inner person. (82) Every time we connect with other people, we leave an impression—they either see us or they see the Lord. (81) Getting back to our first point (the need for our prominent feature to be broken), God must discipline, reveal and destroy anything in us that gets in the way of others seeing God in and through our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have each dealt with both kinds of people, those whose lives point to God, and those whose lives point only to themselves. On different occasions, we have probably been both of those people. Can you give any examples of when you (or others) got in the way of people who needed to see God, because your (or their) outer person was not broken?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7492922336951130222?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7492922336951130222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7492922336951130222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7492922336951130222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7492922336951130222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/09/release-of-spirit-8-what-impression-do.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 8 (What Impression Do We Give?)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-52701420093915284</id><published>2008-08-28T11:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:38:03.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Jeremiah 13, 14 and 15 (Day 234)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLbFVbq6-2I/AAAAAAAAAp8/CMRo0vF89Ug/s1600-h/seven+sons.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239592188487859042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLbFVbq6-2I/AAAAAAAAAp8/CMRo0vF89Ug/s200/seven+sons.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the enemy attacked, a woman with seven sons felt faint because they would all die.&lt;/em&gt; (Jeremiah 15:9 - NCV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jerusalem forfeit to Babylon (this was during the run up to Jerusalem’s annihilation and the population’s exile), Judah’s confidence was gone. Having seven sons was a Hebrew word picture of perfect security. A mother’s retirement plan was her sons—with her husband gone they would care for her in her old age. During the battle for Jerusalem, her sons would be KIA, and her social security would be no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures are replete with warnings about putting our trust in the wrong things. When Hezekiah’s Jerusalem was under siege from the Assyrians over a hundred years earlier, Hezekiah worked hard to fortify the walls and build up the military, but when he encouraged the people, his words showed where his real trust was invested: &lt;em&gt;Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or discouraged because of the king of Assyria and the vast army with him, for there is a greater power with us than with him. With him is only the arm of flesh, but with us is the Lord our God to help us and to fight our battles.&lt;/em&gt; (2 Chronicles 32:7,8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psalmist wrote: &lt;em&gt;Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 20:7) Jesus warned us not to put our trust in &lt;em&gt;treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 6:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many securities in which we can put our trust: a bank account, a life insurance policy, a job, a spouse (and, of course, all of these are good things), but they can all fail us. When our trust is in the Lord, though everything else in our world should fall apart, God will never let us down. When everything else is gone, God will still be on our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In what (or whom) have you placed your trust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-52701420093915284?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/52701420093915284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=52701420093915284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/52701420093915284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/52701420093915284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/365-jeremiah-13-14-and-15-day-234.html' title='365: Jeremiah 13, 14 and 15 (Day 234)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLbFVbq6-2I/AAAAAAAAAp8/CMRo0vF89Ug/s72-c/seven+sons.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4777125015099014555</id><published>2008-08-27T12:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:04:02.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Pirates Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWGJpeKP2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YpKQWAX6-qg/s1600-h/great+seats,+but+lots+of+empty+seats,+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241241824739170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWGJpeKP2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YpKQWAX6-qg/s320/great+seats,+but+lots+of+empty+seats,+too.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Monday night we enjoyed a family Pirates outing at Pittsburgh's PNC Park. The Pirates were soundly defeated by the Chicago Cubs (if you call 12-3 soundly defeating someone). I think there were more Cubs than Pirates fans in the stands. One guy was holding a sign that read: &lt;em&gt;Wrigley was sold out, so I came here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had absolutely great seats, but there were also a lot of empty seats. Pittsburgh is my team, whether it's football, hockey or baseball. We're just a little baseball-challenged right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pittsburgh is &lt;em&gt;The City of Bridges. &lt;/em&gt;This is the Clemente Bridge, which is closed off to vehicle traffic on game nights, to allow pedestrians to reach the stadium. The Allegheny River is below us, and joins the Monongahela just downstream to become the Ohio River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240608514462722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkyNOVAI/AAAAAAAAApk/4JZKKr0259Y/s320/the+clemente+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a view of PNC Park from the Clemente Bridge. It's a beautiful park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkvUmLUI/AAAAAAAAApc/2og_7yGmDu8/s1600-h/pnc+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240607740079426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkvUmLUI/AAAAAAAAApc/2og_7yGmDu8/s320/pnc+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, we weren't there just to see the Pirates. Our main reason for going was that Janelle's chorus (Sounds of Pittsburgh) sang the national anthem before the game. That's her second row up, second from the left. Unfortunately, we found out that only weekend games televise the national anthem, so none of our friends got the chance to see her, but thanks for trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240606635282002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkrNMTlI/AAAAAAAAApU/nLF5VS9rm30/s320/Copy+of+082508_18542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben and Will know the most important thing about a baseball game is the food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240600784342578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkVaODjI/AAAAAAAAApM/eEZvoNe1sAM/s320/ben+and+will+at+the+ball+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time to call it a night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239240595343048882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWFkBI6gLI/AAAAAAAAApE/tYuotctcj_Y/s320/pittsburgh+at+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4777125015099014555?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4777125015099014555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4777125015099014555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4777125015099014555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4777125015099014555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/pirates-outing.html' title='Pirates Outing'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLWGJpeKP2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/YpKQWAX6-qg/s72-c/great+seats,+but+lots+of+empty+seats,+too.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7394436807048670037</id><published>2008-08-27T12:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:25:33.801-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>Release of the Spirit • 7 (Dividing and Revelation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLV_a5T1AyI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yhc5zsWFAjs/s1600-h/double+edged+sword.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239233841552753442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLV_a5T1AyI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yhc5zsWFAjs/s200/double+edged+sword.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read the whole series &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/search/label/Release%20of%20the%20Spirit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or by clicking on the &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;link at the bottom of this post.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Chapter Seven, Watchman Nee returns to the topic of dividing the spirit and soul, the inner and outer person. We referred to this in Chapter Two. This entails God breaking the outer person (the soul) and dividing it from the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee explained in chapter six how God uses discipline to break the outer person. All those things we are so quick to blame on other people or on bad luck are really the hand of God working in our lives to break the outer person. In this chapter, he teaches about how revelation (God’s Word) divides the soul and the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this dividing process, Nee goes back to Hebrews 4:12,13 – &lt;em&gt;For the word of the Lord is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.&lt;/em&gt; (NIV) The writer begins by telling us two things about God’s Word: 1) &lt;em&gt;For the word of the Lord is living…&lt;/em&gt; It is living in that it is not meant to be just information stored away for later retrieval. It is not dead print, but alive by the power of the Holy Spirit working in us. 2) &lt;em&gt;and active.&lt;/em&gt; The Word is active in that it goes to work on a person in such a way as to produce results. (68) The sharpest double-edged sword, though it may penetrate to divide joints and marrow, is not sharp enough to divide soul and spirit. For that we need God’s Word or revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piercing by God’s light reveals to us that the work we convinced ourselves was for God’s glory was really for our own glory. Instead of preaching the Gospel for the love of the lost, we preached out of our love for the acclaim of our brothers and sisters in Christ. Instead of being motivated by love for God, we have actually been motivated by love for self. (70f.) It does this by revealing &lt;em&gt;the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what is revelation?&lt;/em&gt; Nee asks. &lt;em&gt;Revelation enables us to see what God sees.&lt;/em&gt; (72) What is disguised to us is not hidden from God. What is hazy to us, is crystal clear to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the Holy Spirit’s discipline the outer person is broken, but it is divided from the inner person by the light of God’s revelation. In this way we are 1) broken to release the spirit, and 2) purified for God’s use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that Nee has explained more fully the workings behind which the soul and spirit are divided, can you relate what God’s light has revealed to you in this purification process?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7394436807048670037?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7394436807048670037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7394436807048670037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7394436807048670037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7394436807048670037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/release-of-spirit-7-dividing-and.html' title='Release of the Spirit • 7 (Dividing and Revelation)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SLV_a5T1AyI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yhc5zsWFAjs/s72-c/double+edged+sword.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-820890543506133520</id><published>2008-08-22T11:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:31:04.856-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycling'/><title type='text'>The Rockland Tunnel • Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK7aerSmWzI/AAAAAAAAAos/C7Gt4s2bjsw/s1600-h/leaving+the+darkness.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237363637230132018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK7aerSmWzI/AAAAAAAAAos/C7Gt4s2bjsw/s400/leaving+the+darkness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is coming out the far side of the Rockland Tunnel on the Allegheny River Trail. Upon further inspection, the tunnel is somewhere between a half mile and a mile in length. It's walls are covered with graffiti (sort of creepy and something I couldn't see before taking a stronger flashlight), and the far opening is a welcome sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-820890543506133520?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/820890543506133520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=820890543506133520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/820890543506133520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/820890543506133520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/rockland-tunnel-part-2.html' title='The Rockland Tunnel • Part 2'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK7aerSmWzI/AAAAAAAAAos/C7Gt4s2bjsw/s72-c/leaving+the+darkness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7670970263659257057</id><published>2008-08-21T12:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:49:25.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Jeremiah 1, 2 and 3 (Day 230)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK2bFVWhaRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Bs7a45UFGhE/s1600-h/ice+water+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237012457635014930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK2bFVWhaRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Bs7a45UFGhE/s200/ice+water+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My people have done two evils: They have turned away from me, the spring of living water. And they have dug their own wells.&lt;/em&gt; (Jeremiah 2:13 – NCV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never dug a well, but I have dug trenches for footers and water lines. It is hot, dirty work. Thankfully, a back hoe did most of the work for the water line. If you’ve ever done that kind of digging, especially by hand, you will understand the absurdity of the people’s choice, and the frustration felt by Jeremiah. Put yourself in their place. It’s a hot, dry day. Someone offers you a pitcher of pure, refreshing ice water. Rather than accept this life-saving, thirst-quenching gift, you raise your hands in the international symbol for stop, and declare, &lt;em&gt;No, I’m going to dig my own well.&lt;/em&gt; Not only is the work going to be physically exhausting, but the water you’re going to get (if any) is hours, maybe days, away. Not to mention that it will taste terrible by comparison. Sure, it might keep you alive, but that’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would anyone make a choice like that? Why is it when God freely offers us his best love, we find ourselves prone to go dig up something greatly inferior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK2b7PiuAXI/AAAAAAAAAok/Mjx_uUp6GYA/s1600-h/red+blood+cells.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237013383788495218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK2b7PiuAXI/AAAAAAAAAok/Mjx_uUp6GYA/s200/red+blood+cells.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re like hemoglobin. (How’s that for a left turn?) Did you know that if the hemoglobin in our red blood cells is given the choice, it prefers to bond with carbon monoxide rather than oxygen? What that means is that if hemoglobin has a vacant seat, and both an oxygen molecule and a carbon monoxide molecule are waiting on the curb, the hemoglobin will pick up the carbon monoxide almost every time. The problem is that carbon monoxide doesn’t have what we need, and so hemoglobin can fill us up with CO and our tissues will suffocate… and so will we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every gift that God offers us, Satan has a counterfeit that will choke us to death. We would do well to heed Moses’ words:&lt;em&gt; I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life.&lt;/em&gt; (Deuteronomy 30:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7670970263659257057?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7670970263659257057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7670970263659257057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7670970263659257057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7670970263659257057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/365-jeremiah-1-2-and-3-day-230.html' title='365: Jeremiah 1, 2 and 3 (Day 230)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SK2bFVWhaRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Bs7a45UFGhE/s72-c/ice+water+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5102815706838311627</id><published>2008-08-19T11:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:05:02.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycling'/><title type='text'>The Rockland Tunnel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrtyKkdt1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/c4Hfep-T3_o/s1600-h/081808_17371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236258962858162002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrtyKkdt1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/c4Hfep-T3_o/s200/081808_17371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've had trouble getting back into bicycling since a bad fall a couple years ago. Rather than just ride free, I have that constant awareness of the possibility of falling again. I've been on a couple rides in the last week, and really enjoyed my time in the saddle. Maybe I can get my confidence back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I took a short ride (only 11 or so miles round trip) on the Allegheny River Trail to the Rockland Tunnel. Many bicycle trails are built on reclaimed railroad beds, and it shouldn't surprise me to find old railroad tunnels marking certain sections of Pennsylvania trails. Rockland Tunnel is difficult to ride through, because it's pitch black inside. I think it's just under a half mile in length, but don't hold me to that. The tunnel curves, so no matter which way you're traveling, you cannot see the exit until coming around the bend. There are no lights, but there are reflectors embedded in the asphalt for navigation. It takes a really bright headlight (brighter than most bicycle lights) to even see the reflectors more than a few feet ahead. When I have ridden through I had the uneasy sensation that I was going to ride off a ledge or into a wall, or just tip over sideways. Next time I think I'll just take my mag light and walk my bike through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's amazing how cold it gets in that tunnel! From the trail, to the point where I took this picture, I'm convinced the temperature dropped at least 20 degrees (please read that as hyperbole if it's not exactly accurate). It felt like standing in front of an open refrigerator or freezer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though the trail is right on the banks of the Allegheny River, there are few breaks in the trees that allow any view of the river. This is the best I could do for a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236258852731328434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrtrwULl7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/V4Eixj6dMzk/s320/081808_17481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to some longer rides, now that I've gotten my proverbial feet wet (which, when you think about it would be an uncomfortable way to ride).&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/7036171157391770335-5102815706838311627?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5102815706838311627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5102815706838311627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5102815706838311627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5102815706838311627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/rockland-tunnel.html' title='The Rockland Tunnel'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrtyKkdt1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/c4Hfep-T3_o/s72-c/081808_17371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4919222490692143454</id><published>2008-08-19T11:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:40:20.620-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>Release of the Spirit • 6 (Brokenness and Discipline)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrpLgfWsaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zw4Kzej2iEk/s1600-h/dove+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236253900680901026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrpLgfWsaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zw4Kzej2iEk/s200/dove+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think Six is by far the best chapter so far. You can follow the series backward by accessing Chapter Five &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/release-of-spirit-5-church-and-gods.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. As always you can click on the &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;link at the bottom of this post to see the entire series in one place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this chapter, Watchman Nee defines consecration as &lt;em&gt;our willingness to be in the hands of God,&lt;/em&gt; and though consecration may be accomplished in just a few minutes, that does not mean God has completed the work of breaking the outer person. (57) &lt;em&gt;God must employ whatever means He thinks effective in breaking down any stronghold over which our [inner person] has no control.&lt;/em&gt; (58)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nee reminds us that the events of the last five to ten years have been used by God for our education. We may have whined about the trials because we did not recognize the hand of God. We may have been ignorant of the Spirit’s discipline and just thought we were having a long run of bad luck. The truth is that God has been using the circumstances of our lives to soften and break our outer person. (59) Consecration is submitting to God and saying, &lt;em&gt;Do whatever you need to in order to make me into what and whom you want me to be.&lt;/em&gt; (60)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God will do whatever he has to in order to deal with every area of our lives. We may be completely unaware of certain needs, but the Holy Spirit knows exactly where we fall short and what is necessary to fix us. (61) It is easy for us to speak the words, &lt;em&gt;Not my will but Thine be done,&lt;/em&gt; but more difficult to fully surrender to the discipline of the Holy Spirit. (62)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One must come to the place where self is no longer trusted. &lt;em&gt;Lord, I am prone to mistakes. Unless [you are] merciful to me, unless [you] support me, unless [you] restrain me with your hand, I will be wrong again.&lt;/em&gt; Nee writes: &lt;em&gt;This is the beginning of the destruction of the outer [person].&lt;/em&gt; (63) The Holy Spirit is working to deliver us from everything in life &lt;em&gt;that cannot be brought over into eternity.&lt;/em&gt; (64)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In hindsight, are there things you now know (that you didn’t know then) God was using for the breaking of your outer person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4919222490692143454?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4919222490692143454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4919222490692143454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4919222490692143454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4919222490692143454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/release-of-spirit-6-brokenness-and.html' title='Release of the Spirit • 6 (Brokenness and Discipline)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKrpLgfWsaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zw4Kzej2iEk/s72-c/dove+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-9069577872098141950</id><published>2008-08-18T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:45:30.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessed Evening with Hector y Mayra Lazado y Jossie Esteban</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/fTSEsWZVtqI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/fTSEsWZVtqI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night I had the wonderful opportunity to worship with our Hispanic congregation in Erie, PA. The church meets in the church building I grew up in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was that I don't speak a word of Spanish and the guest speaker/singer Jossie Esteban was over an hour late. The service that was supposed to start at 6:00 didn't end until 9:30. Two and a half hours later when I crawled into bed, I crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a "Video No Longer Available" message, try again. I'm not sure if it's my computer, or something else, but I've been having trouble posting YouTube videos lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! Que Bueno es Papa Dios (How Good is Father God)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-9069577872098141950?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/9069577872098141950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=9069577872098141950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9069577872098141950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9069577872098141950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessed-evening-with-hector-y-mayra.html' title='A Blessed Evening with Hector y Mayra Lazado y Jossie Esteban'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1106286604989321213</id><published>2008-08-14T18:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:00:07.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Isaiah 55, 56 and 57 (Day 226)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foreigners who have joined the Lord should not say, ‘The Lord will not accept me.’&lt;/em&gt; (Isaiah 56:3 - NCV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus cleared the Temple of the money changers and lamb salesmen, he was thinking of this expanded passage. &lt;em&gt;It is written in the Scriptures, ‘My Temple will be called a house for prayer for people from all nations.’ But you are changing God’s house into a ‘hideout for robbers.’&lt;/em&gt; (Mark 11:17 - NCV) The Bazaar of Annas was set up in the Temple area set aside for foreigners. The Sadducees’ entrepreneurial scheming was putting a barrier between God and the people coming to worship him. It made Jesus angry that the poor and the alien would be exploited in the name of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah, more than anyone who came before him, made it clear that the blessing of Abraham was not reserved for the Hebrews, but that it was meant for people of all nations. Here, he lets the alien know that whether one is born a Jew or a Gentile has no bearing on being accepted by God; all are accepted the same. Foreigners are accepted the same as nationals. Outsiders are accepted the same as insiders. Damaged are accepted the same as whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be tempted to think there is some reason God would not accept us, but that is absolutely false. Likewise, we may be tempted to think people have to be just like us in order to be accepted by God, and that is just as false. As Bill Hybels says: &lt;em&gt;You’ve never locked eyes with anyone who doesn’t matter to the Father&lt;/em&gt;. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, help me accept others just as you accepted me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] as quoted by Mark Mittelberg, &lt;em&gt;Building a Contagious Church&lt;/em&gt;, 37.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1106286604989321213?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1106286604989321213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1106286604989321213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1106286604989321213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1106286604989321213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/365-isaiah-55-56-and-57-day-226.html' title='365: Isaiah 55, 56 and 57 (Day 226)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8253549695976295679</id><published>2008-08-14T17:05:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:57:21.794-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Janelle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKSjskCcCsI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kl9szQ4P-F4/s1600-h/janelle+from+clearview+directory.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234488652894833346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKSjskCcCsI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kl9szQ4P-F4/s200/janelle+from+clearview+directory.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My darling wife turned... another year older today. She is a blessing to my life, and I am absolutely crazy about her. When we talked about how she wanted to celebrate her birthday, she asked if we could go hiking in Cook Forest, so that's what we did. Janelle, Will and I took Cook's Trail, a short (only two miles) loop, which starts at river level and climbs steeply the first half-mile before leveling out. The last mile (almost) is downhill, but a much gentler slope than the climb up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Janelle and I both liked this spot. The moss was so thick it could have been a downy comforter on the forest floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234488114617437170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKSjNOzGy_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/qY3Q3qDTLsU/s320/mossy+carpet+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This final picture illustrates life from death. This felled tree was a sappling around the time of the American Revolution. It toppled many years ago, and was then cut to clear the path. Now other plants and animals live on nutrients it stored over the centuries, and life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234488123992335234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKSjNxuQY4I/AAAAAAAAAns/g3-_w8q61jg/s320/life+from+death.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was lucky we took a short trail, because it just poured not too long after our return home. No campfire tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm glad Janelle had a good birthday. As we like to say, only another 15 years and we'll be &lt;em&gt;approaching&lt;/em&gt; middle age. Kind of like this tree... (I'm not sure that came out right.)&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/7036171157391770335-8253549695976295679?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8253549695976295679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8253549695976295679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8253549695976295679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8253549695976295679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-janelle.html' title='Happy Birthday, Janelle!'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKSjskCcCsI/AAAAAAAAAn8/kl9szQ4P-F4/s72-c/janelle+from+clearview+directory.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7230606428031130128</id><published>2008-08-14T16:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:52:39.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Isaiah 16, 17 and 18 (Day 213)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart cries for Moab&lt;/em&gt; (Isaiah 16:11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Moab, a perennial thorn in Judah’s side, were getting their comeuppance. Their earlier pride seemed foolish in light of their present troubles. God’s response to their misfortune is somewhat surprising. Isaiah writes that God cries for them, and &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; them, too (vs. 9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Moab is receiving the consequences for their behaviors and choices, and yet God has compassion on them. How can God allow discipline into the people's lives and, at the same time, cry for what they are enduring? Does he also cry for us when we pay the price for our disobedience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moab was an enemy of God’s people, yet rather than rejoice over their downfall, God’s heart was filled with the kind of heartache reserved for loving parents of wayward children. There is a lesson for us in these words. We shouldn’t gloat when someone who has chosen to be our enemy tastes the bitterness of defeat. God cries for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul reminds us: &lt;em&gt;If someone does wrong to you, do not pay him back by doing wrong to him&lt;/em&gt; (Romans 12:17), and, &lt;em&gt;Do not let evil defeat you, but defeat evil by doing good&lt;/em&gt; (12:21). And did not Jesus say much the same thing? &lt;em&gt;They are blessed who show mercy to others, for God will show mercy to them&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 5:7) and, &lt;em&gt;Love your enemies. Pray for those who hurt you&lt;/em&gt; (5:44).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there any better test of love than to do good to those who do evil to us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7230606428031130128?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7230606428031130128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7230606428031130128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7230606428031130128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7230606428031130128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/365-isaiah-16-17-and-18-day-213.html' title='365: Isaiah 16, 17 and 18 (Day 213)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5339083542096124593</id><published>2008-08-13T11:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:20:50.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Organic Vegetables</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMJJOGGJKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Hs3pvLRXy3Q/s1600-h/funny-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234037245941785762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMJJOGGJKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Hs3pvLRXy3Q/s200/funny-cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Two men were talking one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wife asked me to buy organic vegetables from the Farmer's Market, &lt;/em&gt;said the first man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were you able to find any? &lt;/em&gt;asked the second man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, when I got to the market, I said to the farmer standing beside this truck, 'These vegetables are for my wife. Have they been sprayed with any poisonous chemicals?' and the guy answers, 'No, you'll have to do that yourself.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is dedicated to my lovely wife whose birthday is tomorrow, August 14th. After nearly 29 years of marriage I can honestly say I have never felt the need to spray her vegetables with poisonous chemicals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5339083542096124593?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5339083542096124593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5339083542096124593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5339083542096124593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5339083542096124593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/organic-vegetables.html' title='Organic Vegetables'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMJJOGGJKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Hs3pvLRXy3Q/s72-c/funny-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1238118835335532205</id><published>2008-08-13T10:53:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:46:33.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing in Christ'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Fruit and Invitations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMAv24_7vI/AAAAAAAAAnU/aEklNUUaLsQ/s1600-h/fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028014123085554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMAv24_7vI/AAAAAAAAAnU/aEklNUUaLsQ/s200/fruit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is written: "Be holy, because I am holy." &lt;/em&gt;(1 Peter 1:16 - NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This isn't really a &lt;em&gt;365 &lt;/em&gt;post, because we don't get to the 1 Peter passage until late December, just before Christmas. I wanted to touch on this because this is something that God has been teaching me over the last several months in a fresh way. Maybe it's always been clear as crystal to you, but if not, I think I can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jack Hayford writes in his wonderful book &lt;em&gt;Rebuilding the Real You, &lt;/em&gt;that since God is our father, we share his DNA. Because he is holy, we can consider it a promise that he is working into our lives his own holy character. We can find this DNA of God's character broken down in Galatians 5:22-23, which reads: &lt;em&gt;But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. &lt;/em&gt;I came to more fully understand the fruit of the Spirit as God's character, which he wants to grow in our lives, when I was preparing to teach in Michigan's &lt;em&gt;Institute of Servant Leadership &lt;/em&gt;on &lt;em&gt;The Person and Work of the Holy Spirit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was in reading Watchman Nee's &lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;and Rick Warren's &lt;em&gt;The Purpose Driven Life &lt;/em&gt;that I more fully came to realize God's methods of helping me grow in his character traits (the fruit of the Spirit). For instance, If God sees I have a need to grow in peace, he will allow circumstances entrance into my life where I am predisposed to anxiety. I have a choice to make: I can either worry, and continue on as I always have, or I can believe in God's promises and his love for me (in other words I can &lt;em&gt;choose peace&lt;/em&gt;). If I choose peace, I grow to be more like my heavenly Father in that character trait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In fact, watch and see in which areas you're challenged the most. If you have a high number of opportunities where your natural response is one of impatience, it's probably because God is inviting you to grow in patience. If you find yourself confronted with numerous people needing a hand or a word of encouragement, maybe God is inviting you to grow in the spiritual fruit of kindness. God knows we cannot grow in peace by never experiencing any challenges in life. We cannot grow in love by being surrounded with people who are easy to love. According to Warren, God helps us grow in spiritual fruit by confronting us with circumstances where we are tempted to respond in just the opposite way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God knows where we need to grow and loves us enough to give us the opportunity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is God growing you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1238118835335532205?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1238118835335532205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1238118835335532205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1238118835335532205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1238118835335532205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/spiritual-fruit-and-invitations.html' title='Spiritual Fruit and Invitations'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKMAv24_7vI/AAAAAAAAAnU/aEklNUUaLsQ/s72-c/fruit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3646702464550437760</id><published>2008-08-12T11:36:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:05:38.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>WPA Family Camp Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGyiJky9TI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KGGG6HkZz48/s1600-h/Poster%2520fcm2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233660541736777010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGyiJky9TI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KGGG6HkZz48/s320/Poster%2520fcm2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another Western Pennsylvania Family Camp Meeting goes into the history books. This was one of the best, with great attendance and great leadership, too. This year's speaker was David Shultz, Lead Pastor from Meadow Park Church of God in Columbus, OH. David features a warm speaking style, full of enticing stories and illustrations to reel the audience in and then bring the point home. Our theme was &lt;em&gt;Fly Like an Eagle, &lt;/em&gt;and Pastor Shultz really brought it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mick Gilliam was our worship leader. Mick and I were at Anderson College together in the late 70s, and he even graciously asked me to lead worship for him one Sunday back in his days at Mt. Scott Church of God in Portland, OR. That was back in our BC (Before Children) days when Janelle and I were traveling as music evangelists. Mick is a gifted musician and anointed worship leader. It was a blessing to sit under his leadership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Donnie Allen, one of our national leaders in Honduras, served as our youth speaker, and also spoke in the main services on Saturday night and Sunday morning after Pastor Shultz had to return home. My kids, Ben and Will, were highly impressed with Donnie's speaking ability. He related how eagles fly into the storm instead of running away from it. He very pointedly stated that American Christians don't have much of a testimony because, unlike eagles, we run from the storm, and storms are where testimonies are born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dear friend Sean Morgan led worship the first Sunday before Mick arrived. He also directed the camp meeting choir all week. What a gifted leader, and all around great guy! Nick Wilson led the orchestra, and did a wonderful job as always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my favorite parts of camp meeting this year was Janelle's conference &lt;em&gt;Making Wise Decisions, &lt;/em&gt;based on Andy Stanley's book &lt;em&gt;The Best Question Ever. &lt;/em&gt;Janelle is a gifted teacher, and I got to sit there all week thinking, &lt;em&gt;That's my wife!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over and over persons were heard to exclaim how hallowed a peace of ground this camp is. Whitehall Campground has been here since 1892. I have a picture of my grandmother (ca. 1900) here when she was 16. There's definitely a lot of history here. I understand why I think this is such a great place; I've been coming here since I was a kid (except of course for the almost 30 years we were away from Pennsylvania). I was surprised Janelle feels such a strong attachment here, but that's the kind of place (and the kind of people) this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7036171157391770335-3646702464550437760?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3646702464550437760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3646702464550437760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3646702464550437760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3646702464550437760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/wpa-family-camp-meeting.html' title='WPA Family Camp Meeting'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGyiJky9TI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KGGG6HkZz48/s72-c/Poster%2520fcm2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-562756824154575253</id><published>2008-08-12T10:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:09:02.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 5 (The Church and God’s Work)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGmM-ZxS9I/AAAAAAAAAms/IxfYH4EYCvY/s1600-h/christ+the+golden+hair+-+a+russian+icon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233646983820954578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGmM-ZxS9I/AAAAAAAAAms/IxfYH4EYCvY/s200/christ+the+golden+hair+-+a+russian+icon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry I had to miss last week's &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;post. If you're just joining us, this is a review of Watchman Nee's book by the same title. Some newer editions have the title as &lt;em&gt;Breaking of the Outer Man and the Release of the Spirit. &lt;/em&gt;You can follow the series backwards by going to week five &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-4-how-to-know-man.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Or, &lt;/em&gt;you can click on the &lt;em&gt;Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;link at the bottom of this post, which will assemble all my previous Watchman Nee posts in one place. I highy recommend getting a copy of Nee's book at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Breaking-Outer-Man-Release-Spirit/dp/157593955X/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1217261001&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;. I've read it twice in the last six months or so, and it will go on my &lt;em&gt;foundational books &lt;/em&gt;shelf. Those are the books I read and re-read every year or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watchman Nee begins chapter five by explaining that prior to the Incarnation God’s work was not limited in any way by the flesh. Yes, by taking on the form of a servant, Nee says God’s &lt;em&gt;work and power were [resticted] to this flesh,&lt;/em&gt; however, Christ’s humanity was not after all a limitation, because his outer person was fully subordinated to the Spirit of God working in his inner person. (49)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this day and age God works through his church. God’s desire is to have the same freedom in working through the church that he enjoyed in working through the Incarnate Christ. This explains why it is so important for the outer person to be broken, allowing the release of the spirit. (51)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nee examines these areas of Christian service in which the breaking of the outer person is vital: 1) Reading the Bible – In an unbroken state we will come to the Word to find support for our preconceived notions. It is in the release of the spirit that we connect with the heart of God, allowing the Word to read us as we read it. (52) 2) The Ministry of the Word – Nee defines the ministry of the Word as &lt;em&gt;serving people with the Word of God&lt;/em&gt;. In complete brokenness there is nothing stopping the inner person from communicating the Word of God to those listening. They hear not just a voice, but are communicated to spirit to spirit. (54) 3) Preaching the Gospel – People do not get saved because of being intellectually convinced or emotionally titillated. Yes, reason and emotion are both important, but they are insufficient to change lives. The Spirit must be communicated by the spirit of the preacher to the spirit of the hearer. (54) This can only take place when the outer person is broken and does not impede spirit to spirit communication. (55)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How have you experienced spirit to spirit communication facilitated by the breaking of the outer person and the release of the spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-562756824154575253?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/562756824154575253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=562756824154575253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/562756824154575253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/562756824154575253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/release-of-spirit-5-church-and-gods.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 5 (The Church and God’s Work)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SKGmM-ZxS9I/AAAAAAAAAms/IxfYH4EYCvY/s72-c/christ+the+golden+hair+-+a+russian+icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8627930121172796415</id><published>2008-08-05T14:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:05:44.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Western Pennsylvania Camp Meeting of the Church of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whitehall Camp Meeting is in full swing. Due to the increased population of the campground, and the limited accessibility to the Internet, I will likely be unable to post on my normal schedule this week. I'll get back to Watchman Nee's book &lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;as soon as I can. We'll have to see about Thursday's &lt;em&gt;365 &lt;/em&gt;post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just left Janelle's conference, based on the Andy Stanley book &lt;em&gt;The Best Question Ever, &lt;/em&gt;and I'm really enjoying it. That young Stanley fellow might just amount to something if he's not careful... and Janelle's doing a great job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is Will's 13th birthday. What a great kid! I'm not even on my own computer at the moment, or I'd post his picture. I'd love to share a picture from Janelle's conference, too. Maybe I can later in the week, or early next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray for Ben (16); he's worn out. He's been working as summer staff here at the campground, and this is the hardest week. The camp started out short staffed, and they've had three kids quit since the beginning of the summer. Yesterday, Ben had to do both the 6:00 a.m. and the 11:00 p.m. restroom cleanings. By the time he dragged himself into bed he was a tired young man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-8627930121172796415?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8627930121172796415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8627930121172796415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8627930121172796415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8627930121172796415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/western-pennsylvania-camp-meeting-of.html' title='Western Pennsylvania Camp Meeting of the Church of God'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3790305075776964850</id><published>2008-08-01T16:13:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:46.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>The Masked Evangel (or Why Do I Blog?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJNxXTJJTUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GWzCibU217s/s1600-h/guy+williams+as+zorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229648237396839746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJNxXTJJTUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GWzCibU217s/s200/guy+williams+as+zorro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is actually two blogs from many months ago edited into one introductory blog for a newer audience. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My favorite childhood hero was &lt;em&gt;Zorro&lt;/em&gt;. Several actors played the role, but the all time best was Guy Williams from the 1950s television series (later to be Professor John Robinson of &lt;em&gt;Lost in Space&lt;/em&gt; fame).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The show revolved around Don Diego de la Vega, the university educated son of a rich 1820s California landowner. Diego saw the plight of the poor and downtrodden, and set about to defend them from their oppressors.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For protection, he kept his identity a secret, hence the mask. By day he was a gentleman, but by night, he donned the mask and cape of an outlaw, brandishing his rapier to defend the weak, and leave lovely senoritas weak in the knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lester Cuneo played a similar role in the 1920s silent film &lt;em&gt;The Masked Avenger&lt;/em&gt;. As an old west rancher pushed to the limit by cattle thieves, Cuneo rode the starlit prairies wearing the mask of a criminal to punish rustlers left unchallenged by inept and crooked lawmen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zorro and the Masked Avenger were not the first in this genre of masked hero, and they aren't the last either. Batman is cut from the same cloth. All these heroes have one thing in common: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They were disguised as criminals and forced to fight their battles under the cover of darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What’s that have to do with blogging and the good news of Jesus Christ? Not a blessed thing. I just thought, as a play on words, The Masked Evangel was a pretty cool name for a blog. Which brings up the question, &lt;em&gt;Why do I blog?&lt;/em&gt; I’m glad you asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here’s my 4-part answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to improve the preaching experience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes I use my blog to share a preview of what's coming Sunday. Other times I might have a y&lt;em&gt;ou should have said moment&lt;/em&gt;. In the past there wasn't really anything I could do about those moments; now I can blog about them. I can comment about Sunday past or the Sunday to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to improve church communication&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This is a great forum where we can talk about what's happening in the church, what's already happened, or what needs to happen. Sometimes people ask me questions, and I wonder, &lt;em&gt;If one person is asking, could other people be wondering the same thing?&lt;/em&gt; I can address the issue in my blog, and even those who didn't voice the question can benefit from the discussion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I blog &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to improve our relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Many people only know their pastor for what they see on Sunday morning, nothing more. Hopefully I'm the same person through the week as I am on stage, but come on; I only have 30 or so minutes on Sunday. I don't have time to talk about everything that happened in the 167 hours since we were together last. My blog helps you know me better, with anything from a theological discussion, to pictures from a family vacation, and even to rants and raves about a movie or my favorite TV show. It helps me be more transparent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, I blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to improve myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I utilize blogging as a spiritual discipline—sort of an online journal. Blogging about a book I’m reading or a Scripture passage helps me understand it better. I know writing about it helps me; if it helps someone else, then so much the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Join the conversation! This isn’t meant to be one-way communication. Click on the Comments link, or send me an email. Now that you've been introduced to The Masked Evangel, I hope you'll subscribe to the RSS feed (it’s free—ask me if you don’t know how) and join me as we take off our masks and celebrate life together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3790305075776964850?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3790305075776964850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3790305075776964850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3790305075776964850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3790305075776964850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/08/masked-evangel-or-why-do-i-blog.html' title='The Masked Evangel (or Why Do I Blog?)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJNxXTJJTUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GWzCibU217s/s72-c/guy+williams+as+zorro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-2651505251531244310</id><published>2008-07-31T11:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:46.443-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Isaiah 10, 11 and 12 (Day 211)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJHhV2WCt3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/j_sySIVUKus/s1600-h/keanu+reeves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229208407835326322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJHhV2WCt3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/j_sySIVUKus/s200/keanu+reeves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new branch will grow from the stump of a tree&lt;/em&gt;. (Isaiah 11:1 - NCV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1995 movie &lt;em&gt;A Walk in the Clouds&lt;/em&gt;, Keanu Reeves stars as orphan turned WWII hero Paul Sutton, trying to reintegrate his life upon returning stateside. He meets and falls in love with a young woman of means, Victoria Aragón whose family owns a vineyard and winery in the Napa Valley. As an orphan, Reeves’s character is drawn to the strong family ties demonstrated by the Aragóns, but he is squarely rejected as not good enough for his daughter by Victoria’s domineering father. During an argument between the two, the older man throws a lantern, igniting the tinder dry grape vines, engulfing the vineyard in flames. The family’s financial future seemingly goes up in smoke along with Paul’s desire for belonging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Paul realizes the parent vine (the vine brought from Europe to Mexico and finally to California), though burned, was set off a short ways from the main vineyard. Taking a knife, he cuts into the root to discover that the heart of the vine has been untouched by the fire. Though it will take time and hard work, the family’s fortunes are restored, and Paul is welcomed into the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will recognize Isaiah 11:1 as prophesying the birth of Christ. The phrase &lt;em&gt;stump of Jesse&lt;/em&gt; (NIV, NRSV KJV) indicates the Christ will come from the line of King David, but David’s line has been all but destroyed, like the parent vine from the Aragón vineyard. However, no matter how dead things may look, there is life under the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times, in crying for God’s deliverance, have we despaired as the axe fells our tree of hope? Isaiah’s lesson to us today is that even when it seems too late, that we’ve been abandoned, that the tree is dead, God may just be up to something. Even if it seems the time for deliverance has passed you by, hold on in hope. As sure as God lives, there is new growth waiting to sprout from the root of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am about to do a brand new thing. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness for my people to come home. I will create rivers for them in the desert! &lt;/em&gt;(Isaiah 43:19 - NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-2651505251531244310?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/2651505251531244310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=2651505251531244310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2651505251531244310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2651505251531244310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/365-isaiah-10-11-and-12-day-211.html' title='365: Isaiah 10, 11 and 12 (Day 211)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJHhV2WCt3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/j_sySIVUKus/s72-c/keanu+reeves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8894220310421034745</id><published>2008-07-30T11:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:46.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Mid-Week Snicker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJCOC5VBGRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hrhqKmM_gHo/s1600-h/delighted+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228835347777001746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJCOC5VBGRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hrhqKmM_gHo/s200/delighted+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A turtle is mugged by two snails. When asked by the police to describe his assailants, he replies: &lt;em&gt;I don't know; it all happened so fast.&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-8894220310421034745?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8894220310421034745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8894220310421034745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8894220310421034745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8894220310421034745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/midweek-snicker.html' title='Mid-Week Snicker'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SJCOC5VBGRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hrhqKmM_gHo/s72-c/delighted+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6891998495215075423</id><published>2008-07-29T12:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:46.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 4 (How to Know Man)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI9M5G982MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/B_ZIY-boXtA/s1600-h/broken+vase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228482236407142594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI9M5G982MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/B_ZIY-boXtA/s200/broken+vase.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can follow this series backwards by going to Chapter Three &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-3-recognizing-thing.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watchman Nee devotes Chapter Four to the subject of spiritual discernment (seeing a person’s real need). (38) He warns against the tendency to prescribe treatment without first adequately diagnosing the problem. (39)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee explains that, lacking diagnostic instruments, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are used by God as a sort of spiritual thermometer. Whereas a physician may be able to cure a patient from a disease he also shares, such is not the case for the spiritual healer. We must experience the cure before treating the disease. (41)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He underscores the importance for us to be broken in order to allow God’s Spirit inside us to connect with the person to whom we are ministering. If we remain unbroken, there is no way for us to effectively engage another individual or diagnose his spiritual problem. (42) Utilizing God’s Spirit, we then can discern the person’s prominent feature. Does he exhibit a hardened spirit, a prideful spirit, a sorrowful spirit or an unforgiving spirit? When an individual’s outer person is unbroken, it dominates the inner person. In such a person, the outer person (soul) must be dealt with in order to impact the inner person (spirit). (43)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee warns that one should not mistake this instruction about touching the spirit of another as implying that any person can &lt;em&gt;discern another’s spiritual condition in totality&lt;/em&gt;. (44) He then goes on to say something which I find a little confusing at this stage of my understanding of Nee’s thesis. He writes: &lt;em&gt;Our spirit is released according to the degree of our brokenness&lt;/em&gt;. (44) He speaks of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;degrees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of brokenness in that some are more broken than others. When I think of a glass vase, it is either broken or it is not. I have been trying to discern if Nee’s brokenness language describes the crisis experience of &lt;em&gt;entire sanctification&lt;/em&gt;. Using that language (while completely understanding that the process of growing in practical holiness is ongoing both prior to and following that crisis experience) one is either entirely sanctified or one is not; one has either offered oneself as a living sacrifice or one has not; and one is either broken or one is not. This may involve limitations imposed by carrying an analogy too far, or perhaps this will become clearer in future chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One possible explanation is that brokenness comes in stages, or should we say affects the whole by progressing from one area to another. For instance, the area of pride: Is it possible that a person could be broken with regard to pride, but not broken with regard to some other character trait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, after four chapters, how do you understand Nee’s brokenness language? Is this another way of speaking of sanctification? Or is this, in the words of Monty Python, something completely different?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7036171157391770335-6891998495215075423?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6891998495215075423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6891998495215075423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6891998495215075423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6891998495215075423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-4-how-to-know-man.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 4 (How to Know Man)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI9M5G982MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/B_ZIY-boXtA/s72-c/broken+vase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1113007508581648882</id><published>2008-07-28T11:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:46.974-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shout'/><title type='text'>Blog Shout - Steven Furtick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI3puMtMUDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/EpoPrL4JGLc/s1600-h/steven+furtick.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228091722341044274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI3puMtMUDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/EpoPrL4JGLc/s200/steven+furtick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't share a blog shout last Friday because I was pumped about seeing &lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;. So, on &lt;em&gt;Anything Goes Monday &lt;/em&gt;I want to take a breath and point you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stevenfurtick.com/uncategorized/valleys"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Steven Furtick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's Steven's basic message, but I've included the link to allow you to see the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Steven writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bad news about valleys is that you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;go through them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The good news about valleys is that you will go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1113007508581648882?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1113007508581648882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1113007508581648882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1113007508581648882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1113007508581648882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-shout-steven-furtick.html' title='Blog Shout - Steven Furtick'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SI3puMtMUDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/EpoPrL4JGLc/s72-c/steven+furtick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7750124994741938539</id><published>2008-07-25T10:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:47.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SInelmWJBmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4HO6INdGXGw/s1600-h/dark+knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226953580070110818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SInelmWJBmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4HO6INdGXGw/s320/dark+knight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took my youngest son Will (turning 13 on August 5th) to see &lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight. &lt;/em&gt;Don't worry; I'm not going to spoil the film for you. First off, it was a great movie, and we had a great time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But... &lt;/em&gt;we saw the movie in a little podunk theatre, and let's just say the quality of the presentation was... flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, after sitting through an eternity of PowerPoint ads, just as the previews were coming up, the lamp in the projector blew. After the movie was already about 10 minutes late, the manager came in and informed us we would have to move to another theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a herd of people ambled across the mall to settle into a new theatre, she came back in to say it was a lengthy process to unload the old projector and then load the new one, and that it would be another 15 minutes at least before the movie would start. She offered us all free popcorn if we were staying, but also told us we could have our money back if we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a couple people left, but not many. Finally after the rush job of unloading/loading, the previews started and then the movie, 40 minutes late. Maybe due to the rush, I'm not sure, the movie wasn't &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;in focus. It was mainly noticeable with titles on the screen (especially at the end with the credits), but the picture just wasn't as sharp as it should have been. And the sound wasn't right. That was the worst part. It sounded like the characters were speaking from another room, or maybe had their heads in barrels. As long as dialog was full volume, I could understand it, but if individuals were talking in hushed tones, or if there was music playing, fogeddaboudit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still (and this is the part I find captivating), of those of us who stayed (probably about 98% of the audience), not a single person complained. The movie was &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, Heath Ledger's performance as the Joker made my skin crawl. He was most definitely the star of this movie. With many others I'm predicting a posthumous Oscar. And believe me, when I speak, Hollyood listens. Wink, wink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7750124994741938539?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7750124994741938539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7750124994741938539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7750124994741938539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7750124994741938539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='The Dark Knight'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SInelmWJBmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4HO6INdGXGw/s72-c/dark+knight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-9123913074844310814</id><published>2008-07-24T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:47.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Proverbs 28, 29, 30 and 31 (Day 201)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIi_GTS5dtI/AAAAAAAAAls/j_gwkgCczjI/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226637482543118034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIi_GTS5dtI/AAAAAAAAAls/j_gwkgCczjI/s200/homeless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves&lt;/em&gt;. (Proverbs 31:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy to stand by and do nothing? Is it apathy? …cowardice? …assuming that someone else will do something? The primary example of this is &lt;em&gt;Kitty Genovese&lt;/em&gt;, the 28-year old New York woman who was stabbed to death right outside her apartment building in 1964. Her extended attack lasted over 30 minutes, but neighbors (by popular report up to 38 of them knew something bad was going on) huddled indoors and did nothing. Ten years later, a woman was beaten to death in an adjacent building while again, the neighbors heard her screams, but did nothing to help. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are extreme cases, and it’s easy to read about them and assure ourselves we would behave differently. Yet Jesus’ story of the &lt;em&gt;Good Samaritan&lt;/em&gt; informs us that this is not just a 20th/21st century phenomenon. It’s part of who we are as human beings. In every city, there are those who are poor, oppressed and in need, who have no voice to speak up for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will speak up for the poor? Who will speak up for the oppressed? Who will speak up for the fearful? Who will speak up for the abused? Who will speak up for the indebted? Who will speak up for the hungry? Who will speak up for the addicted? Who will speak up for the enslaved? Who will speak up for the children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only thing needed for evil to prosper is for good men to do nothing&lt;/em&gt;. – Edmund Burke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For whom should you be speaking up? If you ask the Holy Spirit about this, someone WILL come to your mind. Try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[1] Rorschach of the 1985 graphic novel &lt;em&gt;Watchmen &lt;/em&gt;(to be released as a motion picture in March of 2009) is a regular guy, motivated to don a costume (another &lt;em&gt;Masked Avenger&lt;/em&gt; candidate?) and fight crime, by Ms. Genoveses's murder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:&lt;/strong&gt; Does anyone besides me wonder when &lt;em&gt;comic books &lt;/em&gt;became &lt;em&gt;graphic novels?&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-9123913074844310814?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/9123913074844310814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=9123913074844310814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9123913074844310814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/9123913074844310814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/365-proverbs-28-29-30-and-31-day-201.html' title='365: Proverbs 28, 29, 30 and 31 (Day 201)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIi_GTS5dtI/AAAAAAAAAls/j_gwkgCczjI/s72-c/homeless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3185518915024228252</id><published>2008-07-23T13:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:49.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>From Everlasting to Everlasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before the mountains were born or you brought forth the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. &lt;/em&gt;(Psalm 90:2 NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Janelle and I have fallen in love with Cook Forest all over again. I've posted some pictures here and there, but wanted to share even more. The fern &lt;em&gt;explosion &lt;/em&gt;was taken by Janelle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdrjQv-wKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0BbOkxfrGeo/s1600-h/fern+explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226264146122555554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdrjQv-wKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0BbOkxfrGeo/s320/fern+explosion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The following two pictures were also taken by Janelle. The first reminds me of God. Some of these trees were sapplings when William Penn claimed this ground. They were already old by the time of the Revolution, and even older by the Civil War. Walking these trails feels like stepping back in time to primordial forests, untouched by humanity. Seriously, a dinosaur would seem to fit better than we do. And yet the three hundred years some of these White Pines have been around (or 400 for some of the Hemlocks), are just a blink of the eye to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdq7Im9FdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HyVbAFedkGE/s1600-h/ancient+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263456742446546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdq7Im9FdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/HyVbAFedkGE/s320/ancient+forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdq7BUvl-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/TkGOgJ_ixO8/s1600-h/red+stump.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226263454787016674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdq7BUvl-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/TkGOgJ_ixO8/s320/red+stump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This stairway is obviously a more recent addition, but even it seems old. One of the marks of western Pennsylvania forests are the abundance of sandstone. Once in a while we are lucky enough to see an old farmhouse made completely of sandstone blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpl49OCEI/AAAAAAAAAks/-Pw3gEc1E4E/s1600-h/Copy+of+070808_15371.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226261992251983938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpl49OCEI/AAAAAAAAAks/-Pw3gEc1E4E/s320/Copy+of+070808_15371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmK_-qHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/UA4OIhHZ6jg/s1600-h/big+rock+-+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226261997095397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmK_-qHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/UA4OIhHZ6jg/s320/big+rock+-+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmaMPm1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/9NYzU9CrFTo/s1600-h/tall+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226262001173371730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmaMPm1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/9NYzU9CrFTo/s320/tall+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Besides hemlocks and white pines, Cook Forest is also known for its old growth hardwoods. It has some of the only virgin stands of deciduous trees left in the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmVxaJaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/disO2OkG7bc/s1600-h/huge+hardwood+tree+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226261999987074466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmVxaJaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/disO2OkG7bc/s320/huge+hardwood+tree+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is the area I call Rocky Top, near an old fire tower. These rocks just invite me to forget I'm not a kid anymore, and go play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmrLGkSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/D88hK-o5GQU/s1600-h/rocky+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226262005731987746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdpmrLGkSI/AAAAAAAAAlM/D88hK-o5GQU/s320/rocky+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been our getaway place from our beautiful home in rural western Pennsylvania, the place where I grew up. Thank you, God, for allowing me to reconnect with these ancient paths and forests and rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord's love is with those who fear him, and his rightousness with their children's children. &lt;/em&gt;(Psalm 103:17)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3185518915024228252?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3185518915024228252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3185518915024228252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3185518915024228252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3185518915024228252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-everlasting-to-everlasting.html' title='From Everlasting to Everlasting'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIdrjQv-wKI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0BbOkxfrGeo/s72-c/fern+explosion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1537924495575997497</id><published>2008-07-22T10:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:49.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 3 (Recognizing the Thing in Hand)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIX3X1fVzJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KCY_sIOrNmE/s1600-h/browns+run+trail+-+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225854931500911762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIX3X1fVzJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KCY_sIOrNmE/s200/browns+run+trail+-+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Follow the hyperlink to &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-2-before-and-after.html"&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nee begins Chapter Three by defining a concept he calls &lt;em&gt;the thing in hand&lt;/em&gt; as anything &lt;em&gt;which hinders us in our walk with God&lt;/em&gt;. (30) He writes that with the outward person unbroken, we will find ourselves consumed with so many things—most of them probably good things—that our hands will not be free to do that to which God is calling us. (30) It seems clear to me that now, more than at any other time in history, our enemy craftily fills our hands with the urgent responsibilities of busyness, to keep us from engaging the eternal work of the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further hindrance is caused when our spiritual hands are full because our inner person can only engage others by means of our outer person. When the outer person is entangled with extraneous things, the inner person is not free to connect. (33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee contrasts the unsaved individual in whom the inner person is totally dominated by the outer person, with the Christian in whom God is working to reverse that situation. (34) It is only in breaking the outer person that an individual becomes fit for kingdom work. As long as we remain unbroken, God will continue utilizing life’s trials and heartaches to break us. (35) As long as we fail to recognize the hand of God working to break our outer person for our good and the good of the church, we will blame other for those very things God would use to make us fully functional in the kingdom. (36)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee writes, &lt;em&gt;All that comes to us is ordered by God&lt;/em&gt;. (36) It may just be a matter of semantics, but I would word this a little differently. I do not believe that everything foisted upon us in life is God’s will, however, I would agree that once a bad thing happens to us, God’s desire is to use it for our good (Romans 8:28).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is an immutable law of God’s working in us:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;His specific purpose is breaking us and releasing our spirit for free exercise&lt;/em&gt;. Nee says that no amount of pleading in prayer will change this fact. It’s the way it is, and the sooner we come to grips with it and cooperate with the process, the happier we will be. (36)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you see in your own hands or in the hands of others that is infringing upon kingdom priorities?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1537924495575997497?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1537924495575997497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1537924495575997497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1537924495575997497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1537924495575997497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-3-recognizing-thing.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 3 (Recognizing the Thing in Hand)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SIX3X1fVzJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KCY_sIOrNmE/s72-c/browns+run+trail+-+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8280085897764838582</id><published>2008-07-21T13:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:49.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SITL7HkRmjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aDh9NZDKSHg/s1600-h/reading+stack+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225525684160535090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SITL7HkRmjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aDh9NZDKSHg/s320/reading+stack+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what I've been reading this summer (and back into the spring as well). I've read a couple novels, but I really don't read much fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me recommend a few titles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bait of Satan &lt;/em&gt;by John Bevere - This is an excellent teaching on how to &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;live in offense. We cannot do anything about the things people say and do to us, but we &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;choose how to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Journey of Desire &lt;/em&gt;by John Eldredge - Actually, anything by Eldredge is good. They're the kind of books that leave me feeling like &lt;em&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's So Great About Christianity? &lt;/em&gt;by Dinesh D'Souza - D'Souza delivers a great apologetic for the Christian faith, especially in contrast to the arguments of modern atheism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Purpose Driven Life &lt;/em&gt;by Rick Warren - This may be a virtually unknown book by a virtually unknown author, but it's a wonderful 40-day primer in a life devoted to God's purposes. Okay, I jest. Actually I think I was the last person in America to read it, but it came out while I was in school, and I didn't have much time for reading anything but textbooks for about five years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They Smell Like Sheep &lt;/em&gt;by Lynn Anderson - Anderson teaches how the CEO model for church leadership falls short to the time-tested analogy of the pastor (and elders, too) as shepherd. He explains this model is birthed in relationship, living with the sheep to the point where we come away smelling like them. We all know the biblical account that says the shepherd lays down his life for the sheep, and the sheep recognize and follow the voice of the shepherd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reflecting God &lt;/em&gt;by Wes Tracy et al - Tracy's work is a wonderful treatment of the Wesleyan understanding of holiness and sanctification. It is readable and inspiring, and carries the same cover art as the &lt;em&gt;Reflecting God Study Bible &lt;/em&gt;geared to Wesleyans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Building a Contagious Church &lt;/em&gt;by Mark Mittelberg - Mittelberg is Minister of Evangelism at Willow Creek with Bill Hybels, and does a wonderful job of teaching how every church can become an evangelistically contagious congregation. This is a wonderful companion volume to the earlier &lt;em&gt;Becoming a Contagious Christian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit &lt;/em&gt;by Watchman Nee - I've actually read this twice this year, and this volume will become one of my foundational texts, that I will read and re-read over the years. The greatest lesson I've learned from this book is to let God work and not fight it. If we cooperate with God's efforts to break the outer person (the soul), the inner person (the spirit) will be free to engage fully with God.&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/7036171157391770335-8280085897764838582?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8280085897764838582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8280085897764838582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8280085897764838582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8280085897764838582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-reading.html' title='Summer Reading'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SITL7HkRmjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aDh9NZDKSHg/s72-c/reading+stack+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-7108707557146380219</id><published>2008-07-18T10:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:49.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365 – Proverbs 16, 17 and 18 (Day 197)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SICrgjX8qiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Khw9IIFD68c/s1600-h/tom%27s+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224364143489624610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SICrgjX8qiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Khw9IIFD68c/s200/tom%27s+run.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proverbs 18:17 (NCV) reads: &lt;em&gt;The person who tells one side of a story seems right, until someone else comes and asks questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the headlines on CNN and then turned the channel to FOX? It’s amazing how a news report can sound so reasonable, and yet be given a completely different slant by someone else. And if you’re surfing in the other direction, the illustration works just as well going from FOX to CNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true of any testimony. The writer of Proverbs states that the first one to tell the story has the advantage. Even though someone else coming along with a different version of the story may be credible, it’s difficult to overcome that first imprinted idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, cross examination is a wonderful thing. If the prosecution offered a witness in a court case, and the defense was not allowed to cross examine, the defendant’s goose would be cooked. On the other hand, if the defense was able to tell its story, and the prosecution was not allowed to produce any witnesses, no crime would ever even go to trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are basically three levels of belief: &lt;em&gt;dogma, doctrine &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;opinion&lt;/em&gt;. As Christians we would say that someone who doesn’t agree with our dogma cannot be a Christian. Someone who does not agree with our doctrine might fit better in another denomination. Someone with another opinion just isn’t as insightful as me. Unfortunately, one person’s opinion may be another person’s dogma, or may threaten another person’s dogma. The more dogmas a person holds, the more difficult it is to engage them in dialog. Everything becomes a tirade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dogma&lt;/em&gt; comes from one side, holding the reins of power, imprinting on one side of the story and never looking back. The problem is, once something is reduced to the level of dogma, discussion is unnecessary, or even threatening. Anyone with a dissenting opinion is labeled a heretic. Whatever happened to: &lt;em&gt;In essentials UNITY; in non-essentials LIBERTY; in all things CHARITY?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thank God my professors in college and seminary taught me to look at both sides of a question. We had to be able to state the argument from the conservative (or traditional) side as well as the liberal (or critical) side, and then clearly state our own opinion giving evidence to back it up. Among other things, this taught me that someone might have really good reasons for his opinion, even if I don't personally agree, &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;just because someone sees something differently from me doesn't mean he's a monster on the fast track to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does anyone have a story about being blown up by a dogma bomb? On the other hand, are there things you’re defending as dogmas that really aren’t?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-7108707557146380219?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/7108707557146380219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=7108707557146380219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7108707557146380219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/7108707557146380219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/365-proverbs-16-17-and-18-day-197.html' title='365 – Proverbs 16, 17 and 18 (Day 197)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SICrgjX8qiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Khw9IIFD68c/s72-c/tom%27s+run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-940742183670793192</id><published>2008-07-16T13:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:50.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Chuck Made Me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a little something from my friend Chuck Shyblosky. I'm actually trying to find out if he still goes by &lt;em&gt;Chuck, &lt;/em&gt;or if he now prefers &lt;em&gt;Charles. &lt;/em&gt;Chuck/Charles was a young man in a suburban Nashville church I served as Worship Pastor in the early 90s. It was quite apparent then that he had a lot on the ball &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;that he was serious about his faith. Is that awesome, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Check out this bit of hi-tech information/education from his blog: &lt;a href="http://charlesshyblosky.wordpress.com/"&gt;Media Ministry Matters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223673213360807282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SH43HIEYHXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_lSD5fflZ6s/s400/i-phone+specs.jpg" border="0" /&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/7036171157391770335-940742183670793192?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/940742183670793192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=940742183670793192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/940742183670793192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/940742183670793192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/chuck-made-me-laugh.html' title='Chuck Made Me Laugh'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SH43HIEYHXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_lSD5fflZ6s/s72-c/i-phone+specs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-2316358551410574416</id><published>2008-07-16T12:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:50.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 2 (Before and After Brokenness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SH4k3_sEBHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/nKjD_9XDGBI/s1600-h/Copy+of+070808_15371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223653162204005490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SH4k3_sEBHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/nKjD_9XDGBI/s200/Copy+of+070808_15371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-1-importance-of.html"&gt;Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;, Watchman Nee introduced the idea that the outer person (soul) must be broken to allow the inner person (spirit) to fully engage Christ. In Chapter Two he informs us, &lt;em&gt;The breaking of the outward [person] is the basic experience of &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;who serve God.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;This must be accomplished before He can use us in an effectual way.&lt;/em&gt; (19) While temporary successes may be achieved through the flesh (synonymous with the soul—as opposed to the spirit—in Nee’s context), sooner or later one must confess that only the Spirit can evoke real life change in us or those around us. (20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may reach out to God through our thoughts or emotions, but when we stop concentrating, or when emotion subsides, God’s presence is lost. God is spirit, and only spirit communes with spirit. The remedy is the breaking of the outward person. Nee cites the life of Brother Lawrence, a 17th century Carmelite Monastery kitchen worker who, because his outer person was broken, communed with God as well in the clatter of the kitchen as in his prayer closet. (25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the soul unbroken, we may feel it necessary to get away from other people and the distractions of daily living to commune with God. The problem is not the people or the distractions, but unbrokenness. (25f.) Rather than having to reconnect with God after every digression, we too can experience God’s presence both in running an errand and in private devotion, (26) changing a flat tire or singing a song of praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee utilizes the designators &lt;em&gt;single &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;dual&lt;/em&gt; person. If the outer person is unbroken, the spirit and soul are entangled (single) so that both must be aimed either at daily tasks or communion with God. Once the two are separated (dual) by the breaking of the outer person, the soul can be engaged in work while the spirit is fully engaged in Christ. (28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in the last paragraph of the chapter does Nee make it clear he is speaking about a two-fold work of God: &lt;em&gt;the breaking of the outward [person] and the dividing of spirit and soul.&lt;/em&gt; (29) For the second he sites Hebrews 4:12 – &lt;em&gt;For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit…&lt;/em&gt; This thought on dividing the outer person from the inner person is developed further in Chapter Seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you share examples of your breakthrough from limited success through the flesh to effecting real life change through the Spirit? Have you experienced the untangling of spirit and soul allowing for unbroken communion with God? Share with us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7036171157391770335-2316358551410574416?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/2316358551410574416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=2316358551410574416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2316358551410574416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2316358551410574416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-2-before-and-after.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 2 (Before and After Brokenness)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SH4k3_sEBHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/nKjD_9XDGBI/s72-c/Copy+of+070808_15371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3442075998189687681</id><published>2008-07-14T12:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:50.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>I Wish I’d Said That • 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had accumulated more quotes than I realized, so even though it’s only been two weeks, here’s another &lt;em&gt;I Wish I’d Said That&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Often we judge ourselves by our intentions and everyone else by their actions. - John Bevere in &lt;em&gt;The Bait of Satan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can do anything, but we can't do everything. - John Maxwell in &lt;em&gt;The Success Journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've never locked eyes with anyone who doesn't matter to the Father. - Bill Hybels as quoted by Mark Mittelberg in &lt;em&gt;Building a Contagious Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHuD8fNOkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/is05xSy85QI/s1600-h/butch+cassidy+and+the+sundance+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222913268058591922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHuD8fNOkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/is05xSy85QI/s200/butch+cassidy+and+the+sundance+kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got vision and the rest of the world wears bi-focals. - Paul Newman as Butch Cassidy in &lt;em&gt;Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is important to tell at least from time to time the secret of who we truly and fully are - even if we tell it only to ourselves - because otherwise we run the risk of losing track of who we truly and fully are and little by little come to accept instead the highly edited version which we put forth in hope that the world will find it more acceptable than the real thing. - Frederick Buechner in &lt;em&gt;Telling Secrets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failure is the opportunity to begin again more intelligently. - Henry Ford as quoted by John Maxwell in &lt;em&gt;The Success Journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We do not honor our founders by blindly perpetuating in a changing world what they once did . . . we honor them by doing for our time and culture what they did for theirs. - George Hunter in &lt;em&gt;Church for the Unchurched &lt;/em&gt;as quoted by Mark Mittelberg in &lt;em&gt;Building a Contagious Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other. - John Adams as quoted by Dinesh D'Souza in &lt;em&gt;What's So Great About Christianity?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3442075998189687681?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3442075998189687681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3442075998189687681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3442075998189687681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3442075998189687681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-id-said-that-4.html' title='I Wish I’d Said That • 4'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHuD8fNOkrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/is05xSy85QI/s72-c/butch+cassidy+and+the+sundance+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8337412533431027563</id><published>2008-07-10T11:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:50.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Psalms 124, 125, 126 and 127 (Day 186)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHYyggaYkwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xRZxvCdZlQg/s1600-h/iceberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221416352020468482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHYyggaYkwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xRZxvCdZlQg/s200/iceberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if the Lord had not been on our side? &lt;/em&gt;(Psalm 124:1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a powerful thought! How many times have I asked God (at least in my subconscious), &lt;em&gt;Where were you when I needed you? &lt;/em&gt;It's easy to assume that if things don't go the way &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; want, then God must have abandoned us, or at least taken the afternoon off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The truth is we only see what happened, not what could have happened. There's no telling how often when things &lt;em&gt;seemed &lt;/em&gt;bad, that we were only seeing the tip of the iceberg as far as how bad things could have been. What would we have suffered if God had not been on our side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And to take it a step further, we don't even see everything that &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;happen – we just see what we can see with our physical eyes. We have no idea what transpired behind the scenes in the spiritual realm on our behalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next time you wonder why God didn't show up, ask &lt;em&gt;What if the Lord had not been on my side?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-8337412533431027563?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8337412533431027563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8337412533431027563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8337412533431027563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8337412533431027563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/365-psalms-124-125-126-and-127-day-186.html' title='365: Psalms 124, 125, 126 and 127 (Day 186)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHYyggaYkwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xRZxvCdZlQg/s72-c/iceberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3905805709133177025</id><published>2008-07-10T10:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:53:19.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did He Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/T4_MsrsKzMM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/T4_MsrsKzMM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this earlier this week on &lt;a href='http://benwitherington.blogspot.com'&gt;Ben Witherington's&lt;/a&gt; blog. It cracked me up. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3905805709133177025?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3905805709133177025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3905805709133177025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3905805709133177025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3905805709133177025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-did-he-say.html' title='What Did He Say?'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-3951596675394404328</id><published>2008-07-08T09:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:50.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • 1 (The Importance of Brokenness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHN0KmgfP7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/VuSp5Bea5pc/s1600-h/the+release+of+the+spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220644118536863666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHN0KmgfP7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/VuSp5Bea5pc/s200/the+release+of+the+spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Apparently the title has been changed in this update. The new title is more descriptive of the book's themes, so I applaud the change.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-introduction.html"&gt;Last week&lt;/a&gt; we introduced the person of Watchman Nee (born Nee Shu-Tsu), who planted over 700 churches in rural China before being imprisoned for his faith, by the new Chinese Communist government in 1952. For twenty years, Nee remained in prison until his death at age 69.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter one introduces the idea that the outer person (soul) must be broken to allow the inner person (spirit) to fully engage Christ. Nee reminds us of the ongoing struggle between the inner person and the outer person, between the spirit and the flesh. This conflict can only be answered by one thing: the soul’s brokenness. (9f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee is writing to believers. His question is not whether there is life within, but how to release that life. He uses the illustration of the kernel of wheat that falls to the ground. Through natural processes of temperature and humidity, the shell cracks allowing new life to emerge. That life could never escape with the shell unbroken. (11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In writing about the alabaster jar of perfume, Nee notes that we are mistaken to treasure the jar above the contents. &lt;em&gt;We are not antique collectors; we are not vase admirers; we are those who desire to smell only the fragrance of the ointment&lt;/em&gt;. (12) The container must be broken for the fragrance to emerge. In valuing the jar above the perfume, we too easily miss God’s purpose in the hurts and traumas of life. &lt;em&gt;He is aiming at a single objective: the destroying or breaking of the outward [person].&lt;/em&gt; (13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This breaking process takes time, usually years. We cannot hurry the process, but we can drag it out unnecessarily by fighting against, rather than cooperating with, what God is doing. (14) Two reasons we might resist being broken: 1) we may not recognize the breaking process as a necessary work of God in our lives; (15) and/or 2) self-love – our natural inclination toward self preservation. (16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Jacob, who struggled with God his entire life, and only as an old man revealed the character of God, we are encouraged to allow God to break us completely, that God himself may shine forth from our inner person. (17f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does Watchman Nee’s writing set with you so far? Have you experienced this breaking process? And, if you have, can you give examples of how, in ignorance, we often fight against what God is doing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-3951596675394404328?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/3951596675394404328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=3951596675394404328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3951596675394404328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/3951596675394404328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-1-importance-of.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • 1 (The Importance of Brokenness)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHN0KmgfP7I/AAAAAAAAAjU/VuSp5Bea5pc/s72-c/the+release+of+the+spirit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4612372216238862582</id><published>2008-07-07T16:09:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:51.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend report'/><title type='text'>Weekend Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday (the 4th of July for those of you who weren't paying attention), we spent the day at home, cooked some cheddarwursts and dogs on the grill, Janelle did our hamburgers inside (is she trying to tell me something?) and cooked bunches of other good stuff to go with our MEAT. Ben was off for the day (Can you believe that Whitehall Camp &amp;amp; Conference Center actually had youth camp come in for registration that day? Here's the kicker. The camp management worked so the summer staff kids could have the holiday with their families! Way to model servanthood. I know Ben appreciated the gift.) That evening we had some friends drop by, hung out on the front porch, and it was a blessed day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHJ7ILpFwOI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IhItwX8Ng6M/s1600-h/adelines+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220370298570129634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHJ7ILpFwOI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IhItwX8Ng6M/s200/adelines+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, we headed for Kennywood in Pittsburgh. Janelle's Sweet Adeline's chorus was singing, so she got a total of five free admissions. Ben took the day off, and one of his friends joined Janelle, Ben, Will and me for a fun-filled thrill ride of a day. Okay, in the interest of being completely truthful, the only thing I rode was a picnic bench, but it was one of the most exciting and perilous picnic benches ever! I also dodged some harmful UV rays! Only about 50 of the 70 girls in the chorus (Sounds of Pittsburgh - current #1 chorus in the region!) showed up, but they were awesome as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHKA9cKVZ1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZtL0jJuvMFs/s1600-h/hagar+the+horrible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220376711095740242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHKA9cKVZ1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZtL0jJuvMFs/s200/hagar+the+horrible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, Janelle and I got on the road at 7 a.m. and drove to Portage, PA to fill in for my pastor friend Don Jeffers, who was traveling to Indiana to retrieve his wife. She was caring for her daughter and daughter's family while one of the kids underwent open heart surgery. Anyway, I was glad I could help so he could be away. I shared what I think is a very creative narrative teaching about Hagar (Abram and Sarai's servant, not the Viking). The folks were very gracious and we were very well received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a packed weekend, but completely fulfilling. Wow, did I sleep good last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4612372216238862582?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4612372216238862582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4612372216238862582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4612372216238862582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4612372216238862582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-report.html' title='Weekend Report'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SHJ7ILpFwOI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IhItwX8Ng6M/s72-c/adelines+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1891848683183643006</id><published>2008-07-03T13:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:51.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shout'/><title type='text'>Friday Blog Shout: Perry Noble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to go ahead and post my Friday Blog Shout so I can reserve tomorrow (the 4th of July) to be with my family. As I've said recently, I cannot navigate to &lt;a href="http://www.perrynoble.com/"&gt;PerryNoble.com&lt;/a&gt;. I get the RSS feed every day, but cannot go to the actual blog. Is anyone else having similar troubles? I don't know if the problem is my computer or his website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, here's his post from a few days ago verbatim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SG0UmADxtCI/AAAAAAAAAis/LBJ982VH6pQ/s1600-h/perry+noble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218850186275697698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SG0UmADxtCI/AAAAAAAAAis/LBJ982VH6pQ/s200/perry+noble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Several weeks ago I shared the following story at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newspring.cc/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NewSpring Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…but I just can’t seem to get it out of my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month I was in Oklahoma to record my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneprayer.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; message at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifechurch.tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LifeChurch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…and on the way back to the airport the crew I was with decided to stop at Mi Mi’s cafe for some grub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While walking towards the front door I noticed an elderly gentlemen walking across the other end of the parking lot…and it was literally a struggle for him to take a step. He wasn’t “normal” I guess you could say. And so…when he went to step up on the curb he fell flat on his face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to get up…but he couldn’t. And so finally he just began to hit the ground and say out loud over and over again, “God #$%&amp;amp; it, God @#$% it!” (For those wondering…yes, he took the Lord’s name in vein [sic]!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I ran over to him…but before I finish the story I want to include…He didn’t need a lecture about using dirty words - He had fallen, he was hurt. Would I have been right if I had told him not to use those words? Yes, heck, I even have verses to back that up…but it wasn’t about being right. If I had lectured him I would have missed meeting his greatest need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn’t need to be studied - Seriously, he didn’t need me getting the group I was with for a discussion as to whether or not he was predestined to fall…or whether he had fallen because of the choices he had made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t need to be put into a program - The biggest need for this guy was NOT to be enrolled in a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“How to walk effectively across the parking lot class.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn’t need to be ignored - I could have just acted as if he wasn’t there; after all, there were lots of people in the restaurant already…and if it would have gotten too many people in it then everyone would have not been able to know everyone. It IS about who knows who–isn’t it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn’t need me to try and establish a relationship with him - An invitation to “hang out” at my house in order to establish community would have done this guy no good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What he needed was for me to put out my hand and help him up…which is what I did. At first he tried to tell me he was ok…but he and I both knew the opposite was true. I helped the guy to his feet and he thanked me over and over. I tried to help him inside the restaurant…but he told me he could make it from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked inside and dismissed myself from the crew I was with. I went to the restroom and about lost it. The Lord spoke to my heart and showed me that people in this world who are lost are just like that old man…but unfortunately the church wants to lecture people like that…or get into groups to study them…or ignore them…or whatever else…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT what these people need is for the church to extend a hand and help them–for that is when we will have our greatest opportunity to point out the fact that they need Jesus. Jesus said in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="Bible Gateway" href="http://biblegateway.com/cgi-bin/bible?language=english&amp;amp;version=NIV&amp;amp;passage=Matthew+20:28"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matthew 20:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that He didn’t come to be served but to serve…and that should be our passion as well…serve others into the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little episode in Oklahoma messed me up! People all around us have fallen…they need our help…the church is more equipped to help than ANYONE or ANYTHING in the world. The question is will we be willing to step up and extend a helping hand? &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/7036171157391770335-1891848683183643006?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1891848683183643006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1891848683183643006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1891848683183643006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1891848683183643006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-blog-shout-perry-noble.html' title='Friday Blog Shout: Perry Noble'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SG0UmADxtCI/AAAAAAAAAis/LBJ982VH6pQ/s72-c/perry+noble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-2708473810803240036</id><published>2008-07-03T12:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:51.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Psalms 101, 102, 103 and 104 (Day 180)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGz_oGJ2h5I/AAAAAAAAAik/ZdHORfimWe0/s1600-h/070308_09591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218827132527347602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGz_oGJ2h5I/AAAAAAAAAik/ZdHORfimWe0/s200/070308_09591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Psalm 101:5 (NCV) the psalmist writes: &lt;em&gt;If anyone secretly says things against his neighbor, I will stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book of Proverbs does not have kind words for gossips. They betray confidences (11:13), drive a wedge between friends (16:28), and provide the fuel that prolongs misunderstandings and quarrels (26:20). Every single one of us has been hurt by people talking &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; us, when they should have talked &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; us. But if we were honest, we’d also have to admit that we’ve all said things we shouldn’t, often about people who weren’t there to defend themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step to vanquishing gossip is to keep our mouths shut. Our mothers were right: &lt;em&gt;If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what should we do when a gossip tries to engage us in a conversation about someone? That can be an awkward and even embarrassing situation. We don’t want to be rude, so it seems the easiest thing is to listen, and then look for an opportunity to excuse ourselves from the conversation as soon as possible. Somehow we think if we don’t pass the information on, we aren’t guilty of gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is it takes two to gossip: one to speak, and another to listen. We all know &lt;strong&gt;there are things a Christian shouldn’t say, but there are also things a Christian shouldn’t listen to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tried and true technique of excusing ourselves after an awkward silence just won’t cut it. That’s much more passive than the psalmist’s assertive approach portrayed in Psalm 105. The writer apparently has determined that it’s not enough to not speak; it’s not even enough to not listen. He takes it to the next level: &lt;em&gt;I will stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;But how? Well, &lt;em&gt;what if someone tried to gossip, but no one would participate?&lt;/em&gt; Let me suggest a simple plan to end gossip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outgoing: &lt;/strong&gt;If you can't say something nice . . . You know the rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incoming:&lt;/strong&gt; When someone says something they shouldn’t say, and you shouldn’t listen to, try &lt;em&gt;active non-participation&lt;/em&gt;. Here’s an example. Say, &lt;em&gt;Excuse me, Bill’s my friend, and that’s not something I want to hear.&lt;/em&gt; (Or, &lt;em&gt;I don’t know Bill, but that’s not something I want to hear&lt;/em&gt;.) &lt;em&gt;I suggest you not talk to anyone else about this, but if it’s something you feel strongly about, you should probably go talk to Bill, just between the two of you. &lt;/em&gt;Of course, there’s always the ever popular option of responding with Plan B: &lt;em&gt;Hey, I’ll be talking to Bill later today and I’ll be telling him everything you said about him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’d be surprised if you ever need to have that conversation with someone more than once. Of course it won’t stop them from talking about &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the key is active non-participation. Easier said than done, I know, but anything less and you’re really guilty of gossip yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt; The above-mentioned responses should only be used if the person being gossiped about is named Bill. If the person’s name is Janet, it would be inappropriate and frankly silly to defend Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have any suggestions about how to stop someone from gossiping?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/7036171157391770335-2708473810803240036?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/2708473810803240036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=2708473810803240036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2708473810803240036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/2708473810803240036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/365-psalms-101-102-103-and-104-day-180.html' title='365: Psalms 101, 102, 103 and 104 (Day 180)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGz_oGJ2h5I/AAAAAAAAAik/ZdHORfimWe0/s72-c/070308_09591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6041500716681295620</id><published>2008-07-02T11:25:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:53.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Cook Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiWsWRITI/AAAAAAAAAic/EJOCDQBXfIY/s1600-h/fire+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218443103984230706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiWsWRITI/AAAAAAAAAic/EJOCDQBXfIY/s320/fire+tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember taking day trips to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cookforest.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cook Forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; as a kid with my parents. The Clarion River runs right through the middle of it, and it's a family favorite for canoeing, hiking, and picnicking. Cook Forest also has some of the only virgin deciduous forests in North America. Wow, that sounds nerdy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218442990483425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiQFhkSfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/u-ES6CxI2hQ/s320/fire+tower+view+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Saturday Janelle, Will and I enjoyed a leisurely 3-mile hike to the old fire tower and back. It's fun to share things with my kids that my dad shared with me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiP8zRYoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/17qca7-ITP4/s1600-h/will+at+cook+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218442988141765250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiP8zRYoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/17qca7-ITP4/s320/will+at+cook+forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218442982445454402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiPnlKlEI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Zg1XTsfvHQs/s320/rocky+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuhrsftb2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/FVgM6r4I778/s1600-h/fire+tower+view+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218442974246778946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiPJCcuEI/AAAAAAAAAh8/xAP_vtMgFZ4/s320/huge+hardwood+tree+-+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-6041500716681295620?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6041500716681295620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6041500716681295620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6041500716681295620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6041500716681295620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/cook-forest.html' title='Cook Forest'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGuiWsWRITI/AAAAAAAAAic/EJOCDQBXfIY/s72-c/fire+tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1118801741870992035</id><published>2008-07-02T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:53.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Could This Be the New Masked Evangel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGubSa9LODI/AAAAAAAAAhM/m2_nKdmlRDU/s1600-h/new+masked+evangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435334014711858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGubSa9LODI/AAAAAAAAAhM/m2_nKdmlRDU/s200/new+masked+evangel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new entrant in the &lt;em&gt;Masked Avenger&lt;/em&gt; category. (Okay, the movie is now two years old, but my family has about worn out the DVD... and my kids never rewind!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listen to the plot from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0457510"&gt;IMDb&lt;/a&gt; - Berated all his life by those around him, a monk follows his dream and dons &lt;em&gt;a mask&lt;/em&gt; to moonlight as a &lt;em&gt;luchador&lt;/em&gt; (Mexican wrestler).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What started with the &lt;em&gt;Scarlet Pimpernel&lt;/em&gt;, and evolved to &lt;em&gt;Zorro&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Batman&lt;/em&gt; has now come full circle to &lt;em&gt;Ignacio&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Nacho Libre&lt;/em&gt; fame. Life is funny, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who’s your favorite masked avenger?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-1118801741870992035?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1118801741870992035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1118801741870992035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1118801741870992035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1118801741870992035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/could-this-be-new-maske-evangel.html' title='Could This Be the New Masked Evangel?'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGubSa9LODI/AAAAAAAAAhM/m2_nKdmlRDU/s72-c/new+masked+evangel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1387205809451099684</id><published>2008-07-01T10:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:53.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Release of the Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Release of the Spirit • Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGpH1jX4hWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IBwT61-afJ4/s1600-h/watchman+nee.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218062103616193890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGpH1jX4hWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IBwT61-afJ4/s200/watchman+nee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watchman Nee (born Nee Shu-Tsu) was a Chinese Christian who ministered in the first half of the 20th century. Although his grandfather was a Christian minister, Nee became a Christian through the influence of a female evangelist (Dora Yu) in 1920, at the age of 17. Although he had no formal pastoral or theological training (he was self-taught through studying the Bible and reading over 3,000 books), Watchman began ministering in 1922. For 30 years he planted churches in rural China and pastored in Shanghai. A few years after the Chinese Communist takeover (Communists came to power in 1950 after 23 years of civil war), he was imprisoned for his faith, but not before he had planted 700 churches with a total attendance of over 700,000. He remained behind bars twenty years until his death in 1972.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit&lt;/em&gt; is a short book – ten chapters in only 94 pages. We will be looking at one chapter per week, and these posts will generally come on Tuesdays. I have an old edition printed in 1965 by Sure Foundation. If you have a newer copy, our page numbers might not always agree. Just keep in mind that as long as we’re in the same chapter, it shouldn’t be too hard to synchronize our reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watchman sees humans in three parts, what he calls the Inner Person, the Outer Person and the Outermost Person. We would call these the spirit, the soul, and the body. [1] It is his conviction that God wants to live in a person’s spirit but that, until the soul (outer person) is broken and submits to the spirit (inner person) it hinders us from fully engaging Christ. It is the natural state of the soul to force its will on the spirit, but only in serving and submitting will the soul find its greatest joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read chapter one for next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you experienced your outer person (soul) in conflict with your inner person (spirit)? Is the battle resolved? What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[1] While Watchman Nee uses the terms inner man, outward man, and outermost man, I believe for today’s audience, replacing the term man with person clarifies and is congruent with his intended thought.&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/7036171157391770335-1387205809451099684?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1387205809451099684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1387205809451099684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1387205809451099684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1387205809451099684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/07/release-of-spirit-introduction.html' title='The Release of the Spirit • Introduction'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGpH1jX4hWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IBwT61-afJ4/s72-c/watchman+nee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-213184161581235843</id><published>2008-06-30T10:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:53.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>I Wish I'd Said That • 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217699491174913794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGj-Cuw3lwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/fLNe9cSaSnY/s200/mario_andretti_1980s.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I realized I haven't shared an &lt;em&gt;I Wish I'd Said That &lt;/em&gt;post since January, so here you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If everything seems under control, you're not going fast enough. - Mario Andretti as quoted by &lt;a href="http://www.davidfoster.tv/"&gt;David Foster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God is just as concerned about how we treat the people we lead as what we get accomplished. Remember, they may be your leaders, but they are His kids. - &lt;a href="http://www.jimwideman.com"&gt;Jim Wideman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If Jesus said the thief comes to steal and kill and destroy, why don't we think the thief ever actually comes to steal and kill and destroy? - John Eldredge in &lt;em&gt;Waking the Dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you don't make mistakes, you're not working on hard enough problems, and that's a big mistake. - Frank Wilczek (Nobel Prize Winner in Physics) as quoted by &lt;a href="http://www.tonymorganlive.com/"&gt;Tony Morgan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The path of least resistance makes for crooked rivers and crooked men. - Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But in our defense, we're very lazy people who tire easily. - Mark Addy as Bill Miller on CBS's &lt;em&gt;Still Standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Without wood a fire will go out, and without gossip, quarreling will stop. - Proverbs 26:20 - &lt;em&gt;NCV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you know God would never do anything to harm or destroy you, and whatever He does or does not do in your lifeis in your best interest, then you will give yourself freely to Him. - John Bevere in &lt;em&gt;The Bait of Satan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-213184161581235843?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/213184161581235843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=213184161581235843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/213184161581235843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/213184161581235843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish-id-said-that-3.html' title='I Wish I&apos;d Said That • 3'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGj-Cuw3lwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/fLNe9cSaSnY/s72-c/mario_andretti_1980s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-6530020805748083740</id><published>2008-06-27T09:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:05:03.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shout'/><title type='text'>Friday Blog Shout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week's blog shout out is an easy one. My wife, Janelle, doesn't blog that often, but when she does it's fantastic (picture &lt;em&gt;Ignacio &lt;/em&gt;saying &lt;em&gt;fantastic! &lt;/em&gt;without the sarcasm)! Check out her blog at &lt;a href="http://janelleirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-stuck.html"&gt;janelle irwin - preacher's wife&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/7036171157391770335-6530020805748083740?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/6530020805748083740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=6530020805748083740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6530020805748083740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/6530020805748083740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-blog-shout.html' title='Friday Blog Shout'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4830597761793804555</id><published>2008-06-26T12:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:06:07.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Psalms 89, 90, 91 and 92 (Day 177)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psalm 90:1 reads: &lt;em&gt;Lord, you have been our home…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand what I’m saying: It is an extreme privilege to be called as a minister of the gospel of Jesus Christ. No amount of frustration or sacrifice could ever balance out the awesome privilege we have of serving Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes… I’ve got to admit, when Janelle and I think about the challenges in ministry, the main thing that grabs our hearts is that we don’t have any place to call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents retired to Florida over 20 years ago. My dad passed away 10 years ago, and my mom’s condo is nice, but it’s not home. My brother and sister moved away from Erie, PA – our home town and now my brother lives across the river from Cincinnati in Kentucky. Dave and his wife Mary have a beautiful home, and we enjoy visiting (rarely, I’ll grant you) but it’s not &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; home. Judy, my sister, lives in Lakeland, FL with her husband Al. We also enjoy visiting in their home, but again, it’s not &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben (16) and Will (closing in on 13) were born in Nashville, TN, but we moved away from there when Will was only 8 months old. Since then, my kids have lived in Maryland (suburban Washington, D.C.), Georgia and Pennsylvania. They don’t have anywhere that feels like home either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I understand it’s not just pastors. Everyone knows we live in an increasingly mobile society. Lots of people are feeling the lack of roots that comes from living here today and somewhere else tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife’s family still lives in the Kansas City area. She has her mom, a brother and two sisters, their spouses, nieces and nephews, aunts and uncles and cousins all within the metro area. If I were pushed, I guess I’d say that Kansas City feels more like home to us than anywhere else. But we left Kansas City in December of 1983. I wasn’t even a pastor then, but the move was necessary to procure a promotion in my paramedic career at Medevac Emergency Medical Services. That wasn’t bad, only 70 miles west of KC. Little did we know we’d never live that close again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we love our place in rural Pennsylvania. We could get real used to this. But we know God is preparing a place for us, and he’s preparing us for that place, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why we take comfort in this passage: &lt;em&gt;Lord, you have been our home since the beginning. Before the mountains were born and before you created the earth and the world, you are God. You have always been, and you wil always be&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 90:1,2 - NCV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an increasingly rootless society, no matter where we live, we can put our roots down deep into Christ. Come what may, he is the same yesterday, today and forever (Hebrews 13:8). How much stability can we have if our stability is dependent on location, career, or people? Everything changes; everything that is, except for God. That’s why God is our home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me your tales of living in a &lt;/em&gt;rootless &lt;em&gt;society.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4830597761793804555?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4830597761793804555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4830597761793804555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4830597761793804555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4830597761793804555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/365-psalms-89-90-91-and-92-day-177.html' title='365: Psalms 89, 90, 91 and 92 (Day 177)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-1531140638879971322</id><published>2008-06-25T10:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:54.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Mid-Week Snicker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGJfPUyUquI/AAAAAAAAAgs/C61G0qHOVgE/s1600-h/laughing+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215836035330910946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGJfPUyUquI/AAAAAAAAAgs/C61G0qHOVgE/s200/laughing+cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The General in charge of the army was pleased to get a visit from his friend, the Admiral in charge of the Navy. &lt;em&gt;How are your men, Admiral?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My men are tough as nails - lean mean fighting machines. How about yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The General replied, &lt;em&gt;My men are the bravest fighting men on the planet. I'd put them up against your men any day of the week!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me, &lt;/em&gt;said the Admiral, unimpressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The General called out to a soldier on the training field, &lt;em&gt;Private Cooper, report!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Private Cooper ran across the grounds and snapped to attention: &lt;em&gt;Private Cooper reporting as ordered, Sir!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cooper, do you see that tank approaching? I want you to get out there and stop that tank with your bare hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What?! Are you crazy? I'd be killed! &lt;/em&gt;And with an, &lt;em&gt;I'm out of here! &lt;/em&gt;Private Cooper ran off the field screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The General turned to the Admiral. &lt;em&gt;See what I mean? You have to be pretty brave to talk to a general like that.&lt;/em&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/7036171157391770335-1531140638879971322?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/1531140638879971322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=1531140638879971322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1531140638879971322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/1531140638879971322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/mid-week-snicker.html' title='Mid-Week Snicker'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SGJfPUyUquI/AAAAAAAAAgs/C61G0qHOVgE/s72-c/laughing+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-639591522052721133</id><published>2008-06-24T09:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:37:45.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Book Review</title><content type='html'>My intention is to organize my blog by a blogging schedule. Here's what it's supposed to look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Open - my choice&lt;br /&gt;Tue: Book Review&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Humor&lt;br /&gt;Thu: The Bible in 365&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Blog Spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Family&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Sunday Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to follow this to the best of my ability as long as it seems to be working for me. If it needs tweaked, I'll gladly tweak it. In the immortal words of Dr. Peter Venkman (Ghost Busters' Bill Murray), &lt;em&gt;It's more of a guideline than a rule.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, right now I'm limited on weekends because of my limited Internet accessibility. That's why I focused on &lt;em&gt;family &lt;/em&gt;(no pun intended) in yesterday's post when I wrote about &lt;a href="http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/ben-turned-16-last-monday.html"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also not guaranteeing I'll be writing every day. I do have a life. But like I've said many times before, blogging has become a spiritual discipline for me. It gives me the opportunity to have an outlet for what God is teaching me, and it makes a way for me to stay connected to friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last book review was of &lt;a href="http://www.brianmclaren.net/"&gt;Brian McLaren's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Everything-Must-Change-Global-Revolution/dp/0849901839/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1214316892&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Everything Must Change&lt;/a&gt;. I was going chapter by chapter, which is my &lt;em&gt;modus operandi&lt;/em&gt;. Unfortunately I felt the need to take a blogging break, and did not finish that review. It's a great book, and I highly recommend it. (I hope Amazon can handle all the traffic caused by my recommendation - they may have to hire some temps!) I have several unposted chapter blogs in my computer, but rather than go back and finish that off, I'm going to start something new next Tuesday. Actually, it's something old. I'm going to review a classic work by &lt;em&gt;Watchman Nee&lt;/em&gt;, entitled &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Release-Spirit-Watchman-Nee/dp/1604593865/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1214317205&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Release of the Spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;It had been sitting on my shelf for years before I read it this spring. It was powerful for my life, and I think I will retain its teachings better if I put it into my own words (read: blog about it), and I think it will be meaningful for you, too. Pick up a copy, and read along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me about your best laid plans that had to be tweaked in the name of sanity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-639591522052721133?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/639591522052721133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=639591522052721133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/639591522052721133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/639591522052721133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-book-review.html' title='Tuesday Book Review'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-5966035191975811450</id><published>2008-06-23T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:54.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ben Turned 16 Last Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SF_vGB1i0tI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Xv0AAO1B6Hg/s1600-h/ben+at+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215149780369593042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SF_vGB1i0tI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Xv0AAO1B6Hg/s200/ben+at+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can’t believe it. He started his first job the week before, at Whitehall Camp &amp;amp; Conference Center as Junior Summer Staff. His primary duty is serving as a lifeguard, but that’s only about four hours a day, and since he’s working 10-12 hours a day, or even longer, there’s plenty of other stuff to keep him busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He took his lifeguard training a week ago on Friday through Sunday, and the first campers arrived on Monday. When he’s not lifeguarding, he does everything from weed eating to cleaning to washing dishes to helping with summer camp kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been impressed with how Ben has grown up over the past couple years. During the school year he’s been a real self-starter, getting himself to school on time, knowing when his assignments were due and getting them done. We’ve been lucky to see him for about an hour a day since he started his job, and already we can tell it’s doing him good. He’s told us it’s the hardest thing he’s ever done, but the most rewarding, too. We were also blessed to hear him talk about how he’s growing spiritually from the experience. Since he’s eating all his meals and bunking at the camp, too, I can’t tell you how much we miss him being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will is about ready to turn 13 (less than two months from now). Ben and Will are both good boys, and I’m proud of the young men they’re becoming. When I think about what great kids they are, I have to laugh at all the questions we had as they were growing up – questions about parenting and discipline: Were we being too strict? Were we being too lenient? Should we or should we not let them play with razor blades? Okay, that last one didn’t really happen. All in all both boys have made it pretty easy to be parents so far. I know we’ve got a lot of parenting ahead, and everyone tells us the teenage years are the most challenging, but so far so good. We’ll just take things a day at a time, and trust God for the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ben turned 16 last Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-5966035191975811450?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/5966035191975811450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=5966035191975811450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5966035191975811450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/5966035191975811450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/ben-turned-16-last-monday.html' title='Ben Turned 16 Last Monday'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SF_vGB1i0tI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Xv0AAO1B6Hg/s72-c/ben+at+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-4380626022043701940</id><published>2008-06-20T10:40:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:54.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shout'/><title type='text'>Blogging Geniuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFvEVdomaLI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rLmEaN4B7Bg/s1600-h/fred+flintstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213976866622695602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFvEVdomaLI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rLmEaN4B7Bg/s200/fred+flintstone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know how they do it! That's my rant for today. How &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; they do it? I find it difficult to post regularly, mostly because I’ve gotten out of the habit. Part of my blogging is as a spiritual discipline, sharing some of the things God is speaking to me, especially those things that I think would be helpful to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, #1, I’m aware I have to re-develop the blogging habit. I get that. But let’s look at some accomplished bloggers, writers whose blogs attract hundreds of times the readership of The Masked Evangel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://benwitherington.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben Witherington&lt;/a&gt; posted four blogs yesterday (Wednesday, June 18 – I’m writing this on Thursday to post on Friday – even though my blogging platform doesn’t provide a way to do that, my laptop has a little used blogging tool called Microsoft Word, so I can write ahead when I have the opportunity, and then post on a later day). Ben’s four posts averaged out to around 675 words each. I personally believe Ben is a robot who doesn’t need sleep. He’s one of those guys who accomplishes so much with the life God has given him, that I am ashamed to ever utter the words, &lt;em&gt;I don’t have the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://swerve.lifechurch.tv/"&gt;Craig Groeschel&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flowerdust.net/"&gt;Anne Jackson&lt;/a&gt; both write posts ahead (they’ve written about it as advice to other bloggers). Craig’s posts average 145 words each and Anne’s about 294 words each. How do I know this? Okay, I admit I took their last ten posts and did a word count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perrynoble.com/"&gt;Perry Noble&lt;/a&gt; posts every day (I'm having trouble linking to Perry today -- hope you can navigate there! I swear the link is right. Try &lt;a href="http://www.perrynoble.com/"&gt;www.perrynoble.com/&lt;/a&gt;), and his articles are usually a little longer – about 373 words each. Then there’s &lt;a href="http://gregboyd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greg Boyd&lt;/a&gt; (who has more brains and theological knowledge in his little finger than I have in my entire body), whose latest post (at the time I wrote this) was about 1900 words! Every writer has his own style, and the question isn’t so much, How long are the blog posts?... but, Is the blog worth the investment of time it will take to read it? Believe me, I’m a better person for reading the blogs I do. I subscribe to about 25 blogs. I scan them almost every day, and if they catch my interest I read them more carefully. I’m a better Bible scholar, theologian, pastor, family man, and person because of that small investment of time. Hey; If I find myself continually disinterested in a blog’s content, that blog gets dropped from my subscription list – life is too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, Friday is supposed to be the day I give a shout to someone else’s blog. This week I want to direct your attention to Craig Groeschel. Read &lt;a href="http://swerve.lifechurch.tv/2008/06/16/time-off"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://swerve.lifechurch.tv/2008/06/17/lessons-from-a-reforming-workaholic"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. It won't take long, and it will be worth it; I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But first, thanks for reading&lt;/em&gt; The Masked Evangel&lt;em&gt;. I’m dedicated to making it more worth your while than it’s ever been. (By the way, my last ten posts averaged about 225 words a piece – that is until this one threw off the curve!) And if you want to read some really great blogs, check out my blog roll in the lower right column.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-4380626022043701940?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/4380626022043701940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=4380626022043701940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4380626022043701940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/4380626022043701940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogging-geniuses.html' title='Blogging Geniuses'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFvEVdomaLI/AAAAAAAAAgU/rLmEaN4B7Bg/s72-c/fred+flintstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036171157391770335.post-8125425703589929928</id><published>2008-06-19T09:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:11:55.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible in 365'/><title type='text'>365: Psalm 33-36 (Day 163)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFpi88hPAcI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aL2dWERkvFM/s1600-h/peace+dove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213588317811966402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFpi88hPAcI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aL2dWERkvFM/s320/peace+dove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psalm 34:14b admonishes us: &lt;em&gt;Look for peace and work for it. &lt;/em&gt;Jesus said: &lt;em&gt;Blessed are the peace-makers&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 5:9). Both of these passages teach us that, as God's children (those who would carry on the family business, so to speak), we have a responsibility to actively pursue peace. Peace never comes by the path of least resistance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if I refused to stoke a conflict applying water, rather than gasoline, to smoldering fires. What if I actively advocated for peace, a smoothing hand to ruffled feathers and a soothing voice to frenzied spirits? And what if I had the kind and volume of peace in my hearts that overflowed to those around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The antithesis of this peacemaker ethic is hiding behind my &lt;em&gt;right to not get involved. &lt;/em&gt;That's what the priest and the Levite did when they happened upon a crime victim in the Parable of the Good Samaritan. The Samaritan, on the other hand, simply got involved and did what he could to heal the ravages of violence. He didn't end a war or free a nation, he just reached out to another human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where would God have you get involved in the pursuit of peace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036171157391770335-8125425703589929928?l=timirwin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/feeds/8125425703589929928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7036171157391770335&amp;postID=8125425703589929928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8125425703589929928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7036171157391770335/posts/default/8125425703589929928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timirwin.blogspot.com/2008/06/365-psalm-33-36-day-163.html' title='365: Psalm 33-36 (Day 163)'/><author><name>tim irwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13984964382857899330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/S7zAazLt45I/AAAAAAAABsY/D-5QM2iSJRE/S220/blog+worthy+-+02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CppYjSaXEu0/SFpi88hPAcI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aL2dWERkvFM/s72-c/peace+dove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
