<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 23:21:37 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Sold Out</title><description>"And every day, in the temple and from house to house, they did not cease teaching and preaching Jesus as the Christ." Acts 5.42</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-889094537176871043</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-12T10:26:44.302-07:00</atom:updated><title>Satan Is Alive &amp; Well</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SoL16blK9kI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3njBc2A5sUE/s1600-h/cauldron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SoL16blK9kI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3njBc2A5sUE/s320/cauldron.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369124089963935298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest we think we are safe from the arrows of satan, we should think again.  He is the ruler of the world as we know it today.  He is in control of this earth for as long as God allows it.  He is the great deceiver, and no one is greater at it than he.  2Corinthians 11: 14-15.  He is always looking for an opportunity to pierce us, and is always on the prowl, we must be alert at all times and recognize his stealth tactics 1Peter 5:8 .  If he has difficulty penetrating your defenses, he will switch tactics and go for what is most important and valuable to you.  He may start with monetary items, or worldly possessions.  Stronger people realize this attack, and pray through it.  Then he will go for the jugular and make it personal.  He will attack your family.  Your marriage, and even your children. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where the strong are brought to their knees.  Satan has a mission in mind - to kill and destroy, and deceive.  John 10:10.  It may be adultery, pornography, drugs, lies, lust, deceit, or more.  Any and all of these.  If you think it's easy to fight against this spiritual warfare, then you are spiritually dead.  Satan is the greatest tactician of darkness.  He will pit us against one another with ease and a flick of his wrist.    He is the father of lies who defies God and despises truth.  John 8:44.  Remember - God is Truth.  How ironic is that?!  In these extreme economic times, we are left to wonder what will become of our lives, our families, our future.  This breeds doubt, discontent, discouragement, anger, fear &amp;amp; uncertainty.  All satanic weapons of mass destruction.  I myself have been blitzed with these weapons recently, and memories of the past still haunt me, and envisions of the future scare me.  My children, my wife, my family, my mind, they are all affected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the prince of darkness is having his day right now, and will continue to gain power &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ephesians 6: 12 until the day when the Lord says "enough!" and comes to end his reign here on earth.  Be aware of satan and his legion of demons, but more so be into the Word, and prayer and pray against his attacks.  But also remember these things:  Satan was created "by" God and not equal to God Proverbs 16:4, and given limited power Job 1:12, and most importantly he was defeated by Jesus on the cross.  Death a.ka. satan could not keep it's grip on Jesus.  Three days later he arose with life.  "The temple will be rebuilt in 3 days."  Satan is defeated.  Satan will win some major battles in the coming years, but in the end, he will be forever defeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore resist the devil and cling close to God James 4: 7-10.  Draw near to Christ in your times of trouble, and He will draw close to you.  Satan is alive and very well, but Christ is the ultimate victor.  Draw strength from the power of Jesus and no other and you will defeat the attacks of satan.  If God is for us - who can be against us.  Praise God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-889094537176871043?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/08/satan-is-alive-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SoL16blK9kI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3njBc2A5sUE/s72-c/cauldron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-7635661249842826878</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 16:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-19T10:07:25.080-07:00</atom:updated><title>Are you really ready?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SmNSnj0Wm1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/u59Jzm5AoR4/s1600-h/arms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SmNSnj0Wm1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/u59Jzm5AoR4/s320/arms.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218821084224338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;We talk big, and act out all the right characters in perfect timing.  But the facade that we construct will at some point break apart and crumble.  Usually when we are at our lowest point.  Why do let it happen that way.  Let's accept the love and direction that Christ offers to us NOW!  We say we are ready for Him, but we don't act like it.  Let Christ's love run deep within your soul, and reap the benefits He so wants to give us.  Whatever it takes.  Here are the lyrics to a song by Kutless calle "Ready For You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, You take my heart away with Your love&lt;br /&gt;and I am willing to put on my faith in Your plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and take my life.&lt;br /&gt;Make my soul refreshed in truth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You.&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart and make me new now.&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You&lt;br /&gt;to come and fill my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse all of my mind that is not of You.&lt;br /&gt;Break me, teaching me how to find rest in Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and take my life.&lt;br /&gt;Make my soul refreshed in truth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You.&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart and make me new now.&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You&lt;br /&gt;to come and fill my soul.&lt;br /&gt;To come and fill my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm needing to make Your will be done&lt;br /&gt;and I'm letting go of my control,&lt;br /&gt;for I see what You've done in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You.&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart and make me new now.&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for You&lt;br /&gt;to come and fill my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-7635661249842826878?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-really-ready.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SmNSnj0Wm1I/AAAAAAAAAWc/u59Jzm5AoR4/s72-c/arms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-3339186015375861392</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 00:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T18:23:49.392-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Feel Like I'm Gonna Hurl</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SiceH1CHmEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SW_x9z94vlY/s1600-h/jback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SiceH1CHmEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SW_x9z94vlY/s320/jback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343272602742265922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's any empty pit feeling in my stomach.  The fear of losing my business is becoming more of a reality every day.  I still have tremendous faith that Jesus can provide a miracle and save my business, but I don't know if He will.  It's kind of like that feeling you get when you get sick.  You know - you feel like you're going to hurl, but so badly don't want to.  So you lay there tossing and turning and doing whatever you can to not blow.  Then there comes a point where you just say - "let's get this over with and be done with it."  "If it's gonna happen, let it happen."  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's kind of where I'm at right now.  People tell me that God won't let you suffer more than you are able to handle, and that He will take care of me, and He has an ultimate plan.  I know all that, but it really doesn't pay the bills right now!  It still stings like a needle piercing the skin on my arm. Thank the Lord that I have Him, because without Him, I'd be a wreck.  I'd be going off like a loaded gun, and regretting every bit of it later.  Without Christ, I'd be a mess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We learned about real perseverance last night in our small group.  Paul.  Paul was ridiculed like George Bush at a PETA festival, and beaten like a red headed step child.  Yet Paul got up, pulled up his pants (robe) and jumped back in the fray.  Crazy?  Yeah he is kind of crazy.  He's crazy filled with the Holy Spirit that's what.  He totally believes that he's gonna continue to get the crap beat out of him, rocks thrown at his head, and driven out of town by a bunch of jacked up loons that think he's Zeus's sidekick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he also believes that God will take care of him.  Take care of him then, and more importantly - in the future.  He is not focusing on the seen, but the unseen.  He is preparing this day for that day. He 100% full on believes in the power of Jesus!  Do I?  If I really do, then why am I getting my shorts all in a bunch?  I pray that I will be filled with the Holy Spirit the way Paul was!  Believing that is possible is where I draw my strength from.   This is temporary, and we should expect that it's not going to be easy like Shaq putting down a two handed dunk.  But I think I draw the majority of my strength (aka faith) from knowing that my Jesus has my back.  No matter what.  And one day (in the future) He is going to let me in on His heavenly party.  And oh, will we par-teh!  No more doubt, nor discouragement, nor suffering.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jesus for having my back, may I never falter in my faith that &lt;i&gt;you do&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-3339186015375861392?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-like-im-gonna-hurl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SiceH1CHmEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SW_x9z94vlY/s72-c/jback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-5555600432678328119</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T09:25:14.098-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's Just Outside Your Front Door</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Shly3ctZiHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/WX12DCOjGgE/s1600-h/bend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Shly3ctZiHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/WX12DCOjGgE/s320/bend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339425130149415026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in our own backyard.  Sometimes we get so caught up in foreign missions we forget about our own surroundings.  Maybe it's just naivety in the fact that we think someone else is taking care of it, or maybe we are just cowards.  Cowards in the sense that these are the people we live with, work with, and play with.  What if they knew exactly how we felt about Jesus.  After all it's way easier to preach the gospel to someone you don't know who doesn't live where you live.  Right?  There's no fear of rejection.  And if rejection did happen - not a big deal, you'll probably never see them again.  Easy.  I guess the real question here, without going off on a tangent, is if you are a Christian, why wouldn't the poeple you hang with know exactly how you feel about Jesus?  Alright, staying focused here.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Global missions ARE needed, and are as important as anything.  In fact I personally have a soft spot in my heart for Africa.  The AIDS orphans and villages that have been devastated and ravaged resonate deep within me.  I will go there someday.  Hopefully more than once.   Other nations that are in dire straits also need our help, and we should help out of love and compassion, not out of duty or responsibility.  However;  coming back around to the locals -  here is what I came across this morning while reading the Bible.   I was actually reading out of "The Message."  The Message is a paraphrase of the Bible, not a translation, but sometimes gives a fresh relevant approach.  It's good to broaden your scope of reading and not get sucked into a single only translation.  i.e. KJV only or NIV only.  So here is what spoke to me this morning while reading in Matthew.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is addressing the crowd and states that the harvest is great and the workers are few.  He then calls his 12 disciples up and gives them this direction. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't "begin" by traveling to some far off place to convert unbelievers.  And don't try to be dramatic by tackling some public enemy.  Go to the lost confused people RIGHT HERE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD!"  ..."Don't think you have to put on a fund raising campaign before you start.   You don't need a lot of equipment, you are the equipment!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I like what Jesus says next - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"All you need is three meals a day...travel light."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Now understand this is a paraphrase version, these are not the literal words of Christ, but the message is there plain and simple.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, let's continue to focus globally.  Like our mission statement at our church "Journey"  Let's transform the world by starting in Bend Oregon.  Don't think that's really possible?  How many people did Jesus call up to hit the local neighborhood?  12.  Look what's happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-5555600432678328119?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-just-outside-your-front-door.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Shly3ctZiHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/WX12DCOjGgE/s72-c/bend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-8867057061237424301</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T10:43:41.717-07:00</atom:updated><title>Over ANALyze</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgMc-ro381I/AAAAAAAAAVM/KrHWS2_Tlbk/s1600-h/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgMc-ro381I/AAAAAAAAAVM/KrHWS2_Tlbk/s320/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333138246928429906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reads this blog.  Thanks!  If you would care to comment, that would be great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that has been bugging me for awhile that I keep forgetting to write down - is over analyzing people - especially bloggers.  It seems that everyone has become an expert on everything spiritual anymore.  Analyzing this, critiquing that (which I am just as guilty of) suggesting this or that, and lost focus of what I believe is the core.  The heart.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are analyzing the type of worship, the style, the songs, the way you sing the songs, the band, their clothes, their hair, are they smiling too much etc.?  Are they performing? Is it called a stage or a platform?  People comment on the pastors, or reverends, or teachers of the Word.  What translation is he using?  What kind of props are acceptable?  How long should the sermon be?  Should it be topical or exegetical?  Then how about the decorations of the church?  Everyone has an "opinion" on that?  Or how about the ever controversial "coffee area"!!  Oooh!  Should it be good coffee, just O.K. coffee, Starbucks coffee, or should we even have coffee at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are analyzing and opining on things like - do we love God or do we love loving God?  Are we worshiping for Him or for the inspiring song?  If it's for Him, (which is should be) are we not allowed to enjoy the experience?  Or is that not about Him, but about us?  The whole thing is out of control.  When I go to a game, or see my kids excel at a sporting event, I'm the loudest one there.  My wife genuinely gets embarassed.  Should I say "well that was a public display of attention that was centered around me."  No!  I'm excited for my team or my kids, and I'm having fun with it!  It's not about me, it's about my team or my kids!  I am enjoying my kids and the experience they have drawn me into with them.  Having fun with Jesus is NOT wrong, in fact I would encourage it, and I think He would too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is the heart issue?  Jesus is more concerned about your heart than He is about the freakin coffee, I can assure you of that.  As far as I'm concerned, jump, shout, laugh, sing loudly at the worship songs!  David in the bible did!  Oh yeah, he got analyzed over that too. Get engaged.  Are you saying you can't have fun and worship God at the same time?!  Then you better go to a Baptist or Lutheran church if that's how you feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you realize that it's your heart your pouring out to Him, everything else becomes so irrelevant.  When He realizes that your pouring out your heart to Him everything becomes so authentic.  Enough of the over analyzing and micro managing ideology.  Are there black and white issues?  Absolutely.  But don't tell me how to worship the King, or what translation is best, or that I can't get excited about at church, because then it's not really about Him, it's just the "atmosphere" that's been created that your excited about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pour your heart and soul into Jesus and you can't not produce fruit.  He tells us to draw near to Him and He will draw near to us.  It's a no brainer.  So all you super intellectual, over analyzing, theological spiritual wanna be's ...shut up.  Commit yourself fully and wholly to Jesus.  Quit being His earthly go to guy.  He doesn't need your help, He's got it pretty well figured out Himself.  If you want to help, go out into the world and love on someone for who they are, and let Jesus take it from there.&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/350008872198276013-8867057061237424301?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-analyze.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgMc-ro381I/AAAAAAAAAVM/KrHWS2_Tlbk/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-8725629422764112418</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-06T10:22:04.107-07:00</atom:updated><title>Prove It To Me</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgHGoajZ8xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/tp789ZcalxU/s1600-h/empty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgHGoajZ8xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/tp789ZcalxU/s320/empty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332761831408268050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells us in the Bible that our sins are forgiven when we become Christians.  Psalm 103:12 So when we get to heaven, we are still judged.  Right?  For what?  I believe that when we become a new creation in Christ, all or our transgressions are forgiven forever.  So that means when we enter heaven we are pure.  Right?  Then what are we judged on if I'm correct here?  I believe we are judged on what we did once became a child of God.  It's going before the judge and presenting your case.   2 Corinthians 5:10&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I mean.  Imagine the judge (in this case God) asking for proof that indeed you were changed when you committed your life to Him.  "where's the evidence?" He asks.  "All I see here is a bunch of lust, drunken-ness and excuses."  "Where is the proof that you really turned your life around?"  "How would you like to proceed here?"  "Do you have any evidence?"  "Church?"  "Church?"  "Do you expect Me to believe that by going to church your life was changed?"  "Do you realize to whom you are speaking?!"  "Now be careful here - I know your thoughts."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you have enough evidence to prove that your life was changed?  That you were a true believer and follower of Jesus?!  "O.K., do you have any fruits that you could use as evidence?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you hang your head, and ask the almighty to just believe that your intentions were good, and that alot of things got you "off track"  and you meant to "come back" but just didn't get around to it in time?!  "Show me proof!!"  "Show me the fruits of your labor, surely there must be something more concrete than reading your bible once in awhile, or going to church!"  "Surely there must!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you have enough evidence (any concrete evidence) that you are a converted child of the almighty judge?   If you are a true christian, you will go to heaven, but it may be an uncomfortable conversation with the judge.  Just a thought I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-8725629422764112418?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/05/prove-it-to-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SgHGoajZ8xI/AAAAAAAAAVE/tp789ZcalxU/s72-c/empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-6262688335371148479</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 01:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T19:14:19.117-07:00</atom:updated><title>Where is the Holy Spirit?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Se_NAo9c9GI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KOF-Hbne0f8/s1600-h/hurr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Se_NAo9c9GI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KOF-Hbne0f8/s320/hurr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327702295081448546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we see the Holy Spirit moving in our churches like the churches in Acts?  He came as a rush of wind, powerful and mighty.  Unseen, yet His force was like no other.  Acts 2:2  Is His work done?  Are there enough churches and mega churches that He feels He isn't needed anymore?   Could it be that WE feel we don't need Him?  Or that we don't believe those miracles exist today, and were only for the Bible?  Could be.  Probably more truth in that than we are ready to admit.  Our society is a me society and we think we got it handled, and can figure it out ourselves.  Holy Spirit?  That guy only did His miracles in the "old" days!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Holy Spirit is still as alive and powerful today as ever.  We just don't tap into Him.  What's that you say?  We do?  Not really.  I think if we did, we would see amazing results.  We have things today so structured, that we try to "fit" God in when our schedules allow.  Usually it's the scraps, or the filler time that He gets.  The deity of Christ has unlimited potential, and we are satisfied with just the basics, and wonder why we don't see more miracles in today's day and age.  It's the lack of faith, the lack of obedience, and the lack of priority.  The God of today is the same as the God of yesterday, we are the ones who have changed.   I think it's still possible to see a modern day Pentecost, but we as Christ followers need to believe in the power of the Holy Spirit first.  We need to have the same faith as Peter or Paul, and preach like Peter and Paul.  They weren't afraid of being persecuted!  In fact Peter relished it when he was let out of prison.   Acts 5:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's possible if we start to preach the truth.  And believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-6262688335371148479?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-holy-spirit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Se_NAo9c9GI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KOF-Hbne0f8/s72-c/hurr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-2193302745658444666</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 17:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T11:35:04.547-07:00</atom:updated><title>From Uganda With Love</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SdT_BJJ-PpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/snEm9LPdyPc/s1600-h/Faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SdT_BJJ-PpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/snEm9LPdyPc/s320/Faith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320157454934097554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two nights our family has had the privilege of being a "host" family for a 10 year old Ugandan orphan girl and her chaperone.  The girl's name was Faith, and her chaperone was auntie Shova from Nepal.  They are both part of an organization called World Help  &lt;a href="http://www.worldhelp.net/"&gt;http://www.worldhelp.net/&lt;/a&gt;and are in a "traveling" choir called Children of the World Choir.  They performed at our church last night to a packed out house.  The kids (13 of them)  were nothing short of spectacular!  To see their faces light up while they sang their lungs out to Jesus was completely moving.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without going into great detail, these kids are all orphaned and most have been affected by HIV in some way or another through their families.  Thankfully, none of them actually have the disease themselves.  The pure joy they bring was contagious.  Faith lit up our home with her dark skin and pearly white.  Shova (her chaperone) was a petite Nepal girl with long beautiful black hair down to her waist.   We learned over dinner, that she loves American Idol!  We were quietly reminded when it was 8'o clock the last two nights.  We played Simon and critiqued the contestants, and I was told I was actually harsher than Simon.  Although I dress better.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith called me "uncle" and my wife "auntie",  and in the few short hours we spent with her, a magical bond that could only come from God was formed.  The real icing on the cake was last night after their concert.  When the children were exiting the stage, Faith was first to come down.  She spotted me sitting on the edge of the aisle, and as she approached I put up my hand to give her a high five.  She wanted nothing to do with that.  She ran towards me put up her arms and jumped into me with a ferocious bear hug and held on.  I just about lost it right there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew.   It was stinking awesome.  Later that night we took some funny pictures and put them in her scrapbook.  This morning we said goodbye to Faith and "auntie" Shova as they were off to another performance.  They are currently in their 8th month of a 10 month U.S. tour.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the performance last night they showed about a five minute video of how HIV/AIDS has ravaged their home of Uganda, and what I consider pathetic support given by so called Christians and their organizations.  Seventy to ninety percent of the world aids pandemic stems from the sub-saharan region of Africa.  Most Christian organizations (percentage wise) don't do a thing about this pandemic.  When people say "how can God let this suffering happen?"  I want to say..."how can WE let this happen?"  I know there are hundreds of organizations out there that we should support, and have an excuse for why we aren't -  but pick one.  How about just one?  Once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do! -  or wear dark sunglasses and act like we don't see the truth.  What's the mantra - out of sight out of mind? Well that's convenient.  Jesus says - whatever you do for the least of these you do for me!  Sorry, but I was so touched by these kids and by Faith, that maybe it was God's way of slapping me upside the head and saying "what are you waiting for?" "All that talk Steve don't mean jack!"  If anyone reads this blog, I'd love to hear some ideas, and action plans for the next year.  Let us be the hands and feet of Jesus, because I sure saw his face last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-2193302745658444666?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-uganda-with-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SdT_BJJ-PpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/snEm9LPdyPc/s72-c/Faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-4433742785640978303</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T12:31:00.935-07:00</atom:updated><title>What God Do You Bow Down To?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sblir6uf67I/AAAAAAAAATc/tEg_moBAl14/s1600-h/chain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sblir6uf67I/AAAAAAAAATc/tEg_moBAl14/s320/chain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385742098394034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you spend your time with? on? at?   Do you realize you spend your spare time doing what you are hooked on.  That's where your real passion lies.  Want to see what someone loves?  See where they spend their free time.  We tend to fall into a rut where we worship anything but God.  Oh, don't get me wrong, we throw Him scraps every now and then to make ourselves feel better, lying to no one but ourselves about how good we are.  My bad is this stinking computer.  It has become my God.  If I spent half as much time reading my bible as I do in front of this fricking computer, I'd have it read in a month!  Where are your priorities?  Just look at what consumes your free time.   It would be a cool project to see how much time you spend on things other than building your relationship with God.  I think it would be even cooler to put down our false gods to the point where we reverse the trend, and spend more free time with God than our current gods.  I bet between the computer and the TV, I space out looking at the screen for an average of 4 hours or more a day.  Probably more.  In fact I think I'll try to track it, and update this next week.  We / I need to focus on what's important and what's not.  Not getting sucked in because of my weak discipline.   Focus is the discipline to say no to anything off- mission or off-task.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-4433742785640978303?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-god-do-you-bow-down-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sblir6uf67I/AAAAAAAAATc/tEg_moBAl14/s72-c/chain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-9022457814752926606</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T21:01:41.134-07:00</atom:updated><title>Buddha &amp; Jesus</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sbh_aTwJGCI/AAAAAAAAATU/h8Sp3roXDss/s1600-h/ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sbh_aTwJGCI/AAAAAAAAATU/h8Sp3roXDss/s320/ticket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312135850439022626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha, Krishna, Muhammad, Jesus.  We can all have our own way to get to heaven or the afterlife right?  Recently, a friend and I decided to take a walk through a local park and invite people to our Sunday night church, and hopefully spur some good conversation, and maybe more.  We had no plans or well thought out ideas or expectations, we just had the urge to "get out."  One thing that may have prompted us (well actually two things) was that we were going through Acts in our Tuesday night small group.  The other, the Holy Spirit tapping on our shoulders.  In Acts, Peter and the others are filled to the brim with the Holy Spirit, getting beat down like a rabid dog for it, and loving it!  They actually pray for boldness to continue this craziness of preaching! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, during our travels through the park we encountered people of different sizes, shapes, and religions, some were just a quick "hey" and others were really open to talk to us about Jesus.  One couple in particular engaged us in a great dialogue.  It was kind of like hooking up with a the big fish you were trying for all afternoon.  Her name was Brianne, and his was Ryan.  Brianne turned out to be a sweet, intelligent caring girl.  Ryan was a smart, intellectual guy.  Both I'd say were in there 20's.   We talked about Jesus, and asked them their thoughts.  She said Jesus was a great man and a great role model that we could learn a lot from.  A great teacher.  And she appreciated what we were doing, but she wasn't interested.  "I'm a Buddhist" she said.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about salvation and the afterlife, and I told her that I believed that Jesus was the only way to heaven.  I quoted a few scriptures i.e. John 1:1 and John 1:14  and John 14:6  "I am the way the truth and the life, no one comes to the father but through Me".  That was all well and good and real nice and churchey, but didn't really mean squat to her.  You see even the demons believe in God, (not that she was a demon) but don't pledge their allegiance to Him.  So I asked her - out of all the religions of the world, why did you choose to follow Buddha?  She pondered for a second searching the sky for an answer, and in an almost  unconvincing answer said - harmonics.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally I like to believe that the Creator of all things (my God) would have more than just harmonics. He died, rose again like He said He would and fulfilled umpteen prophecies while He spent time with us as a human.   We talked about how the bible is a history book, and that Jesus was either who He claimed to be, or He was an all out liar and a bad person.   She just smiled and said that we don't "completely understand" Him.  Then Ryan started quoting from Deuteronomy.  Deuteronomy!  Come on Ryan, we weren't ready for that one.  How even His disciples questioned Him and his ideas and parables.  It was an awesome dialogue.  It was obvious that our road to heaven was a different one than theirs.  Harmonics or a living, breathing, dead raising, life giving God.   I didn't expect to change their minds that afternoon, but maybe, just maybe a seed was planted.  Left for the Holy Spirit to water.  We left with smiles on our faces as we continued our trek through the park and downtown.  We had brought the horses to the edge of the water, but it wasn't our job to make them drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that afternoon we talked to a couple of street vendors about everything from surfing, selling cars, weird looking bicycles (that they had poured ridiculous amounts of money into&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that still looked "ridiculous"&lt;/span&gt;)  and Jesus.  We shook hands and said our goodbyes and good days.  There was no one that was offended that day.  You see it's about being authentic like Jesus and meeting the lost at their home, at their campus, at their park.  I had a great time talking with Brianne and Ryan, and they were totally down with what we had to say.   I pray they realize that Jesus Christ is "thee" only way to heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope they drink the water someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acts 5:42&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-9022457814752926606?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/03/buddha-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/Sbh_aTwJGCI/AAAAAAAAATU/h8Sp3roXDss/s72-c/ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-3667235035953576781</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T10:29:06.881-08:00</atom:updated><title>Why Is It?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SZRpB8shyDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Uf5ustnqhno/s1600-h/questionmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SZRpB8shyDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Uf5ustnqhno/s320/questionmark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301978143515592754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that a 20 dollar bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi- font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;seems like such a large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;amount when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you donate it to church, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;such a small amount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when you go shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that 2 hours seem so long when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you're at church, and how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;short they seem when you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;watching a good movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that you can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;find a word to say when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you're praying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but you have no trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;thinking what to talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it so difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and boring it is to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;one chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of the Bible, but how easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it is to read 100 pages of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a popular novel or fiction book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wants front-row-tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to concerts or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;games, but they do whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is possible to sit at the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;row in Church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that we need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;know about an event for Church 2-3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;weeks before the day so we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;include it in our agenda, but we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;adjust it for other events at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the last minute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it so difficult to share Jesus Christ with others, but so easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to talk about anything else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;including gossip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that we hardly ever question what the media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;says, but we question the inerrant word of God, The Bible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wants a place in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heaven, but they don't want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to believe, do, or say anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that we expect Jesus to provide for us, when we sit around and do nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is so easy to spend time doing your favorite hobby, but so difficult spending time with God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it so easy to justify spending money on trivial excessive items for yourself, but so difficult spending money on a meal, or a wool hat for the homeless person who sits on the corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it that we continue to do the same things, yet long for and expect different results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it so easy for us to talk about doing something great, and puff ourselves up, but so hard for us to actually do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/350008872198276013-3667235035953576781?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SZRpB8shyDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Uf5ustnqhno/s72-c/questionmark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-775143985116782138</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T10:22:51.517-08:00</atom:updated><title>Stained Glass Masquerade</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYx_xwPM1hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yxgKdtuNRVo/s1600-h/masq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYx_xwPM1hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yxgKdtuNRVo/s320/masq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299751354247206418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there anyone that fails&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that falls&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems so strong&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll soon discover&lt;br /&gt;That I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too&lt;br /&gt;So with a painted grin, I play the part again&lt;br /&gt;So everyone will see me the way that I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;br /&gt;But if the invitation's open&lt;br /&gt;To every heart that has been broken&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain&lt;br /&gt;On our stained glass masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who's been there&lt;br /&gt;Are there any hands to raise&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who's traded&lt;br /&gt;In the altar for a stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance is convincing&lt;br /&gt;And we know every line by heart&lt;br /&gt;Only when no one is watching&lt;br /&gt;Can we really fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would it set me free&lt;br /&gt;If I dared to let you see&lt;br /&gt;The truth behind the person&lt;br /&gt;That you imagine me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your arms be open&lt;br /&gt;Or would you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Would the love of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Be enough to make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics from Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-775143985116782138?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/02/stained-glass-masquerade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYx_xwPM1hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/yxgKdtuNRVo/s72-c/masq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-722982411004707179</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T12:40:55.448-08:00</atom:updated><title>Who's Praying For Me?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYnQQsmCNRI/AAAAAAAAASs/IBbrhe37KYc/s1600-h/ProphetSeries1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYnQQsmCNRI/AAAAAAAAASs/IBbrhe37KYc/s320/ProphetSeries1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298995421845271826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16 There's been a lot of crap going on lately.  In the world and in my home.  Distractions are rampant and keep me from Jesus.  Yes, that's my fault, and yes, it shows where my priorities lie, but the distractions are usually subtle attacks that I don't even realize until the end of the day, or the next morning.  Satan doesn't need to bring a full on frontal beating or a golf club in the back of the knees to knock me off track.  Most of the time it's anything that has distracted me enough to keep me away from time with Jesus.  I could not handle my situation (life) right now without complete faith that He knows what He's doing.  Couldn't - Nada.  Jesus is in complete control, even if I don't like what's going on right now.  And really I don't.  But is this our test?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are times for us as Christians to shine and show our faith.  Not just talk about it, but express it, live it out like we actually believe what we talk about.  Don't just speak the well rehearsed Christian-eese lip service.  What greater example in these hard times than for people to see Jesus in our eyes, like a reflection in a mirror.  People - we talk about not having an opportunity - but in reality we have opportunities every day!  It's whether or not we seize those opportunities.  We are lazy, and have more excuses than  Mickey D's has fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the really cool thing though.  Jesus Christ - thee Jesus Christ - is praying for you today. Everyday.  That just blew me away this morning when I was reading John 17.  And as sit here correcting all my spelling errors, it continues to sink in deeper.  It's stinkin awesome! Really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what Jesus is praying to His Father about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Jesus Prays for His Disciples&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-26758" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray for them&lt;/span&gt;. I am not praying for the world, but for those you have given me, for they are yours. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26759" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;All I have is yours, and all you have is mine. And glory has come to me through them. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26760" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;I will remain in the world no longer, but they are still in the world, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name&lt;/span&gt;—the name you gave me—so that they may be one as we are one. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26761" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;While I was with them, I protected them and kept them safe by that name you gave me. None has been lost except the one doomed to destruction so that Scripture would be fulfilled. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26762" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;"I am coming to you now, but I say these things while I am still in the world, so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that they may have the full measure of my joy within them&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26763" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;I have given them your word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26764" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them &lt;/span&gt;from the evil one. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26765" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26766" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;Sanctify them by the truth; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your word is truth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26767" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world. &lt;span id="en-NIV-26768" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For them I sanctify myself, that they too may be truly sanctified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Wow!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;I think I can make it now.  I do feel the full measure of His joy.  I'm being prayed for by Jesus himself?!  wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-722982411004707179?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/02/whos-praying-for-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SYnQQsmCNRI/AAAAAAAAASs/IBbrhe37KYc/s72-c/ProphetSeries1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-2584074873724864332</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 06:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-27T22:39:24.707-08:00</atom:updated><title>Take Action</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SX_9juZURMI/AAAAAAAAASk/Va3bVaUbWU4/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SX_9juZURMI/AAAAAAAAASk/Va3bVaUbWU4/s320/homeless.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296230477002458306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Dear friends, do you think you'll get anywhere in this if you learn all the right words but never do anything? Does merely talking about faith indicate that a person really has it? For instance, you come upon an old friend dressed in rags and half-starved and say, "Good morning, friend! Be clothed in Christ! Be filled with the Holy Spirit!" and walk off without providing so much as a coat or a cup of soup—where does that get you? Isn't it obvious that God-talk without God-acts is outrageous nonsense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;James 2: 14-17 (the message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;If anyone among you thinks he is religious, and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his own heart, this one’s religion &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; useless.  Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; to keep oneself unspotted from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;James 1:26-27 (NKJV)&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/350008872198276013-2584074873724864332?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-action.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SX_9juZURMI/AAAAAAAAASk/Va3bVaUbWU4/s72-c/homeless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-407144515787820762</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T12:04:47.667-08:00</atom:updated><title>I Stinkin Love My Kids!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXYt7HmUHvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H-MtGPxcCSg/s1600-h/DSC_3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXYt7HmUHvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H-MtGPxcCSg/s320/DSC_3691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293468905695878898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night around the dinner table, we actually had a family conversation that meant something!  It wasn't the typical inhale your food, leave your dirty dishes on the counter, or table, and bolt for the TV or Facebook.  It was kinda nice.  My kids peeled open a deep theological subject without them even realizing what they were doing.  The ensuing dialogue was awesome to say the least.  My oldest son asked the question, why would God choose only some people to go to heaven and not others?  Then my daughter said, why didn't He just make everybody love Him?  Then my youngest son, not wanting to be left out, said what if someone never heard about Jesus?  Would he go to heaven?  Killer convo going on here.  I perked up in my chair, my ears turned up like Spock, and I made my best attempt to explain these huge questions to a trio of adolescents.  It was like trying to explain which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the question turned to, does Jesus choose us, or do we choose Him?  O.K. now we are entering the Calvinism / Arminianism catechisms.  What?  This is awesome!  I tried to explain that God is God and He is sovereign (what's sovereign mean dad?) yeah - He can do what he wants to us, He created us.  Who are we to tell the creator of something that they don't have the right to do with it what they please.  Simple enough explanation right?  "Well, mom created us, can she just choose if she wants us to live or not, just like God?"  Yes honey sometimes she can.  No, just kidding.  I can just imagine Jesus sitting there in the empty chair next to me with a big ol grin on His face, thinking...well Steve what is your answer gonna be on this one?  I tried to explain that people way smarter than me (way way smarter than me) have discussed, debated, and divided on whether Jesus chooses us or we choose His free gift.  I also told them that they don't have to lose sleep over it, because they know for sure Jesus is in their hearts.  Ask Him which it is when you get there, but don't lose any sleep over it.  You've already got the golden ticket Charlie.  Once we know we are saved we need to work on our sanctification process.  Sancti - what process?  Getting closer to God, and letting Him be the ruler, and leader of our lives.  To build an awesome relationship with Him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was so great last night.  About as great as the Cardinals making it to the Superbowl!  Actually a little greater than that.  I am so stoked that I know where my kids are going, and that they are starting to learn why they believe what they believe.  Not just because that's what their parents believe, but starting to create their own identity.  Thank you Jesus for choosing me to be the father of these three kids.  I stinkin love my kids!&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/350008872198276013-407144515787820762?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-stinkin-love-my-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXYt7HmUHvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H-MtGPxcCSg/s72-c/DSC_3691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-2621718289764273239</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 18:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T12:37:28.063-08:00</atom:updated><title>Get Lit</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXN0SQI_7vI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1gnca51f_c/s1600-h/match.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXN0SQI_7vI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1gnca51f_c/s320/match.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292701844009643762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this for a few days, so I thought I would just write it down.  Now some of you may say to this post - Duh - but just here me out, because this is really cool in perspective.  Jesus talks many times in the bible about being the light, whether it is in reference to Himself, or us.  The cool thing I was thinking about is that darkness can NEVER overtake light.  You may say, "sure it can"  if you snuff out the light, it becomes dark.  Right?  True.  However; the only reason it becomes dark, is because you have removed the light.  What about nightfall when it gets dark?  The sun has been removed, that's why it became dark.  Not because the darkness of night overpowered the sun.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk into a dark room with a flashlight or candle and try to make it so dark that it blots out the light.  You can't!  But the light will always pierce the darkness.  It always wins.  Light can certainly overtake the darkness.  This is cool to me because as I apply it to Jesus, it tells me that He (being the light) will always win.  He will always overtake the darkness, or evil, because He is the light.  He is the source of light.  One other really cool thing to note:  The darker it gets - the brighter your light becomes.  I know you heard the light / dark thing as a kid in Sunday School, but hey!  It's not rocket science, or some deep theological breakthrough, I just thought it was cool.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-2621718289764273239?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/get-lit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SXN0SQI_7vI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1gnca51f_c/s72-c/match.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-465935475209680971</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 17:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T09:47:23.951-08:00</atom:updated><title>Be The Man!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SW91v8WtVjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yBEu1M3KVPs/s1600-h/theman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SW91v8WtVjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yBEu1M3KVPs/s320/theman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291577553699296818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are tougher now than I have ever seen them in my lifetime.  I'm 45.  The one constant is Jesus.  If I don't embrace Him now, I will never persevere through this.  It's time for me to man up, but that is easier said than done.  What do I mean?  I mean it is difficult being the leader and head of the household right now.  When the economy is good and we all get to eat at Cold Stone once a month, take the fam to a movie and buy those extra shoes that you don't need, things seem to run more on auto pilot without to many hiccups.  When times are rough (like now) it takes more to be the man.  There is a lot of responsibility put on us men that are husbands and fathers.  Not just from society, but from God himself.  We are supposed to be the leaders, the thinkers, the providers, the care takers, and the rock for our families.  When everything else crumbles and goes to hell, we are the ones that our family looks to for strength, guidance, and assurance that they are going to be alright.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could say "no problem, I'm there"  but I can't.  We as men have to fully embrace and surrender to Jesus to help us get through "it."  I'm not asking for Jesus to take this away from us, I'm just asking for His help to get us through it.  I believe you will do one of two things.  Fold your tent and get in line for government cheese, or become stronger because of it.  If you fold your tent, you have turned your back on God.  Some days it's tough to keep it together in front of my family.  As men we are (as John Eldridge says) "posers"  "How's it going Steve" "good!"  Liar.  We internalize so much that we either explode or implode.  Usually we explode on our families, and implode with a bottle.  My son had a question posed to him - when do you feel closest to Jesus?  I think now my logical answer would be when I am with Him.  I am with Him when I am in prayer  and reading my bible.  I ask myself that same question regarding my family.  Or reverse it and ask the reciprocal of the question - when do you feel most distant? When you aren't with them spending quality time.  You will either shun Him or run to Him, which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a men's night a few weeks back we were given dog tags imprinted with LIVE PURE, SPEAK TRUTH, RIGHT WRONGS, FOLLOW THE KING.  What a great set of parameters to adhere to as men.  If we can remember those simple things, we as men will automatically draw closer to Jesus, and we will make it through this and be the men that He wants us and expects us to be.  Get close to God, and He will get close to you.  Nobody puts it better than the great philosopher Phil Knight - "Just Do It"  Thank you Jesus for all that you do for me.  You are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-465935475209680971?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SW91v8WtVjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yBEu1M3KVPs/s72-c/theman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-3611889284575896996</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T10:44:09.242-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fishing With Satan!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWZFrDQB3kI/AAAAAAAAARw/bdJFsbCdV-E/s1600-h/fishhook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWZFrDQB3kI/AAAAAAAAARw/bdJFsbCdV-E/s320/fishhook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288991418302455362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; love to fish.  I mean I really love to fish.  Sometimes I go alone, and sometimes with a buddy of mine.  But I would never dream of going fishing with Satan.  Would I?  When I go fishing by myself, I stand in the river looking at all of God's creation and get sucked in to a one on one time with my Creator, Friend, King, Savior etc.  It's an awesome time of reflection and bewilderment at the same time.  Reflection on how mighty and awesome He really is!  Bewilderment in the fact that I can't even come close to understanding Him.  The main points yes, the gray areas, no way.  Why so much grace for a wretch like me?  I have a hard time fathoming that, but I like it.  Why do bad things happen to good people?  Not sure on that one either.  I have some ideas, but trying to figure out God is like trying to do a Rubik's cube blindfolded with one hand.  But fishing with my God is an awesome thing.  It's real, it's authentic, and it's meaningful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When you go fishing you are trying to trick the fish or fool them into something that is not what it seems.  You are "deceiving" them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fishing with Satan?  Satan is a great fisherman.  Probably the best.   He knows just what bait to use for each and every one of us, and most of us can't refuse it.  Once we bite down, it's hard to break free.  We nibble at the bait he's tempted us with.  Satan is the master deceiver, and gives us counterfeit bait i.e. love, significance, and security to name a few.   These tempting baited hooks take the form of money, porn, toys, power etc.  We bite down hard, and the hook sinks in deep.  Quite often, once the hook is set, he reels us in and lands us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can avoid being hooked by knowing what kind of "bait" he is using.  We do this by knowing what is real and what is not.  We do this by enhancing our relationship with the real fisher of men -Jesus Christ.  If we do not invite Jesus to take complete control of our lives, we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be deceived, and we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; take the bait.  Know the truth.  Know Jesus better.&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/350008872198276013-3611889284575896996?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/fishing-with-satan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWZFrDQB3kI/AAAAAAAAARw/bdJFsbCdV-E/s72-c/fishhook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-4699354006315230853</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-07T08:27:13.324-08:00</atom:updated><title>2009 - The Year of the Nipple...again?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWTWYo8us0I/AAAAAAAAARo/eaYjXzJV8DE/s1600-h/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWTWYo8us0I/AAAAAAAAARo/eaYjXzJV8DE/s320/bottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288587581237146434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2009 already!  I can still remember the panic leading up to Y2K, and that was nine years ago?!! Wow!  Well I for one am not big on New Years resolutions, because they hardly ever work, but I do think that the beginning of the year is a great time to assess or reassess what we can do or do better for the new year.  One of the areas to focus on is our spiritual growth.  For those who call themselves "Christians" or "Christ followers" it's time to stop sucking on the nipple. People who have been self proclaimed Christians for awhile, take this year as an opportunity to grow in maturity.  Make this the year that you wean yourself from the nipple and start to eat some real food.  Solid food. Steak!   Take this year to step out of your comfort zone and connect with Jesus where He is.  He lives outside our comfort zone most of the time, and we find excuse after excuse why we can't meet Him there.  How long can we continue to be satisfied with just milk?  Do you really want to be an infant your whole life?  Sadly, some do, and they like it that way.  No worries, just get my milk, burp, and go back to sleep. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really see the face of Jesus and his character when we break free of the nipple and start to grow up.  We all have teeth now, so none of us should be continuing to nurse anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is solid food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me it's more than just an hour a week sitting with your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more than just a prayer when you need something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more than reading your Bible "once in awhile".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more than agreeing with someone who has a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS getting involved in our community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS digging into God's word on a regular basis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS changing your habits that are contrary to the nature of Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS learning about Jesus in ways you never knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It IS everything that brings you closer to Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008 sucked for alot of people.  In my life it sucked financially, but it also brought me closer to Jesus.  That doesn't suck.  2009 is a year of opportunity.  An opportunity to build a closer relationship with Jesus.  It's really a no-brainer, He says draw close to me, and I will draw close to you.  So what's the excuse for 2009?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Break free of the nipple this year.&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/350008872198276013-4699354006315230853?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-year-of-nippleagain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SWTWYo8us0I/AAAAAAAAARo/eaYjXzJV8DE/s72-c/bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-1252637503544463582</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T20:10:08.677-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fish Guts &amp; Disobedience</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SUsbOuWLagI/AAAAAAAAARg/cMJwo0XluV8/s1600-h/Humpback-whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SUsbOuWLagI/AAAAAAAAARg/cMJwo0XluV8/s320/Humpback-whale.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281344927795210754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been intrigued by Jonah.  You know the guy that got sucked up by a big fish, then puked back up on the beach.  Imagine looking for shells and looking up and seeing that!   But really, this is the story about someone who heard what God was saying, and decided to run.  He knew loud and clear what God was telling him to do, but wanted absolutely no part of it, so he ran and hid from God.  Or so he tried.  You can't really "hide" from God.  And you can't really tell Him no thank you.  He will be heard, and He will have the final say.  Jonah came to his senses after three (very long) days in a stinky old fish belly.   He probably didn't get a lot of sleep, and had plenty of time to plead with God and realize his lack of obedience.  God spared his life, and Jonah went on to Nineveh.  A place he hated, and wished God would punish for what it had become, instead of giving them a second chance.  The story continues and has Jonah prophesying to the Ninevites, and over 120,000 DO repent!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you running from God?  Is there something you have flat out told Him No!  Let this be a lesson to all of us to listen and heed God when He calls.  I doubt we will get swallowed by a big stinky fish, but he could get our attention in many other ways.  You can decide what that might be.  We are all Jonah-vites, and run from God.  Don't we?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your Nineveh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-1252637503544463582?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/12/fish-guts-disobedience.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SUsbOuWLagI/AAAAAAAAARg/cMJwo0XluV8/s72-c/Humpback-whale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-8113201326267204041</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T09:40:37.841-08:00</atom:updated><title>How Dare You Say Christmas!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/ST_-WYclP0I/AAAAAAAAARY/UiQvv3voMJw/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/ST_-WYclP0I/AAAAAAAAARY/UiQvv3voMJw/s320/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278216948774420290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's that time of year again, and it wouldn't be complete without the usual annual Christmas bashers.  I know, it's ridiculous, but it happens every year.  And seemingly every year it gets worse, and we become increasingly calloused towards the Christ bashers.  I've become more numb to the ramped up anti Jesus sentiment, and as I reflect on Christmas, it just pisses me off to see how our society is so dumbed down by the media and all the squeaky wheels.  For example.  The Holiday Tree.  It's a freakin Christmas Tree!  What other holiday do you specifically put your tree up for?  If there was not a Christmas, would you put it up for New Years?  You don't put it up before Thanksgiving, unless you're some kind of compulsive Christmas gnome or something.  So really, it is a "Christmas" tree.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, what day does everyone (except JW's) celebrate?  December 25th.  Right?!  What does your calendar say for December 25th?  Christmas?  Duh?  Is it offensive to say Merry Christmas?  No.  Not unless you have some real character issues.  If someone says Happy Kwanzaa, or Happy Hanukkah, I don't go crying to my mom, or call the newspaper with complaints of unfairness, or offensive-ness.  Grow up!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, some people don't believe in the birth of Jesus.  But they still open their presents on December 25th and say "good morning kids!  Merry Holiday!"  Come on, give me a break.  Now my kids have "winter break" and "winter or holiday pageants."  I get offended when my kids have to watch a certain movie of read a certain book at school.  But I don't dress up like an idiot and storm city hall, or dig a cave and hide out with a full supply of can goods.  It doesn't surprise me, but it frustrates me.  So this Christmas season, when your sucking on one of those delicious candy canes...enjoy it!  Open your presents, have a great day!  But also remember that Jesus is the reason for the season.  Use yourself and your children to be a light and a sounding board for Jesus this year.   It's a birthday celebration for baby Jesus.  Don't let anyone bring you down this year.  Smile and love on them and tell them Merry "stinkin" Christmas!  &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/350008872198276013-8113201326267204041?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-dare-you-say-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/ST_-WYclP0I/AAAAAAAAARY/UiQvv3voMJw/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-5276651763925894896</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-08T21:44:50.062-08:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Really Believe What You Really Believe?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STstsDb49GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/C8GEVR6-TyI/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STstsDb49GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/C8GEVR6-TyI/s320/faith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276861623254447202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.  This post starts with Jesus, because everything should start with Him.  &lt;div&gt;This week my faith was tested big time.  I'm not talking about the faith that comes from being pretty sure something is going to happen, but the kind where you just say - there's no freakin way this can happen.  Like the Cubs winning the world series!  Or Ted Kennedy turning Republican! Just can't happen.  This week is a testament to the power of our God and one souls unshakable faith. This post goes out with a fist pound and a double high five to my Jesus, because he rocks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of the week I needed a large sum of money to pay an even larger business bill.  The beginning of the week started with no work on the books.  (We have a home inspection business) On Monday my wife (killer lady) and I got on our knees and prayed, and prayed, and prayed some more.  I fasted that day.  Monday afternoon I got a call to do a job.  A big job! Paid alot of money in one day. The next day I had an inspection scheduled and got a call the night before from the realtor who said they had to cancel the inspection for tomorrow.  Our client lost her job that day.  When it rains it pours.  The next day I got a call to do another job.  And on Friday afternoon I got a call from a realtor asking if I could do a job on Saturday.  Are you kidding me!  The night before we had just sold my wife's snowboard and boots on craigslist.  Do you see God working here people!?  This evening I totalled up the dollars for the week, and we had 60 dollars extra!  Understand that this is happening in December.  Traditionally the worst month of the year for us.  Tell me there's not a God in heaven, and I'll tell you we don't have a black man for president.  Un-stinkin-believable.  Want more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to write our tithe check tonight also.   When we figured the total.  We had 2 dollars left over in that account!  Can you hear me jumping up and down!  Oh, we serve a mighty and awesome God.   I believe with all of my heart completely that there is nothing Jeus can't do.  I really do beleive that.  If you really believe what you really believe, you will have that mustard seed. Thank you to all who threw up their prayers this week.  Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350008872198276013-5276651763925894896?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-really-believe-what-you-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STstsDb49GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/C8GEVR6-TyI/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-8937217465865854053</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T14:00:29.440-08:00</atom:updated><title>I am Thankful</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STmkU-jJB5I/AAAAAAAAARI/I27Z-5IJ5cQ/s1600-h/hand2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STmkU-jJB5I/AAAAAAAAARI/I27Z-5IJ5cQ/s320/hand2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276429118735976338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the roof over my head.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for the food in my cupboards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful that no one can take my car away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for clean water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for my wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for my awesome kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful that my family is going to heaven someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for my brothers and sisters in Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mostly, I am thankful for Jesus Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/350008872198276013-8937217465865854053?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-thankful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/STmkU-jJB5I/AAAAAAAAARI/I27Z-5IJ5cQ/s72-c/hand2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-7408506602827107679</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T15:39:48.980-08:00</atom:updated><title>Starbucks is in the (RED)!!</title><description>I do love my Starbucks coffee, but now I love it even more.  My heart cries for the orphans and AIDS victims of Africa.  Here is the best reason to date to buy your  half caf triple pump shot double non fat soy whip thing at Starbucks!  Yeah yeah, i know some of you out there will still B&amp;amp;M about the "corporate" giants, but millions of dollars is just that - millions of dollars!  Here is the article from the November 3rd post at (BLOG) RED.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header" style="font: normal normal normal 78%/1.4em 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.2em; color: rgb(98, 97, 97); margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;MONDAY, NOVEMBER 03, 2008&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="post" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); padding-bottom: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;a name="7261398551640626349"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title"  style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(204, 0, 51); font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Starbucks is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;(RED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u236/productred/DSC_1202.jpg" width="422" height="298" style="padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); " /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Starbucks announced that they are partnering with (PRODUCT)&lt;sup&gt;RED&lt;/sup&gt;, making an historic multi-year commitment that will give millions of people the opportunity to generate millions of dollars for the Global Fund and save the lives of thousands of Africans living with HIV and AIDS. This surprise announcement was made by Starbucks CEO Howard Schulz on a stage before an audience of more than 10,000 Starbucks partner employees who had come from all over the world for an arena-sized company meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Schulz said the words and the audience saw the (Starbucks)&lt;sup&gt;RED&lt;/sup&gt; logo, there was an immediate and deafening cheer from the Starbucks partners. (And this was before they found out that (RED) founder Bono was backstage, waiting to meet them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing moment for us because it was so clear that Starbucks and their partner employees were ALREADY (RED)—(RED) 10,000 times over. They know that their company can change the world. When Bono challenged them to join the front-lines in the fight against HIV and AIDS by turning their own stores (RED), they were out of their seats again and ready to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting on November 28th, those same Starbucks partners will be unveiling (Starbucks)&lt;sup&gt;RED&lt;/sup&gt; Holiday Exclusives—every time you buy one, a nickel goes to The Global Fund. And Starbucks makes a lot of coffee, giving all of you the chance to turn those nickels into millions of dollars just by choosing (RED). And the (RED) products will just keep on coming at Starbucks so that you can keep on doing something good every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve gotten to know some amazing people at Starbucks while planning this partnership. This week, we met 10,000 more. Okay, so you know how big Starbucks is…but you may not know how committed they are to making the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Did you know that all 10,000 of them volunteered to rebuild homes in New Orleans this week? They did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Did you know that they made an announcement this week to double the amount of Fair Trade coffee beans they buy each year to 40 million pounds? They did that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all part of their core values—they call it SHARED PLANET. We call it SHA&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;(RED)&lt;/span&gt; PLANET—some of the best coffee beans Starbucks buys come from countries in Africa that are faced with the threat of HIV and AIDS every day. Now, you can help them do something about it, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all the store managers gathered together was a reminder that Starbucks isn’t just a big company, it’s also the actual person who makes you your coffee every day. Yesterday, that person joined (RED) and for the price of a cup of coffee, you can too. Coming this holiday season to a corner near you… BUY (RED) COFFEE, SAVE LIVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); padding-bottom: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u236/productred/SBUX2CP193-1.jpg" style="padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); " /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks and (RED) today announced a multi-year partnership that will give coffee lovers a chance to do good every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the holiday season, Starbucks will contribute five cents from the sale of any of (Starbucks) RED Exclusive beverage (the three beverages that make up the Starbucks popular holiday trio) at all of their US and Canadian stores to the Global Fund to invest in AIDS programs in Africa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“(RED) is making remarkable progress in the worldwide effort to address AIDS in Africa,” said Howard Schultz, Starbucks chairman, president and CEO. “We have a deep partnership with coffee growing regions in Africa. We are proud to partner with our customers to contribute toward an AIDS-free Africa.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schultz joined Bono, co-founder of (RED), for today’s announcement in front of 10,000 Starbucks partners (employees) at the company's 2008 Leadership Conference in New Orleans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“(RED) is coming to a corner near you thanks to Starbucks. I’m very excited to be able to say that,” said Bono, co-founder of (RED). “The business of Starbucks with roots in Africa and branches all over the world is an ideal fit for (RED). It’s pretty mind-blowing to think that millions of people can buy (RED) going about their daily lives and in doing so raise millions of dollars to fight AIDS in Africa. That’s not a bad hit from your caffeine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Starbucks) RED Exclusive Holiday beverages go on sale November 27, 2008 and continue through January 2, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/350008872198276013-7408506602827107679?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/11/starbucks-is-in-red.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350008872198276013.post-4429408093701975700</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T22:43:26.260-08:00</atom:updated><title>Just One can make a difference</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SSJgZ_sULtI/AAAAAAAAARA/bdE1EJ_8m6s/s1600-h/justone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SSJgZ_sULtI/AAAAAAAAARA/bdE1EJ_8m6s/s320/justone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880513687203538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a record night for our "church within a church" that we call Journey.  On any given Sunday evening we have between 70-80 people.  Last night we were just under 130.  All this growth is organic.  It's really cool.  As long as we continue to not lose sight of our focus which is Jesus - period - we will glorify Him and the numbers will continue to grow naturally.  It was our last night in our "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What If&lt;/span&gt;" series.  Our focus was on what if we really served the world.  Our guest speaker was Greg Russinger from &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.just4one.org/images/header_tcmd.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.just4one.org/trashcan.html&amp;amp;usg=__CUfzQz5hOG348uUAdoTOAcmOFWM=&amp;amp;h=155&amp;amp;w=438&amp;amp;sz=42&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=9&amp;amp;sig2=NX7JIr6Z_YJGWs7OOL_KlQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=5Mk-F2v6aS3ZCM:&amp;amp;tbnh=45&amp;amp;tbnw=127&amp;amp;ei=7F8iSfikMJWUsAOHhcXDCA&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Djust4one%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1C1GGLS_enUS291%26sa%3DG"&gt;Just One&lt;/a&gt;, an organization designed and committed to end social injustice, i.e. poverty, orphans, and specifically last night - human trafficking.  It was a real eye opener, and even though our service went almost 2 1/2 hours, no one seemed to notice.  The Spirit was on the move.  You see Greg hangs out where Jesus would be hanging out.  With the Lost.  Jesus operated / operates where it's messy.  Our culture, our world is messy.  So ask yourself, as an employee for Jesus, where do you spend your time with the gifts and talents  He gave you?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How does a doctor heal the well?  About as well as we Christians can add life to our brothers and sisters.  If we are not engaged with the lost, then we might as well be fired.  If a doctor got paid for only engaging well people, he would most certainly lose his job!  Right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, I was totally stoked and convicted at the same time.  Stoked to see the growth last night, and convicted that I wasn't doing enough to serve the world.  So tonight I was going over some notes I took at an Exponential conference last April in Orlando.  Here are a few the notes I jotted down regarding doing church right.  It's a good litmus test to see if we (Journey) are still on task - still have the right focus - still taking the right steps to further engage and grow the Kingdom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Follow Jesus' lead.  He sets the primary template. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The "church" comes out of missionary engagement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The recovery of discipleship should be a core task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Our movement/growth can grow only in proportion to our disciples! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Expand your disciples &amp;amp; expand your movement/growth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to recover, or rediscover, the apostolic movement.  To do that we need to cultivate missionally responsive, culturally adaptive, organizationally agile, multiplicituous people.  In short, we need to mobilize the people of God.  Own up to our missional responsibilities.  We need not only to produce, but to reproduce.   Employ missional leadership. &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tools/printerFriendly.cfm?b=Eph&amp;amp;c=4&amp;amp;t=NIV&amp;amp;x=7&amp;amp;y=9"&gt;(Eph.4) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tools/printerFriendly.cfm?b=Eph&amp;amp;c=4&amp;amp;t=NIV&amp;amp;x=7&amp;amp;y=9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now understand what I am saying here.  I am not saying it's all about numbers.  What I am trying to say is that this is what we should be doing regardless.  The question we have to ask ourselves is - are we?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After last night at Journey it was evident that our ever increasing "movement" is indeed doing just that - moving.  I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; believe we are on the right track, and that our focus is still ALL ABOUT JESUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reminds me of what Jesus says in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revelation 22&lt;/span&gt; - Behold, I am coming soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are YOU moving?  He is coming you know.   Soon!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/350008872198276013-4429408093701975700?l=steve-soldout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steve-soldout.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-one-can-make-difference.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steve)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EM1dt3FjJmE/SSJgZ_sULtI/AAAAAAAAARA/bdE1EJ_8m6s/s72-c/justone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>