<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861</id><updated>2011-11-12T13:53:54.373-05:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='Salvations'/><category term='False Teachers'/><category term='Visitation'/><category term='Power of Weakness'/><category term='Tragedy'/><category term='Cowboys'/><category term='Deliverance'/><category term='Apologetics'/><category term='Clemson'/><category term='Translation'/><category term='John'/><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='Sorrow'/><category term='Sermon Audio'/><category term='Patience'/><category 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Me'/><category term='Belief'/><category term='Salvation'/><category term='Repentance'/><category term='Children&apos;s Ministry'/><category term='Preaching'/><category term='Sanctification'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Giving'/><category term='Fall Events'/><category term='Atheism'/><category term='Coping'/><category term='My Muse is Dead'/><category term='Elderly'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Golden Rule'/><category term='Legalism'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='30 Something'/><category term='Sunday Message'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Ava Grace'/><category term='Community Outreach'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Pastoral Ministry'/><title type='text'>Rural American Pastor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6993420601196362247</id><published>2008-07-28T22:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:54:10.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The End of the Blogspot Blog'/><title type='text'>This blog really is no more...</title><content type='html'>If you stop by and read this or that, then thanks so much.  Technically this isn't my active blog any longer.  If you want to check out the current blog, then stop by &lt;a href="http://ruralamericanpastor.wordpress.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (ruralamericanpastor.wordpress.com).  Happy surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6993420601196362247?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6993420601196362247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6993420601196362247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6993420601196362247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6993420601196362247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-blog-really-is-no-more.html' title='This blog really is no more...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8138481258772288934</id><published>2008-02-19T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:12:18.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorrow'/><title type='text'>What Repentance is NOT</title><content type='html'>You've sinned.  You realize it.  You do not excuse it.  You are ready to admit it.  The only right and proper Christian response to sin is repentance.  Unfortunately, we are not clear on what repentance is and is not, and so it is too common that we do not really repent of our sins.  I want to briefly sketch out some common misconceptions of repentance to help distinguish true repentance from false.  First, repentance is not just being sorry.  We've all seen and been the person who gets into sin, realizes the error, and feels really bad about it.  Maybe we even cry over it.  We're eaten up by guilt.  We feel very ashamed, and we're immediately sorry we sinned.  BUT, we don't need to confuse sorrow with repentance.  It will many times accompany and precede repentance, but it is not the same.  Paul says "Godly sorrow leads to repentance."  See that?  Real, godly sorrow is not the same as repentance, but should lead us to repent.  You can feel sorry, and still not repent.  Second, repentance is not the same as confession.  When I confess my sins, I am essentially agreeing with God that my sin is sin.  We're saying to God, "You call what I've done a sin, and I must now do the same."  The Bible says that if we confess our sins, that God is faithful and just and will forgive them.  Yet one might confess sin, and still not repent.  Again it is a part of repentance, but not the same as repentance.  We begin by recognizing our sin as sin, calling it that, and making a confession of it to the Lord.  Last, repentance is not just a firm resolve not to engage in that act of sin anymore.  How many times have you sinned, felt guilty, confessed it to God, and then put your foot down that this will never happen again?  Until it does happen again.  Then we make another firm resolution that lasts until it ends.  We should never be too impressed with our firm resolve.  I'm pretty certain God isn't.  Real repentance is not resolve though it includes resolve.  Do you not love posts that tell you all about what something is not, without telling you what something is?  Well, today that's what you get!  A post about what something isn't, but not what it is.  I will continue this post later, and look briefly at what real repentance is. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8138481258772288934?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8138481258772288934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8138481258772288934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8138481258772288934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8138481258772288934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-repentance-is-not.html' title='What Repentance is NOT'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-9215837675008714097</id><published>2008-02-12T23:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:12:56.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Website'/><title type='text'>LMB Church Web Update</title><content type='html'>The church website has been updated today.  It was freshened up a bit.  I added a new article that is really an old article from the other blog, called Sin Killers.  I really like the new template and if you check it out, let me know what you think. &lt;a href="http://lmbchurch.net/"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; the link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-9215837675008714097?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/9215837675008714097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=9215837675008714097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/9215837675008714097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/9215837675008714097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/lmb-church-web-update.html' title='LMB Church Web Update'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6844496172013133219</id><published>2008-02-12T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:24:27.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Muse is Dead'/><title type='text'>A Dry Inkwell</title><content type='html'>In the old days of writing (I say that as a 30 year old who has NEVER studied this subject matter before!) one had to have a pen and an inkwell.  The pen didn't have built in ink like we do today, and of course there were no word processors or typewriters.  So you take the pen, dip it in the ink, and write until the ink was off the pen.  Then you repeat again and again until finished.  This might continue for a while until you run out of ink.  And "in the old days" the writer would exclaim loudly, "My ink's run dry!"  (I TOTALLY made that last part up; I don't know if they said that, but they should have).  What is the point of this post?  My inkwell has run dry.  I don't have any ink in my brain right now, and can think of absolutely nothing to say (hence the absurdity of this post).  It's been quite a while since I've gone this long with nothing to post, but forgive me, don't go away forever.  I told someone today that I typically force myself to write.  So I log on, click new post, and write; many times without an idea already in mind.  Sometimes I like it and post it.  Sometimes I reread it and immediately hit delete (something I'm tempted to do right now).  Sometimes I just stare...........................................  The last one, the staring option, has been where I've been for a week now.  So, some day very soon, I will begin thinking again, and posting again, and will not be so sleepy that my thoughts drip like a broken faucet.  Until then...may your ink never run dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6844496172013133219?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6844496172013133219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6844496172013133219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6844496172013133219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6844496172013133219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/dry-inkwell.html' title='A Dry Inkwell'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1442405377020740745</id><published>2008-02-06T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:07:01.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Harper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collge Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clemson'/><title type='text'>Jamie Harper to Clemson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="361" width="440"&gt;This is the video of Jamie Harper committing to Clemson today.  He was one of the top running back recruits in the country and tops off an already stellar year of recruiting.  Go Tigers!  By the way, Harper blatantly and openly gives thanks to "Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ."  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3233634"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3233634" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1442405377020740745?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1442405377020740745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1442405377020740745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1442405377020740745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1442405377020740745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/jamie-harper-to-clemson.html' title='Jamie Harper to Clemson!'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5236155137521136508</id><published>2008-02-05T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:56:02.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legalism'/><title type='text'>The Christian Safety Patrol</title><content type='html'>This morning before I left for work I sat on the floor with my 2 year old watching the Disney Channel.  In between shows there was this 5 minute cartoon starring 2 Asian-American kids that ride around in what looks like Powerwheels.  They dress ridiculously for their age.  And truthfully they're smarmy little arrogant bratty kids that ride around looking for safety violations.  I mean seriously they are very annoying.  I don't know about kids today, but when I was a kid these guys would have been beat up... frequently.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It got me thinking about people that are always looking for some type of violation to point out in everyone they meet (it was that bad.  no kid was spared their safety violation speech).  I mean Christians.  Everyone they meet gets a mini sermon about why what they're doing is some kind of violation of their understanding of biblical ethics.  These are the legalists.  The modern Pharisees. Known more for what they're against then what they're for.  Christian liberty is exchanged for many rules.  By the way, I am not libertarian in my understanding of Christian obedience to Jesus.  I'm not for doing whatever I feel like doing as long as I say I love Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if these bratty, little twit kids are this annoying to me I can only wonder how annoying the Christian Safety Patrol is to those who don't know Jesus.  Why would we ever give a non-Christian a "ticket" for not acting like a Christian?  What do we expect?&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/7803735177302266861-5236155137521136508?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5236155137521136508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5236155137521136508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5236155137521136508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5236155137521136508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/christian-safety-patrol.html' title='The Christian Safety Patrol'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3461926382775206917</id><published>2008-02-01T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:25:34.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WordPress'/><title type='text'>I'll Just Take Both</title><content type='html'>Loyal readers; as the input came pouring in this week, two comments and two e-mails, I sorted through for literally minutes and have come to this conclusion:  I will post on both blogs.  I have new readers on Wordpress and old Readers on Blogger.  I'll just copy and paste and you go to whichever you like better.  Remember if you have a blogger screen name you may use it on Wordpress and vice versa.  Happy days.  Have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3461926382775206917?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3461926382775206917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3461926382775206917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3461926382775206917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3461926382775206917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/02/ill-just-take-both.html' title='I&apos;ll Just Take Both'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7684982442351512995</id><published>2008-01-28T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:59:11.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 Posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>I said I wouldn't do it, but I couldn't resist.  I noticed today that I've posted 99 times on this blog since it began in September.  So even though I'm technically posting only at WordPress right now, I'm posting the 100th post here today!  Since I began keeping track of visits and visitors (Don't worry I don't know who you are, just where) on December 22nd I've had about 80 unique visitors from 7 different countries, 17 different states from Cali to Florida to Maine and almost 600 page views.  That is very small compared to many blogs, but I can't help but get a bit excited.  Now if you'd just comment more we could actually have discussions like the interesting one going on down the page a ways under "&lt;a href="http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-kids-shows-do-you-wish-would-just.html"&gt;What Kid's Shows do You Wish Would Just Go Away&lt;/a&gt;."  Noelle, if you ever come back and read again, I'm calling you to publicly repent of Dora.  Turn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7684982442351512995?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7684982442351512995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7684982442351512995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7684982442351512995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7684982442351512995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7318693001784185704</id><published>2008-01-23T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:57:06.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Which Blog Do You Like?</title><content type='html'>I am extremely hesitant to do this b/c I've already been blogging on blogger and everyone who reads already knows and is used to this site.  BUT, I've created a sort of "mirror blog" with Wordpress.  I LOVE their templates and it just looks better.  So, for about a week, everything I post will be on Wordpress.  I've already imported all the posts from this blog to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the next few days I will allow open comments without registering, putting your e-mail in, whatever.  You can feel free to post anonymously, I'll never know who you are.  All you have to do is say which you like better.  There is a word verification to prevent spam comments.  It's all very easy.  I NEED your feedback as to which blog format you like better.  This or the wordpress one.  The name is exactly the same except instead of .blogspot.com it is .wordpress.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://ruralamericanpastor.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the link, but comment here on this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7318693001784185704?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7318693001784185704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7318693001784185704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7318693001784185704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7318693001784185704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/which-blog-do-you-like.html' title='Which Blog Do You Like?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2885607191529127549</id><published>2008-01-21T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:38:03.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creek Dunkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5TJ_Ui7qGI/AAAAAAAAALY/9EVzCdpFKAE/s1600-h/Baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5TJ_Ui7qGI/AAAAAAAAALY/9EVzCdpFKAE/s320/Baptism.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157969562930227298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old days at Little Mountain there wasn't a baptistry.  For those of you who don't know what that is, it's a pool of water in the church for baptizing people.  So if you need to be baptized, there isn't anywhere inside the church to do so.  There was a creek where a zoo sits today near the church, and baptisms were performed in the creek.  Here's a photo of the creek, and the baptisms from our booklet, "History of Little Mountain Baptist Church."  Sometimes we long for the "old days," but I have a feeling the creek got a little cold in the winter.  I like my water warm! But it sure makes for a very cool photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2885607191529127549?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2885607191529127549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2885607191529127549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2885607191529127549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2885607191529127549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/creek-dunkin.html' title='Creek Dunkin'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5TJ_Ui7qGI/AAAAAAAAALY/9EVzCdpFKAE/s72-c/Baptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3937410918588055014</id><published>2008-01-20T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T13:37:16.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Corinthians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving'/><title type='text'>Podcast Episode III</title><content type='html'>This is from today's sermon "I Will Cheerfully Give This Year."  It's the third message from the series "I Will Not Waste My Life This Year."  Many Christians believe in a doctrine of money that says, "Money is private.  It's my business.  It's not the business of my church."  It's a sort of separation of church and finances.  In 2 Corinthians Paul shatters that notion saying that money is in fact a very potent resource when used in the right way.  More than that, giving is very much a spiritual matter of the heart.  Click on the title to download the message or go to the sidebar and click the link to go to the Sermon Cloud website to listen or download.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3937410918588055014?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1406&amp;url=http://sermoncloud.monkserve.com/EKK/1406/i-will-cheerfully-give-this-year-episode-3.mp3&amp;mediaBID=71300' title='Podcast Episode III'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3937410918588055014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3937410918588055014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3937410918588055014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3937410918588055014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/podcast-episode-iii.html' title='Podcast Episode III'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2444899320298748863</id><published>2008-01-19T12:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:59:36.375-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Winter Weather</title><content type='html'>If the weather takes a turn for the worse today and tonight you may check the closings/delays at WSPA 7.  In addition I will post here to reflect any decisions that are made in regards to our worship services.  The roads are supposed to be slick and the temperature is not set to rise above freezing until noon tomorrow.  A decisions will be made late tonight or early morning.  Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2444899320298748863?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2444899320298748863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2444899320298748863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2444899320298748863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2444899320298748863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-weather.html' title='Winter Weather'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5698358611828773241</id><published>2008-01-18T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:17:08.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Annoy Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>What Kid's Shows Do You Wish Would Just Go Away?</title><content type='html'>I'm getting home from work and there's some kid's shows that Kate absolutely loves.  I know I liked some very annoying things as a child, but this got me thinking about which shows I REALLY wish would just go away forever.  Here's my top 5 in no specific order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/span&gt; (On right now.  If only Dora never talked it may be decent.  Plus in light of our immigration issues the Spanish is quite annoying also).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diego&lt;/span&gt; the male counterpart to Dora (See above on Dora).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Barney&lt;/span&gt; (Very popular among kid's show bashers, but deservedly so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow Wow Wubzy&lt;/span&gt; (What is this?  Japanese invasion.  I just don't understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Teletubbies&lt;/span&gt; (Possibly the most pointless show ever.  It teaches nothing, they say nothing, and they are very strange and scary little creatures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my top 5.  I could keep going.  The shows are just very bad these days.  It says something that Mr. Rogers is still on television, and that Sesame Street is still kicking.  Some shows have staying power.  Others are trendy and faddish.  If kids are still watching Dora in 10 years I'll be surprised.  I'll also hope I have no little kids!  What are your top 5?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5698358611828773241?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5698358611828773241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5698358611828773241' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5698358611828773241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5698358611828773241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-kids-shows-do-you-wish-would-just.html' title='What Kid&apos;s Shows Do You Wish Would Just Go Away?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1564705791845286184</id><published>2008-01-18T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:48:51.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deuteronomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israelites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grumbling'/><title type='text'>I Don't Want to Die in the Desert</title><content type='html'>Sunday night I will be preaching from Deuteronomy 8.  Like so much in the OT it is a passage that rehearses scenes from Israel's past for the sake of warning them, reminding them, exhorting them, or encouraging them.  Here it functions as a warning.  They are finally poised to enter the Promised Land after 40 years of wandering in the desert.  An entire generation of people have been killed off by God for their sins (mostly grumbling, does God take grumbling more seriously than we do?).  Now the next generation is ready, and God reminds them by taking them back in time.  He shows them how he rescued them out of slavery in Egypt, how He led them through the wilderness, feeding them with manna and water from rocks.  And now they're ready to cross the Jordan to the land God promised, and God says remember my ways.  Remember how I've been faithful to you.  The tragedy was that the wilderness wandering wasn't supposed to have happened.  God never intended to keep them out there that long, to kill of the entire generation of the faithless.  It was supposed to be temporary on their way to something better.  But for all God had done, they forgot.  They grumbled, and complained, and were thankless in every way about the wilderness, and God got fed up and finally said, "Fine, you don't like it, then don't come into your new house I've been promising.  You can die in the back yard."  I'm scared at the number of times I find myself comparing with the unfaithful Israelites.  Always complaining about the station in life I'm in.  With every new gift, wishing it were more.  If we're not careful we'll find ourselves dying in the desert without entering into the blessings God has for us now.  I don't mean believers losing their salvation.  I mean missing the abundance that this life should be lived in.  The blessings we missed out on b/c we decided we knew better than God.  I don't want to die in the desert.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1564705791845286184?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1564705791845286184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1564705791845286184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1564705791845286184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1564705791845286184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-want-to-die-in-desert.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want to Die in the Desert'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8620030535126685908</id><published>2008-01-17T20:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:44:02.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Pics of the 1st Snow of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from the snow I prayed for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECEi7qDI/AAAAAAAAALA/tlmCCXfO1TY/s1600-h/IMG_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECEi7qDI/AAAAAAAAALA/tlmCCXfO1TY/s320/IMG_1754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156626006965725234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECUi7qEI/AAAAAAAAALI/HixcCSz616w/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECUi7qEI/AAAAAAAAALI/HixcCSz616w/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156626011260692546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECki7qFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qulvmCKKqhI/s1600-h/IMG_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECki7qFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qulvmCKKqhI/s320/IMG_1758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156626015555659858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8620030535126685908?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8620030535126685908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8620030535126685908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8620030535126685908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8620030535126685908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/pics-of-1st-snow-of-year.html' title='Pics of the 1st Snow of the Year'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R5AECEi7qDI/AAAAAAAAALA/tlmCCXfO1TY/s72-c/IMG_1754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2665573875715797453</id><published>2008-01-16T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:29:08.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>I Prayed for Snow</title><content type='html'>I know it's not very theological.  I'm not quite sure there's any spiritual reason for it.  But this morning when I heard there was a chance of a wintry mix (translated - we don't really know what form the precipitation will take) I prayed that the God who controls the weather would providentially bring snow to us.  And for a night, He did.  I've been looking out the window enjoying this rare treat all night.  Every 10 minutes or so I get up, walk to the window, turn the light on outside and watch it fall.  There's anticipation every time b/c these things usually last about 10 minutes here and then turn to cold rain or worse, ice.  I don't recall a Bible passage with a prayer like this.  I'm a pastor and I'm not sure this falls in the realm of "things we ought to pray for."  But I did nonetheless.  I actually prayed for about 6-12 inches.  It's not looking like that will happen, but you never know.  If I wake up and see it, I will not be surprised.  If I wake and it's just small patches of snow and sleet I will not be surprised.  Either way, God answered my prayer and for a night I will enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2665573875715797453?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2665573875715797453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2665573875715797453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2665573875715797453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2665573875715797453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-prayed-for-snow.html' title='I Prayed for Snow'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2988510180405746571</id><published>2008-01-16T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:56:32.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ezekiel'/><title type='text'>When There is Never a Choir to Preach to</title><content type='html'>"Preaching to the choir," is a little phrase that means something like, "All the people you're trying to convince of something already agree with you."  What happens when you're preaching, or talking/sharing/whatever you want to call it, and NOBODY agrees with you.  What's more, what if you're preaching/talking/teaching/sharing God's Word and still NOBODY agrees with what you're saying? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time that happens, be encouraged, you aren't alone.  You stand in a long line of people whom nobody listened to.  2 Things, then a link to Scripture that you SHOULD read.  1, if you find yourself in that position, you should remember YOU ARE NOT INFALLIBLE.  God's Word is, but you aren't.  SO, maybe it's not that the people don't agree with God's Word, but that you are preaching it in a way that contains error.  Don't think you're above that.  2, maybe there isn't error in your presentation and the people listening really are stubborn and hard of heart.  If that is the case, then read &lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Ezekiel+2%3A1-8"&gt;this Scripture passage&lt;/a&gt; from the call of the prophet Ezekiel.  God knew the people wouldn't listen, that they were hard of heart, hearing, and rebellious.  He told Ezekiel to preach anyway and God would show them that a "prophet has been among them." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talk away, even if you have no choir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2988510180405746571?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2988510180405746571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2988510180405746571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2988510180405746571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2988510180405746571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-there-is-never-choir-to-preach-to.html' title='When There is Never a Choir to Preach to'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5799616537752686040</id><published>2008-01-15T18:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:32:43.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon Audio'/><title type='text'>Podcast Episode II</title><content type='html'>This is the 2nd in a series of messages entitled "I Will Not Waste My Life This Year."  It is episode II of the series, entitled, "I Will Gather With the Saints."  Click on the title to download it and play it on your computer.  Yet another interesting possibility to get messages out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5799616537752686040?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1406&amp;url=http://sermoncloud.monkserve.com/EKK/1406/i-will-gather-faithfully-with-the-saints.mp3&amp;mediaBID=70096' title='Podcast Episode II'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5799616537752686040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5799616537752686040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5799616537752686040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5799616537752686040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/test.html' title='Podcast Episode II'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7600316108660930106</id><published>2008-01-15T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T13:32:53.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon Audio'/><title type='text'>Audio Resources</title><content type='html'>You may now access recordings of the last 3 Sermons from our church by clicking on the link under Podcast Links on the sidebar.  It is not an actual service recording but my feeble early attempts at podcasting. You can click on the message, the date is there with it, and it will take you to the page where you may download the sermon or play it in streaming media format.  I am constantly looking for better ways to get the messages out, but this seems to be a good one for now.  The blog will link to only the 3 most recent, but once you get to the page you can find links to the entire archive by clicking on the tiny "Little Mountain Baptist" link next to the message.  If you try this let me know how it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7600316108660930106?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7600316108660930106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7600316108660930106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7600316108660930106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7600316108660930106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/audio-resources.html' title='Audio Resources'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4800199538093749873</id><published>2008-01-14T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:53:34.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mortification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanctification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"Jesus is the (only) fire that burns up the very root of lust."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from a classic book from a Puritan man named John Owen.  I've read it and it's a difficult read, but another pastor/blogger posted some of the quotes from this book, and this one reminded me why this book is so very important.  "Lust" means a very strong desire.  In itself it's not a sin, but it is the object of the desire that matters.  Sinful lusts, says Owen, can only be uprooted and burned by Jesus.  We may hammer away at the fruit of the sinful lusts all day long, but if the root is left intact the efforts are fruit-LESS so to speak.  It will continue to grow and grow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What powerful desires do you have that you continue to fight in your own strength?  You continue regularly to cut the top off, leaving the root in place.  The root has grown very deep, like an old tree in fertile, moist soil.  When you chop the top off, you feel as if the "weed" is gone, but within a very short period of time you find it's grown right back where it left off.  We must deal with the roots of the sins in our lives, and not simply the bad fruit.  Bad fruit comes from bad roots, which means essentially that this is a heart problem.  Heart problems can be dealt with in no other way than by Jesus' strength, power, and might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4800199538093749873?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4800199538093749873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4800199538093749873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4800199538093749873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4800199538093749873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7985714057721360682</id><published>2008-01-13T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T14:12:02.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>When Our Church Was a Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R4phnUi7qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4kqhg2IpiGo/s1600-h/Little+Mountain+-New+Construction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R4phnUi7qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4kqhg2IpiGo/s320/Little+Mountain+-New+Construction.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155040051636971538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend and our newest member Gregg sent me this photograph of when Little Mountain was a baby.  We still meet in the same building even though many things have been added since the time this was taken.  For those of you who've never seen the church, there are education wings on both sides and a vestibule and pillars in the front.  The steeple is still in use.  I love this picture and I am considering printing and making this available to our members.  Things like this remind us of all the people that went before us to make us who we are today.  Thanks Gregg&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7985714057721360682?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7985714057721360682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7985714057721360682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7985714057721360682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7985714057721360682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-our-church-was-baby.html' title='When Our Church Was a Baby'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/R4phnUi7qBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4kqhg2IpiGo/s72-c/Little+Mountain+-New+Construction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3149321305208590896</id><published>2008-01-12T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T14:19:42.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoral Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>Learning to Accept Loss</title><content type='html'>One of the harder aspects of ministry is dealing with loss.  Seeing those that you've grown to love in fellowship over time move on to be with the Lord.  People you're used to seeing week after week.  You know where they sit, who they ride with, you get to shake their hand, hug their neck, and greet them as they warmly greet you.  The faithful who pass on are bittersweet losses.  You know you'll miss their presence.  You half expect to see them sitting in their same familiar place, and see the same sweet smile come over their face.  You know that nobody can replace losses like that.  At the same time you know that when they opened their eyes in eternity, what they saw is something we only imagine.  It's glory and beauty that's unspeakable.  It's communion with their savior, Jesus Christ.  For that we hope even in sorrow.  For that we can smile and cry at the very same time.  Our church lost another beloved saint of God this morning in the passing of Lanese Jones.  She was a staple at Little Mountain.  At 93 years old she was faithful to be here more than men and women 3 times younger than she.  And though she lived a long and fruitful life, we will miss her faithful presence here.  She would be here early on Sunday morning, Sunday night if she could, and even Wednesday night we could almost always count on seeing her here with Ms. Crowe.  She didn't get around like a 30 year old, but you can't match her kind of faithfulness.  The longer I'm here, I find the more I miss those who move on.  The funerals become harder even as I become more experienced at ministering at them.  Part of the minister's job is to minister at the time of death.  Doing that means learning to accept the loss.  Putting myself into their shoes, even though I've been blessed to have lost very few of my own family.  So you grieve when they grieve.  But at the same time you trust that "he who promised is faithful."  Faithful not to let a single child of His slip through the cracks.  Those who trust in Him will close their eyes, but they will wake up in His presence.  And one day we'll meet again, and when we do I look forward to saying hello to Ms. Jones, and Claude Camp, and James Staggs, along with the others I barely knew that went before me.  We accept loss because we know it's not forever.  We can learn to accept death because we know death has been defeated, even though it'll still claim all of us if Jesus doesn't come first.  But we don't commit ourselves to death, but to life.  Into His hands, our spirit goes, and the faithful God who saved us will one day raise us.  That will be a party I will not want to miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3149321305208590896?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3149321305208590896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3149321305208590896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3149321305208590896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3149321305208590896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/learning-to-accept-loss.html' title='Learning to Accept Loss'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5992206529037230421</id><published>2008-01-10T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:29:30.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>What Exactly is a Blog and Why Do It?</title><content type='html'>A blog is a shortened form of 2 words, web and log, or weblog.  There is no standard kind of blog, so that we could say a blog has "such and such" content.  In some cases it is like an online journal. A diary of sorts that people on the internet can read.  People usually blog about things that are interesting or important to them.  There are family blogs where the blogger posts about their family, including pictures and anecdotes and insights as a parent/child/etc.  There are strictly religious blogs where people post about nothing else.  This blog is an eclectic blog.  That just means that it is a mixture of topics that I find interesting, helpful, inspiring, etc.  I'm the author and so what I find to be all of the above mentioned things is my particular preference. Sometimes I'll write about Christianity, the Bible, God, Jesus, etc.  Other times it will be about family.  Still others are cultural, and maybe once in a blue moon political. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone with an internet connection and a limited amount of know-how can create a blog.  It's really very easy.  It gives you an opportunity to communicate to a diverse group of people about the topics that matter to you.  I would encourage you to give it a try.  If you find it's not your thing then you don't have to continue.  I personally make it an aspect of discipline.  I force myself to post my thoughts on a regular basis.  Sometimes in hind sight I wish there were things I didn't post, but thankfully I can go back and delete it!  Blogging is VERY popular these days, and if you can think of something interesting to you, there will be a blog about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a form of expression.  It is comforting.  It is a release, and a relaxing part of my day.  I look forward to logging on and posting, and then checking to see how many people were there any given day.  If you stop by regularly and I don't know you leave me a comment.  I would love to meet you.  Blessings and happy blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5992206529037230421?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5992206529037230421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5992206529037230421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5992206529037230421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5992206529037230421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-exactly-is-blog-and-why-do-it.html' title='What Exactly is a Blog and Why Do It?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8346194139818202569</id><published>2008-01-09T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:06:36.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hopkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ in Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Christ Plays in 10,000 Places"</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Dragonflies Draw Flame&lt;/span&gt;," by Gerard Manley Hopkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;As tumbled over rim in roundy wells &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Selves--goes itself; myself it speaks and spells, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Crying Whát I do is me: for that I came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Í say móre: the just man justices; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Kéeps gráce: thát keeps all his goings graces; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Chríst--for Christ plays in ten thousand places, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To the Father through the features of men's faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bold and italics mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the whole thing, but look deeply at the end, what I've put in bold and italics.  This is one of my favorite poems period.  When God looks at you, believer in Christ, remember who He sees.  He sees Christ in you.  Christ's righteousness, His beauty, His "playing" within you.  God, may our acts be in agreement with who we are in Jesus ("&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is--Christ&lt;/span&gt;").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8346194139818202569?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8346194139818202569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8346194139818202569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8346194139818202569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8346194139818202569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/christ-plays-in-10000-places.html' title='&quot;Christ Plays in 10,000 Places&quot;'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5980522582728128816</id><published>2008-01-09T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:08:04.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How many times did my mom rescue me when I was a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How many times did she rescue me when I was a stupid teenager?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How many time has she rescued me as a poor, stupid, sinful, rebellious man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What prayers kept me alive when I was a child?  A teen?  A man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What prayers kept me strong when I was weak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What prayers should she pray now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5980522582728128816?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5980522582728128816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5980522582728128816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5980522582728128816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5980522582728128816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/mothers-prayer.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8523134426359492931</id><published>2008-01-08T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:02:12.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things You Should Always Do Every Day'/><title type='text'>They Said It...</title><content type='html'>Check out a few new articles on the sidebar under, "They Said it.  Things from People Much Smarter than Me."  I recommend reading 3 out of 3 of the articles.  If you only have time for one, read "Legalism," by Ed Stetzer.  It will stretch your thinking I believe, or confirm what you already knew, or at least make you mad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8523134426359492931?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8523134426359492931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8523134426359492931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8523134426359492931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8523134426359492931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/they-said-it.html' title='They Said It...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3687684881526168870</id><published>2008-01-08T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:54:47.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving Up'/><title type='text'>When is it Time to Move On?</title><content type='html'>The Internet Monk has a very honest piece up about ministry and the temptation to quit &lt;a href="http://www.internetmonk.com/archive/the-temptation-to-quit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. One of the comments makes mention of how we need to surround ministers with encouragement.  That would certainly take the edge off of some of the criticism.  I've seen personal friends in despair during ministry and I don't know if they even wanted encouragement to push on.  Instead they desired permission to give up.  I tend to agree with IMonk that some should not push on but move on and vice versa that sometimes that is the sinful thing to do.  I was encouraged last week by the famous pastor W.A. Criswell that a change of scenery is most definitely NOT the clear solution to a pastor's desire to move on.  Patience may or may not pay off, but we'll certainly never know if we walk away when the opposition gets tough.  When do ministers shake the dust off their boots and when do they dig in for the long haul?  I do not know the answer to the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3687684881526168870?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3687684881526168870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3687684881526168870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3687684881526168870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3687684881526168870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-is-it-time-to-move-on.html' title='When is it Time to Move On?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1996460479876451622</id><published>2008-01-07T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:56:23.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KJV Onlyism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><title type='text'>Peter Ruckman</title><content type='html'>I am listening to a man named Peter Ruckman's latest I suppose "Bible Study."  So far it's not been any Bible teaching and instead it one long promotion of his Bible Baptist Bookstore where you can have the distinction of getting books that "debunk" all those who don't believe the KJV is the one true and perfect Bible.  All of these bookstores will "not dare to sell or carry" these books.  Is it because they are scared as he seems to say?  I say probably not.  More than likely they're untruthful, and in fact are blatantly false.  Written with a total disregard for the truth. Maybe I'm wrong, but this kind of stuff scares me.  It is illogical, irrational, and divisive.  I have never seen such vitriol and hatred being preached by supposed Christians.  He just said "the hidden baloney of the baloney factories!"  That's one to remember.  The angel of the Lord related directly all the people of the world before the OT and before Jesus came on the scene says Ruckman.  I can't waste anymore time on this sad and scary radio show.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE:  Upon further reflection, Ruckman is correct.  Book stores are scared.  Very scared, of Peter Ruckman.  He is a very scary person.  I think I had a nightmare about him last night.  I will call it a "Ruckmare."  I hope I have no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1996460479876451622?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1996460479876451622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1996460479876451622' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1996460479876451622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1996460479876451622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/peter-ruckman.html' title='Peter Ruckman'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8802426698213798417</id><published>2008-01-05T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:24:47.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Dressed for a Million</title><content type='html'>If I were to appear before an audience of a million people to, let's just say....preach.  And as I prepare my sermon, polish every sentence, study it, and then study it some more, I find that the time has arrived for me to step out onto the stage to deliver the message.  So as I'm getting dressed I pull out my oldest, holiest, dirtiest blue jeans.  My comfortable white t-shirt with stained underarms and a hole near the belly button.  My bedroom slippers.  And my old UPS American Eagle fitted hat.  I then walk out onto the stage to preach.  What happens?  Instant loss of credibility.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're speaking in front of any group of people in a public setting, you do not want your appearance to distract from the message, causing you to miss out on the opportunity to preach.  That horrid little outfit may work if I'm practicing my sermon for my wife, but not for a public delivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to blog as if a million readers were reading it.  I don't dress it up lazily and sloppy.  I make every effort to make it pleasing to the eye.  It's not the best designed website ever, but I try to at the least post regularly, post relevantly, and post reverently (alliteration!).  The truth is there are no where near a million people who read my blog on a regular basis.  I will not tell you how many but I will say I know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you visit my blog on a regular basis or even if it's your first time, I want to say thank you for stopping by.  Thank you for whatever little piece of my writing you read.  Thank you for humoring a rural pastor with the absolutely astounding technology capabilities to actually be read by millions.  One day it may reach higher numbers.  For now, faithful readers, I pray you will continue to find many things worth your time and keep coming.  I will continue to dress for a million.  You continue to listen.  Maybe we'll accomplish something here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8802426698213798417?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8802426698213798417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8802426698213798417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8802426698213798417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8802426698213798417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/dressed-for-million.html' title='Dressed for a Million'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3383471212933632469</id><published>2008-01-03T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:51:37.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staff Issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Time for Another Goodbye</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday our Music Minister of 7 years announced his resignation effective January 27th. Jay, we will miss you here at Little Mountain along with Brenda and Miranda.  Over the past 10, wow almost 11 months, I have enjoyed working alongside Jay.  He has helped me in more ways than I can count to understand Little Mountain, and how it works.  He's seen and done a lot in his time here, and I can say I will miss walking out those doors each Sunday and making our way (slowly during the hip troubles) up onto the stage.  Jay is gifted as a singer and song leader.  He is a man of prayer, and sometimes as we pray and seek the Lord He leads us to new places.  Wherever he leads Jay I pray it will be a fruitful journey with renewed service to God.  Pray that God would lead Jay and his family exactly where God would have them go.  And pray for our church that God would bring in exactly who He wants, and what we need (they go hand in hand).&lt;div&gt;Our blessing and prayers go out to the Laytons.  We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3383471212933632469?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3383471212933632469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3383471212933632469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3383471212933632469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3383471212933632469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-for-another-goodbye.html' title='Time for Another Goodbye'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8737780740687670417</id><published>2008-01-02T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:22:38.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Participational or Parasitic?</title><content type='html'>Reflections on the message tonight.  I read today in 1 Chronicles 13-16 about how David led Israel frequently into times of corporate worship.  Of course once there, it was the Levites who led, but David called "all of Israel" together many times to worship and celebrate God.  It got me thinking along several lines, but especially about our times of corporate worship.  The people participated in worshiping God.  They not only gathered to listen, but gathered to contribute as well.  Corporate prayer, confession of sins, repentance, praise, thanksgiving, rehearsing great events from the past.  All these came together for a joyous time of worship.  Our music minister gave a nice acronym for what our corporate worship priorities should be.  J.O.Y. -- Jesus, Others, Yourself in that order.  We usually go Ourself, Jesus, Others.  A bit out of whack.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I presented a handout of the difference between participating in worship and coming along for the show.  The 1st is the Biblical model.  The 2nd is the Parasitical model.  A parasite comes along and sucks the life blood out of the host.  It contributes nothing to the health of the host.  It only takes, and in some cases gives diseases.  Like a tick with Lyme disease or Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever.  It's the same of Church Parasites.  They come only for what they can eat and they will suck and drain the life out of the host church.  Every church has parasites.  The question is how many?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will make the handout available here on the blog tomorrow or Friday.  I think I can upload downloadable files.  Check it out if you see it.  Oh, and don't be a parasite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8737780740687670417?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8737780740687670417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8737780740687670417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8737780740687670417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8737780740687670417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/participational-or-parasytic.html' title='Participational or Parasitic?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6094127776707757217</id><published>2008-01-01T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:53:20.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Look</title><content type='html'>I've adjusted the look of the blog for a fresh look for the new year.  I realize the new look is much less colorful, but it's minimal and if any word could describe my design tastes it is minimal.  I like the shades of black and grays that permeate the site.  The only ugly thing on the blog is the green from the links to the "They Said It" on the sidebar.  I don't know how to change it.  I'll keep trying though.  If you comment, which few do!, let me know how you like the changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6094127776707757217?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6094127776707757217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6094127776707757217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6094127776707757217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6094127776707757217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-look.html' title='New Year, New Look'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1422833823256261206</id><published>2008-01-01T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:40:51.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>RESOLVED to Read</title><content type='html'>Yes Little Mountain folks I know I've proposed one big resolution this New Year, BUT, I've got some personal growth resolutions as well and one of those is to read more, more widely, and more deeply.  Many people say with great passion and zeal (more heat than light!) that all we need to read is the Bible.  The greatest pastors and theologians in church history would probably beg to differ but you don't care about that do you?  There's more reasons than "Famous people say so."  I won't attempt to give them to you now except to say this;  the Bible is PRIMARY.  If you read all else and leave that out you will end the year emptier than it began.  With that as a starting point, reading has so many advantages that we need to consider.  1st, reading widely broadens your perspective.  We have a tendency to read only those things that we like, or alongside that, things that are like us.  A broader perspective will only better you to have a wider range of opportunities to converse, minister to, and relate to more people.  We can assume from the letters of Paul that he read widely, though the OT was primary.  2nd, reading sharpens your mind.  Let's be blunt, TV and movies make your brain cells wimpy over time.  We typically watch those things not to interact critically with them but to escape into their world.  Reading exercises those brain cells, making them stronger and more focused.  Consider it weight training for the mind.  3rd, reading is pleasurable.  I know, you read a lot in school and it was always boring stuff.  So now read NOT boring stuff.  Read things that interest you first and you'll find pleasure there (NOTHING is wrong with pleasure).  As you become more experienced you will find that things that were formerly boring are less so.  You will find an enjoyment there that is different qualitatively than watching entertainment.  Last, reading will help you develop a love for God that includes the mind.  The more you're exposed to (with some amount of wise caution) the more there is to appreciate about God.  You will learn from science a greater appreciation for the power and logic of God.  As you read art and classics, you will gain a greater appreciation for the creativity of God.  As you read Theology you will certainly broaden your understanding of the God you suppose you worship (though it will never be perfect).  In short, this very incomplete list gives you 4 starting points or reasons why to set a goal to read more this year.  My goal?  Now it's 40 books.  That isn't nearly enough but as it's my first attempt to set a reading goal it is a healthy starting point.  How about your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1422833823256261206?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1422833823256261206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1422833823256261206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1422833823256261206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1422833823256261206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolved-to-read.html' title='RESOLVED to Read'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3010869734037424776</id><published>2007-12-31T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T00:40:40.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Church: Pretty, Superficial Preachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://purechurch.blogspot.com/2007/12/pretty-superficial-preachers.html#links"&gt;Pure Church: Pretty, Superficial Preachers&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;div&gt;How a dead preacher drove me, motivated me, to build in something into my life that was sorely lacking.  If only I would make the time.  What does your reading list look like?  After reading this are challenged or our of gas?  For me it's a bit of both.  I'd love to hear about your yearly reading plan.  Does it look quite a bit better than mine?  Let me know.  There is a link to the story that you really should read.  It never fails to scare me a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3010869734037424776?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3010869734037424776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3010869734037424776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3010869734037424776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3010869734037424776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/pure-church-pretty-superficial.html' title='Pure Church: Pretty, Superficial Preachers'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5004161386157507158</id><published>2007-12-30T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:51:13.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Some Goals for this Year</title><content type='html'>1.  Average 100 in Sunday School by the end of February&lt;div&gt;2.  Take our church on its first short-term mission trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  See 15 people come to know Jesus for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  See those 15 people follow Jesus into the waters of baptism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Upgrade our sound and video capabilities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Finally take care of that handicapped ramp and entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Orchestrate the 1st "revival" in my term as pastor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Exceed our operating budget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Take in more for missions that ever before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Set up a ministry for men in the same vein as L.I.F.T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.  Average 120 in Sunday School by July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Have 150 in Vacation Bible School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.  Any other ideas???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5004161386157507158?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5004161386157507158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5004161386157507158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5004161386157507158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5004161386157507158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-goals-for-this-year.html' title='Some Goals for this Year'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5597900932808424961</id><published>2007-12-27T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:31:39.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Goals for the New Year</title><content type='html'>I'm not a mega church pastor.  If I were being absolutely honest I would say, "I don't know if I want to be one."  Lots of young pastors have aspirations to be in a large church.  They see the steps they have to take to get there.  It starts with a smaller church, then a medium, then a larger medium, then a large, then a mega.  Most pastors never get there, but the ones who go this route many times start out knowing that's what they want to do and need to do.  That is not my mindset at Little Mountain.  I came to Little Mountain to plant myself there, and to see my life intertwined with theirs.  I've learned a lot and done a lot badly.  My deepest desire for our church is to see growth.  I don't want this church to be a stepping stone.  I want it to grow, and me with it.  When I say that, I mean both numerically and qualitatively.  I want our people to mature in the faith.  I want our people to reach the lost.  I want the unchurched Christians to be reached (if there's such a thing).  Growth can be good.  It's not good in and of itself, but it can very well mean that people's lives are being changed.  This new year I want to see more life change than ever before.  It has to start with our people.  Our leaders have to lead.  Our people have to come along.  We have to work harder than ever before.  But there's potential there that's untapped, and in the process of being tapped.  I don't know what God intends to do but I do believe this year will see things happen that haven't happened at Little Mountain in a long time.  I believe it will be for the better.  It's not because God told me so.  I simply have faith that He desires to do a work in our midst, and through us.  Whether that happens will not be dependent on His desire.  I believe His desire we can assume is to grow in maturity and in number.  Maybe not to "mega" status, but to meet our God given potential.  If I lose expectations of great things happening I might as well leave the ministry.  I'm already done.  I will be posting specific goals in the near future.  I believe it is important to set measurable, reachable goals.  I am bad at it, but I'm giving it a shot.  Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5597900932808424961?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5597900932808424961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5597900932808424961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5597900932808424961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5597900932808424961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/goals-for-new-year.html' title='Goals for the New Year'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8876794855218453929</id><published>2007-12-24T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:35:20.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Commenting on the Blog</title><content type='html'>There are often people who visit blogs, which are meant to be interactive, without ever interacting.  The primary way of interaction is through e-mails or comments.  Both are easy to do, and take just a few short steps.  If you would like to comment, simply click on the comment button at the bottom of every post.  It will likely say at first "0 Comments."  You of course have the power to change all that.  Click the "0 Comments" and there is a form to fill out with your comment.  I like to read my own blog.  I like more to read comments on my blog.  So get the ball running.  It's really very easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8876794855218453929?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8876794855218453929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8876794855218453929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8876794855218453929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8876794855218453929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/commenting-on-blog.html' title='Commenting on the Blog'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6573288234948449151</id><published>2007-12-24T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:31:45.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>If for some crazy reason you happen to be surfing the internet the day before or the day of Christmas (I know who would do such a thing?), and you happen upon Rural American Pastor, then allow me to wish you a very Merry Christmas!  Especially if you are an attender at Little Mountain, then Merry Christmas to you and I love you all.  I look forward to seeing you Wednesday night or Sunday!  Have fun with your families and remember the Gospel is the center of Christmas, not just the birth, but also the life, death, and resurrection of our Lord and Savior.  Now get off the internet and go spend time with your family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6573288234948449151?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6573288234948449151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6573288234948449151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6573288234948449151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6573288234948449151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8074612874266917451</id><published>2007-12-23T04:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T04:22:14.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to ER</title><content type='html'>First trip to ER for baby Ava.  First trip ever actually.  She had breathing problems and couldn't seem to catch her breath overall.  Brooke woke me, and that's the deal there.  I'm tired, but out of here and on my way.  Pray for us please.  Possibly we'll pack up and head back home.  Or be there all morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8074612874266917451?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8074612874266917451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8074612874266917451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8074612874266917451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8074612874266917451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-to-er.html' title='Off to ER'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1595539731636712828</id><published>2007-12-22T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T21:17:56.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worldview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Unabashed Cowboys Fan, Presuppositions, and Worldviews</title><content type='html'>They are not America's team in the way they were under Tom Landry, but the Dallas Cowboys will always be my boys.  They are the greatest franchise in NFL history and I don't care what anyone says.  You really can't even argue with that statement can you?  It's irrational and beyond argumentation because I'm predisposed to believe that no matter the evidence.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always have presuppositions.  Those are the beliefs that we start out with prior to the argument so to speak.  They are things that are foundational beliefs that color all our other beliefs.  They all fit together to form what's called a worldview.  Your worldview is like a pair of glasses that you look through to see the world.  What your worldview is determines most everything.  It interprets the data you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, if I am an atheist, that is a part of my worldview.  It colors the way I interpret data I receive about the world.  I look at the beauty of creation, the magnificence of the universe, and the wonder of loving relationships and say "It's all a cosmic accident."  My worldview forces me to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand a Christian takes the same data, and interprets it radically differently.  They view all of that and say, "Praise God whose handiwork this all is!"  It is the worldview they (we) hold that forces us to say that.  And what a joyous worldview it is.  We believe that underlying all of reality, the basis on which all of creation exists, is a personal God.  That is, a God that is not only Holy and transcendent, but stoops to our level to be near to us in a powerful way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your worldview?  Think about the ways that it makes you interpret the world around you?  Thank God for His goodness and the ability to perceive it today.  I know the Cowboys thing is a stretch to start out with!  But they're on TV and on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1595539731636712828?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1595539731636712828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1595539731636712828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1595539731636712828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1595539731636712828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/unabashed-cowboys-fan-presuppositions.html' title='Unabashed Cowboys Fan, Presuppositions, and Worldviews'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7424586168658679211</id><published>2007-12-22T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T10:56:08.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry XMAS  Is this a Bad Word?</title><content type='html'>We often hear about how Christ is removed from Christmas increasingly more in our culture.  This is no doubt true in many ways.  A presidential candidate recently came under intense fire for being so bold as to say "Merry Christmas" in a television spot.  This is true in many spheres of our culture.  Christmas has become secularized, consumerized, and many other interesting -izes.  From time to time we here that one example of Christ being removed from Christmas comes in the form of signs that replace Christ with X rendering it "Have a Merry XMAS."  This is pointed to as a gross removal of the true meaning of the season.  But is it?  No doubt some see it this way and in our day and age it likely has that intent behind it for many.  It is less blatant.  More politically correct perhaps?  But not originally.  We write many things in shorthand.  That's a way of making it easier for us to write out words, less time consuming, page space saving, etc.  Originally, in a place like the Roman Empire where the name Christ began to become a real life hazard for His early followers, a natural shorthand, or code word was used in place of Christ.  Essentially the "X" means Christ.  If I could write in Greek, Christ is spelled XRISTOS.  Much like the fish symbol so popular today that was also used in early Christianity as an acronym for Jesus, the "X" would have had a clear meaning to other Christians that the pagans would not have understood.  "X" is just a letter to them, but to His followers it meant Christ.  If you could write XRISTOS and be fodder for the lions in the Coliseum, or you could write "X" and other Christians know what you mean, but the rest would not, which would you write?  It's not an easy answer is it?  We face nowhere near the level of persecution those in the early church faced.  Were we faced with the same level even as the modern church in China our tunes might be different.  So when you see "Merry XMAS" on a sign somewhere this season, be discerning in your judgments.  It may be a harmless shorthand for Christ, or it may be an attempt at taking Christ out of Christmas.  Let the ones try who would try to remove Him.  They can't succeed.  Pray for them instead, that's what Jesus would do (Hey, there's another popular acronym).  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7424586168658679211?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7424586168658679211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7424586168658679211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7424586168658679211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7424586168658679211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas-is-this-bad-word.html' title='Merry XMAS  Is this a Bad Word?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5839855463290031457</id><published>2007-12-19T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:51:37.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things You Should Always Do Every Day'/><title type='text'>They Said It</title><content type='html'>Take a look at a couple of new articles in the sidebar; They Said It, Things From People Much Smarter Than Me.  In the spirit of Christmas, these will be informative.  Can I tell you something?  The people that write the articles that are on the sidebar over there -&gt; are brilliant.  In fact they're so brilliant that when I read them, I want to quit.  Quit what?  Everything.  That's how brilliant they are.  Let's just say God blessed them.  So read what they say.  It's not Scripture, but it is ALWAYS good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5839855463290031457?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5839855463290031457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5839855463290031457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5839855463290031457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5839855463290031457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/they-said-it.html' title='They Said It'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3350154497132582834</id><published>2007-12-19T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:36:34.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Deeper Look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Deeper Look at Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>Every Wednesday night our church participates in what we call "A Deeper Look."  It's an opportunity for us to examine a topic, a Scriptural passage, a verse, or a congregational question in more depth than we'd have the opportunity to do on an average Sunday worship service.  Tonight we'll be taking a look at the history behind many of our every year Christmas traditions.  Unfortunately there are dozens of traditions we won't have time to cover, but there are a few important ones that we will.  We'll look at the December 25th traditional date for the observation of Christmas.  Why do we celebrate it then?  Come find out.  What about Christmas trees?  Anything in the Bible about Christmas trees?  Well, no, but they're fun, and we'll see where they come from.  Along with the trees we'll examine the lights and decorations and why we do that.  In addition, we'll finish off with the jolly man in the red suit.  Yes, Santa, the kind-hearted saint that flew into Bethlehem on December 25th, just in time to catch the birth of Jesus.  Not sure about that one?  That's b/c obviously that's not where Santa originated.  Want to know the truth?  Come find out.  It's gonna be informative, fun, and enlightening, and you will DEFINITELY learn something you didn't know before.  Join us at 7:00 for A Deeper Look at Christmas Tradition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3350154497132582834?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3350154497132582834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3350154497132582834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3350154497132582834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3350154497132582834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/deeper-look-at-christmas-traditions.html' title='A Deeper Look at Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-9203728008472994940</id><published>2007-12-18T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:38:48.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power of Weakness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cross'/><title type='text'>Late Goodnight Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to slowly work my way through John Piper's "Don't Waste Your Life."  I'm struck by the zeal he has for the glory of God displayed in the cross.  We are zealous for many things.  I regularly taunt my SC Gamecock friends about Clemson's total domination in the rivalry.  Why?  I'm zealous about Clemson football.  I regularly hail the latest movie I saw to my friends, convincing them why they too would enjoy the movie and should go see it.  Why?  I am zealous about good entertainment.  I have many heated political debates (at least I used to) extolling the virtues of conservative politics.  Why?  I am zealous about the conservative views of government.  How often to I boast in the glory of God revealed in the cross of Jesus Christ?  With so much small talk (not a totally bad thing), so much conversation about things that do not ultimately matter a bit, where in those conversations is the cross?  We like men who are powerful.  We respect the man who claims to have pulled himself up by his bootstraps to climb the ladder of success.  This is not what the cross is about.  The cross is the triumph of power in weakness.  The power of what is not powerful.  The glory of what is despised.  The victory of defeat.  It's the paradox that rules our lives.  That in the act of executing Jesus as a common criminal, the spotless sacrifice that would take away our stains was humbled and then glorified.  So will we be too one day.  I do not tremble enough at the piddling little thoughts that occupy my time.  I don't fear enough the trivialities that fill my consciousness.  If I was overcome by the glory of the cross then how could I remain fixated on the least important facets of life.  Die to self.  Take up your cross and follow me.  The call is come and die so you might live.  More paradox.  Die to live.  Live to die.  That Christ may be magnified in my life.  The cross is not easy.  It is not pretty when you really think about it.  It's simply the most necessary act that's ever been performed on our behalf.  Goodnight.  Sleep well.  Dream about the cross.  Dream of how it will affect you when you wake up.  Let it grip you.  Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-9203728008472994940?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/9203728008472994940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=9203728008472994940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/9203728008472994940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/9203728008472994940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/late-goodnight-thoughts.html' title='Late Goodnight Thoughts'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3803913442282991482</id><published>2007-12-17T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:33:33.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanctification'/><title type='text'>Children and the Joy and Pain of Self-Denial</title><content type='html'>There are few things in this world that teach a person more about self-denial than having children.  I certainly would not say it is the only thing that teaches this.  There are some that are physically unable to have children.  God knows this and will teach you in other ways.  But for those who are able, and have taken the plunge, there is no better way to illustrate what it means to deny yourself on behalf of another.  A baby enters the world physically helpless.  Totally dependent on another, namely the parents.  A man and wife that decide to have children will soon learn that their lives are no longer their own.  Yes a child is an independent person with their own body and soul.  But in the years the child is under your care, they belong to you.  Under God, you've been given stewardship of your children and every parent knows that from pregnancy on, nothing remains the same.  I can glibly say that the joy outweighs the pain of your self-denial.  But like every form of self-denial it's not so automatic.  There are dark days.  Days where you're unsure whether you're fit for the job, certain someone else would do much better than you.  Yet you persevere, another fine lesson of parenthood.  You wake up at any and all hours of the night, and if you desire to care for your child you have no choice but to forsake sleep.  And it is relentless, the fatigue.  You change your patterns of living.  You can no longer go where you want, do what you want, and have no one to answer to except you and your similarly mobile spouse.  But a child throws a wrench into all that.  Now every plan revolves around the baby.  When will she sleep?  When will she eat?  Is it not too cold for us, but too cold for them?  Is packing and taking all the things the baby will need worth the effort just to run to the mall?  Or even church?  Many will say no.  It is not worth the effort.  "I very much like my freedom, and am not ready for a little baby to change all of that."  Others will say it is more than worth it.  The joy of raising a tiny human far outweighs the pain of self-denial.  But which is correct?  I do not wish to say someone waiting to have children is morally deficient or wrong.  But I question the motives.  Is it really for the sake of the child or for the sake of personal freedom?  I believe it leans towards the latter, personal freedom.  Self-denial hurts.  Giving up you freedom hurts.  Yet without self-denial we cannot know what it means to be Christ's disciple.  That is again not to say this can't happen without children.  It is to say children are the most effective way to learn this lesson.  It is a natural byproduct of attempting to be a good steward of parenthood.  No one trying to be a good parent can fail to be taught this lesson.  It "comes with the territory" as they say (who is "they?").  I would encourage a married couple to go the path of most resistance.  Learn the lessons of self-sacrifice.  Take them as you learn them as a parent and transfer that to your relationships with other people.  The lessons work for most any relationship.  If you've read this far and have children, congratulations, I'd like to say keep pushing forward, learn from your mistakes, and be careful to be good stewards of the gifts of children.  If you are married, can have children, yet choose not to, I say examine your motives.  Are they selfish reasons or sacrificial loving reasons?  There is an obvious difference.  You will know if you're honest with yourself.  Now reexamine your reasons, and ask if not having kids is God glorifying now?  If not, then when will it be?  When is the right time?  There will always be a part of your flesh begging not to have kids.  Begging you to fill yourself with yourself.  And so there will always be excuses.  Sometimes they will be good ones.  Sometimes they won't.  Do you wish to deny yourself more than you ever imagined you could?  Then married friends and acquaintances, try for children.  The joy will overcome the pain.  The laughter will overcome the tears most often.  It will never be easy.  Nothing worth doing usually is.  But it is infinitely worthy.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3803913442282991482?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3803913442282991482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3803913442282991482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3803913442282991482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3803913442282991482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/children-and-joy-and-pain-of-self.html' title='Children and the Joy and Pain of Self-Denial'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5518597068379921802</id><published>2007-12-12T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:04:41.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More They Said Its</title><content type='html'>A couple of posts on some of the recent violent happenings.  What exactly has happened in our world?  Check them out over on the sidebar at "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They Said It, Things From People Much Smarter Than Me.&lt;/span&gt;"  I've left the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Golden Compass&lt;/span&gt;" posts still over there.  You should also read them and be aware.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5518597068379921802?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5518597068379921802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5518597068379921802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5518597068379921802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5518597068379921802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-they-said-its.html' title='More They Said Its'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4669029258905090427</id><published>2007-12-12T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:37:42.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wasted Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon Series'/><title type='text'>I Will Not Waste My Life This Year; Or my single New Year's resolution...</title><content type='html'>We will be embarking on about a 7 week journey starting December 30th here at Little Mountain.  It's going to be called "I Will Not Waste My Life This Year; Or my single New Year's Resolution."  Most years we make a list of resolutions half of which we don't intend to keep and the other half we fail to keep.  This year the challenge will be just one resolution.  One resolution with many sub points.  It could alternately be called "How to Waste Your Life This Year," b/c the opposite of the things we will look at will result in one more wasted year tacked onto the 80 year average of wasted years.  How many years have you wasted?  Maybe you haven't wasted the whole year, but on the whole the year was more wasted than not.  Then you think starting around December 20th, this next year will be different and here are all the reasons why...."I won't smoke, I won't overeat, I will go to church faithfully, I will give, and I will be more romantic with my wife/husband."  Good luck with all that.  As for me?  Just this one.  If I can fulfill this one then much else will fall into place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4669029258905090427?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4669029258905090427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4669029258905090427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4669029258905090427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4669029258905090427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-will-not-waste-my-life-this-year-or.html' title='I Will Not Waste My Life This Year; Or my single New Year&apos;s resolution...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-764248258038000060</id><published>2007-12-12T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:30:35.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Catchiest Song Ever?</title><content type='html'>Ever see the ipod nano commercial where the ipods lie against a white background and hands keep removing the top ipod to reveal another different colored one underneath with a video playing on the lcd screen?  OK good.  Remember the song?  1,2,3,4...I know this blog is altogether pointless but I can't stop listening to this song on my ipod.  It just keeps sounding in my head, and the song is actually good.  This is the song that you sing falling asleep that keeps you awake.  This is the song playing in your head when you wake up.  This is the song you sing in the shower.  This is the song that you sing over the top of other songs.  The beat is like a continual heartbeat.  Steady, head bobbing.  1,2,5,6,9 and 10, money can't buy you back the love that you had!  What a great line?  Or is it?  I don't know.  All I know is that Apple sells with style, and this song is a perfect example.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-764248258038000060?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/764248258038000060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=764248258038000060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/764248258038000060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/764248258038000060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/catchiest-song-ever.html' title='Catchiest Song Ever?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6155729018535144033</id><published>2007-12-07T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:23:21.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Songs and Staring Out the Window On Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid (we still do this every year), we'd go to my grandparents on Christmas Eve.  It was a HUGE gathering of family from Mema and Papa, Mom and Dad, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Brother, Sister, and the Greats (aunt and uncle).  We'd always eat supper first which made the kids CRAZY b/c we were ready to get to the presents, and they'd always have to clean up after supper before the presents.  That is all a story in itself, but this post is about the ride home.  The ride home from my grandparents was one of the most magical moments in the history of my childhood.  It was usually very late by a child's standards, 11 or 11:30 at night, and it was always cold and dark.  As we rode we listened to Christmas music on the radio and me, my brother, and my sister (both younger) would look out the window the whole ride home watching for Santa and his sleigh.  Some nights we saw nothing, and others we were quite sure we caught a glimpse of the jolly fat man in the red suit.  The build up on the way home was intense.  See my parents would sneak off at some point in the day on Christmas Eve and set up the house like Santa had been there already.  It was somehow so believable then.  We felt like the luckiest kids on earth b/c we knew he'd come to our house as one of the first.  As we pulled in, my parents would get the camera and GIGANTIC camcorder out, asking all the while, "You think he's already come?"  We'd excitedly get out of the car and for some reason nervously make our way to the door.  Then the moment would hit.  We opened the front door, turned the lights on, and there it'd all be, laid out across the den waiting on us.  But even though I don't always remember each year what we walked in to, I'll never forget the 25 minute ride home that always seemed like an eternity.  Do you have Christmas memories like that?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6155729018535144033?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6155729018535144033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6155729018535144033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6155729018535144033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6155729018535144033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-songs-and-staring-out-window.html' title='Christmas Songs and Staring Out the Window On Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4888389952875041673</id><published>2007-12-05T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:04:45.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Understanding the Golden Compass</title><content type='html'>The new movie, "The Golden Compass" is already the most controversial film among Christians in a very long time.  The author of the books the movie is based on (last name Pullman), is an avowed atheist with a blatant agenda to tear down religious belief, or belief in God period.  It is a blatant attack wearing the clothing of a children's story.  He went to war on faith, and millions of men, women, and children will unknowingly walk into the movie theater and walk out never realizing what they've just seen is an attempt to get generations of people to believe there is no God.  I won't go into anymore depth, but I'd encourage you STRONGLY to click on the links to 2 articles about the movie in the right sidebar (T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hey Said it:  Things from People Much Smarter than Me&lt;/span&gt;).  Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4888389952875041673?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4888389952875041673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4888389952875041673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4888389952875041673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4888389952875041673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/12/understanding-golden-compass.html' title='Understanding the Golden Compass'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-806215909687508958</id><published>2007-11-27T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:25:55.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt'/><title type='text'>"I hate myself and want to die"</title><content type='html'>Whoa, not me.  Not literally anyway.  It's the title of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Hate_Myself_And_Want_to_Die"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; written and released by the 90's rock band Nirvana.  Their lead singer reportedly would answer "How are you doing" questions with this line.  Kurt Cobain went on to commit suicide in 1994 by shooting himself in the head with a shotgun.  It's a tragic end to a strangely troubled life.  Whether in a sarcastic tone or not, anyone who would answer "How are you?" with "I hate myself and want to die" is a troubled man.  Plagued with strange demons (not necessarily literally). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in a strange way it is not altogether uncommon to experience self-hatred.  The enemy uses that to his advantage, including those who follow Jesus.  Ask yourself a question.  Have you ever had feelings of self-hatred when you sin?  Even as a child of God?  Feelings of such strong guilt that you feel like you're beyond the love of the Father?  So much so that when you look in the mirror you're so disgusted with what you see that you're not sure you want to see yourself again.  (Ol' Faithful Internet Monk explains this phenomenon well &lt;a href="http://www.internetmonk.com/archive/appointmentreflection"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Read it and prepare to have your mind read to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy would say to you "Run and hide from God.  You're so very dirty and God wants nothing to do with you."  Not unlike Silar from the TV show Heroes in last nights episode.  He induces so much guilt on the part of the Mya character (actually quite a bore of a storyline), that he has her believe she wanted to kill her brother's wife and that he hates her for doing so (an act she had NO control over at the time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gospel says to us rather than "Run and hide, you're far too dirty for God," "Run TO God, you've already been forgiven in Jesus Christ.  Nothing you can do will cause God to love you more or less."  We struggle mightily with this.  It's easier to allow self-hate to cloud and consume you than it is to rest in God's forgiveness of you in Jesus.  When we betray God, which happens on a regular basis, our flesh lets us know and believe that we now sit in infinite guilt.  It's hard to explain the difference between guilt and conviction in a saint of God.  Conviction is the Holy Spirit's way of getting us to repent.  When we once repent and turn, any guilt is induced by the enemy and not by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you sin, child of God, don't run away from God.  Don't hide your face in shame.  Take the conviction as an opportunity for repentance and restoration.  Take the guilt then, and throw it away.  Claim the precious promise of God that "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive our sins, and cleanse us from all unrighteousness."  You may have to tell yourself that again and again.  But please don't answer God's conviction with "I hate myself and want to die."  Answer it by repenting and then resting in forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-806215909687508958?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/806215909687508958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=806215909687508958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/806215909687508958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/806215909687508958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-myself-and-want-to-die.html' title='&quot;I hate myself and want to die&quot;'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7563164356109134526</id><published>2007-11-27T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:30:43.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Translation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Controversy'/><title type='text'>To KJV or not to KJV</title><content type='html'>There is a quarrel that looks more like a battlefield among some Christians and even entire regions of Christians against others over what particular translation of the Bible is the correct one.  Which one is the inspired one?  Which one is most accurate, or according to some completely word for word accurate?  Nevermind that I don't have the space to address this issue properly in a blog, is this something to divide over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The divinity of Jesus?  The inspiration, infallibility, innerrent nature of the Bible?  The Trinity?  The nature of salvation by Jesus alone?  All things we must divide over if there is ever debate questioning it.  There is a place to take your stand and fight your battles.  If you're going to fight a battle, choose it wisely, and stay close to those key doctrinal statements of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions surrounding Bible translations are legitimate, important questions that we must ask.  They should be tactfully addressed.  They are worthy things to study.  This is not the battleground to fight over.  I've read literature from many camps over the course of years.  I will confess that I rarely take seriously any side that comes out and says they have and know the ONLY legitimate translation of God's word, and that all others are corrupt and sometimes they will go as far as to say they are of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you even debate that?  If someone thinks your copy of the Scriptures was inspired by the Dark Lord, then you've started out a few points behind in that person's book.  I've taken  my position over the course of time and much study and prayer.  Many translations have much to offer.  Many are wholly inadequate.  Many are somewhere in between.  I can learn from an  ESV, NIV, NASB, KJV, just fine.  Some are easier to understand than others.  None do claim within the Bible itself that their translation is the final say so from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the coming year I will likely preach a series on the Bible where we will address these particular questions.  If you are an attender or member at Little Mountain then keep your ears peeled for more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7563164356109134526?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7563164356109134526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7563164356109134526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7563164356109134526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7563164356109134526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-kjv-or-not-to-kjv.html' title='To KJV or not to KJV'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1282087355255077712</id><published>2007-11-27T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:15:01.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calvinism'/><title type='text'>They Said It (update)</title><content type='html'>Check the links under "They Said it (Things from people much smarter than me).  One link is from my  former pastor during Seminary.  He's only about 34 but he's a brilliant communicator.  The other is by one of my favorite Southern Baptist Convention employees, Ed Stetzer.  Both offer links to conference stuff about Calvinism in the SBC.  This has been a growing conflict that's caused much hurt and many rifts in churches needlessly.  Which JC do you follow?  John Calvin or Jesus Christ?  It makes a lot of difference.  Let us pray that we will not engage in foolish controversies or quarrel about words.  Check the links out.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1282087355255077712?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1282087355255077712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1282087355255077712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1282087355255077712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1282087355255077712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-said-it-update.html' title='They Said It (update)'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5895008049788561432</id><published>2007-11-26T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:06:44.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elderly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discipleship'/><title type='text'>Ends and Beginnings</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in about a 5 or 6 days now and the reason is that much has happened in between then and now.  Our church has lost 2 faithful and priceless men in exactly a weeks time.  Both left the tent of their earthly bodies and went to be with Christ.  They're waiting even now for the resurrection.  Both happened suddenly and surprisingly although neither was totally unexpected.  As I left the hospital about 3 am Monday morning I had the thought in my head that a church is just a generation away from extinction (or something like that).  As we lose those pillars of our local church we lose a wealth of experience, wisdom, and faithfulness.  But if we open our eyes we'll find that we've not lost it, but now have an opportunity to use it.  The way to honor the memory of the faithful ones who've gone before us is to move forward ourselves.  To reach out and exert our energy in reproducing a younger generation of disciples to carry the work forward.  It's always been this way.  When one moves on, another can step in and carry the torch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I examined myself and our church to see if we were doing everything we could to make disciples in the generations below those great older members.  The question, "Are we multi-generationally friendly" if that makes sense, is an important and difficult question.  How do we move on without forgetting what happened before us?  How do we honor those still among us while evolving our methods to reach the next generations?  That's an age old question that I'd love to know the answer to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that in one week we saw 2 ends and 3 beginnings.  While we mourn the loss of the 2 dear men whom everyone loved, we had an opportunity to see the spiritual journey of 3 young believers get a kick start on Sunday night as they passed through the waters of baptism.  It was a joy to see them follow Christ in obedience to His command.  Now the real work begins.  The work of taking new converts to Jesus and showing them how their spiritual conversion looks in their everyday life.  That's really discipleship.  Showing and teaching people to look more like the master each day in all the thousands of regular things we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss these 2 men that went on before me.  I knew both only about 9 months, but they left a mark.  Will the generation that follows have the chance to leave a similar mark?  To care about the work of the ministry going on at Little Mountain enough to sacrifice to take part in it?  I despair sometimes because I know I can't make that happen.  Yet at the same time, God faithfully lets me know it was never my joy to "make" anything happen.  He'll be faithful to take care of that.  I'm responsible to faithfully do what I can do.  Pray for our church.  Pray that God would raise up a mighty army of faithful men and women to transform and change not only ourselves but our community and world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5895008049788561432?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5895008049788561432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5895008049788561432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5895008049788561432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5895008049788561432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/ends-and-beginnings.html' title='Ends and Beginnings'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6325063848504100696</id><published>2007-11-21T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:11:49.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Website Update</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to let you know the church &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; has been updated with a new article you may find mildly amusing.  It's entitled, "Jesus, James Bond, and Christmas."  Intrigued?  Even if you're not, stop by the site and check it out.  In other news, lmbchurch.net has received over 600 hits in the past 30 days.  Not bad for a &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;Rural American Church.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6325063848504100696?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6325063848504100696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6325063848504100696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6325063848504100696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6325063848504100696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/website-update.html' title='Website Update'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2773435819650879773</id><published>2007-11-21T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:29:00.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage.  Have I Not Paid Attention?</title><content type='html'>There is a series of articles on a blog I regularly read about the myth of the ideal marriage more or less.  His contention is that evangelicals promote an idealized form of marriage that looks very little like real life marriages.  That these "real" marriages have problems.  Real and not simply petty disagreements.  Real marriages don't look like a '50's television sitcom (NOTE: He did not actually say that, but it's a reasonable statement based on the gist of the articles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustrating thing for this man is that there is no teaching about marriage at the real, nitty gritty, not always a picnic level.  There is plenty about submission and male headship and the Ephesians 5 marriage, but in practice we're too stained with indwelling sin still to look just like that.  He says much more than all this, but this is enough to make my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he going for his "evangelical marriage teaching."  I've heard few, including several mega-church pastors that one would think would be the 1st to stylize marriage, actually do so.  Most I've ever heard were open about the facts.  Marriages aren't perfect.  They're sometimes messy.  We sometimes fight.  We don't always make up right away, and sadly sometimes not at all.  Every pastor I've been exposed to handled this with remarkable honesty.  They were all frank about the less the perfect marriages they are a part of.  There was no straw man telling me that if "You will lead, your wife will submit, then marriage will always work just right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question I have in all this is; Has he constructed a straw evangelical preacher man to knock down.  The straw preacher who isn't transparent.  The straw preacher who preaches about victory NOW in Jesus in you marriage.  The straw preacher who says "Leadership, Submission, and a Good Bible" will be all you need to keep you from wandering through your marriage.  I think the straw preacher man is less common in reality these days.  Maybe he still preaches in many pulpits, and maybe I just haven't paid attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:  There is much more to this article than I had time to include.  But if half the body is a straw man, what's the other half?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2773435819650879773?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2773435819650879773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2773435819650879773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2773435819650879773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2773435819650879773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/marriage-have-i-not-paid-attention.html' title='Marriage.  Have I Not Paid Attention?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2740301905826536368</id><published>2007-11-19T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:39:18.413-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt'/><title type='text'>When I Don't Feel Like Going to God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time of greatest urgency...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time of greatest danger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I need Him most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I want Him least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I don't want discipline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I feel I deserve it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I am most desperate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time He is so willing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time He is still waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time His blood was shed for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I am still His child...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time I became alive for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the time that I should go to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2740301905826536368?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2740301905826536368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2740301905826536368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2740301905826536368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2740301905826536368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-dont-feel-like-going-to-god.html' title='When I Don&apos;t Feel Like Going to God...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1265569226826144031</id><published>2007-11-17T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:42:38.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Something'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>30 Year Olds in College Clothes</title><content type='html'>The last post was sort of metaphorical, scriptural, type musings based on God's word.  This one is sort of more personal, embarrassing, and close to home.  I'm now officially 30 years old.  Yes, November 17th makes me a man no longer in his 20's.  It's also official that I am now able to be branded as someone stuck in another decade.  I wear flip-flops and I'm not a hippie.  I wear t-shirts and blue jeans and I'm not a rock star.  I still have a shadow where once grew a goatee, and a rather magnificent one at that.  I don't feel 30.  I don't look 30, but there is no getting around the fact that I am 30.  30 years old and still dressed up in the trappings of a college student.  I find it hard to let go.  I am now the guy wearing member's only jackets in the 90's.  I'm the guy listening to 80's hair bands in the grunge age.  In short I'm the guy I made fun of when I was half-way cool.  I'm also a married father of two girls.  I'm cornier than ever.  I would rather spend the evening on the couch than out on the town.  Some things change while others remain the same.  30 isn't anything more than a number, but it's a symbol as well.  A symbol that it's time to move on.  To face the realities of life, and quit trying to just "be me."  That was a rather embarrassing stage of life.  The refusal to grow up b/c it didn't "fit" my personality.  I've got a lot more to learn as a father, husband, pastor, son, etc.  But thankfully to God I've learned so much already.  30 more years is right around the corner God willing.  At 30 being stuck at 20 is inexcusable.  At 60 being stuck at 50 is forgivable.  I'll wake up there tomorrow.  In the blink of an eye.  Then I'll be wearing black socks with shorts and penny loafers.  I'll wear white socks with dress pants.  My lasik will have worn off.  And I hope I'll be exactly where God wants me to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1265569226826144031?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1265569226826144031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1265569226826144031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1265569226826144031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1265569226826144031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/30-year-olds-in-college-clothes.html' title='30 Year Olds in College Clothes'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8632151062749011161</id><published>2007-11-15T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:08:23.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon on Mount'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew 7:15-20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='False Teachers'/><title type='text'>Wolves Wearing Sheep Clothes</title><content type='html'>Every church has them.  They always have from the very beginning.  They come in unnoticed at first.  Possibly b/c we're not watching out for them.  Possibly b/c we're not aware they're out there wanting to come in.  If we'd just pay a little attention we'd notice they smell different, they act different, and they eat differently.  We might have noticed a sheep or two missing.  Gone from the flock without a trace.  We act ambivalent, like it's just a curious oddity.  Then we hear the murmuring.  1st it's dull chatter, then louder and more specific.  "We think one of our sheep is not a sheep.  We think there is a wolf among us."  How did we let that happen?  How does any church let that happen?  A wolf in sheep's clothing is still a wolf.  Did we not know how wolves act?  Did we not understand their kind of hunger?  They only want to eat sheep.  At that point it's really pretty late in the game.  The wolf has taken some of our own, eaten them and spit the bones back out.  We scramble to find a way to get rid of the wolf, but we've been caught unawares.  We never recognized the threat that had gotten in through the defenses.  Truthfully we had very weak defenses.  The sheep didn't listen to the Master's words.  Or if they did, they chose not to obey.  And so it was only inevitable that one day a wolf, or maybe a pack of wolves, would wreak havoc in our fold.  If we'd only heeded the warning.  If we'd only listened for the traits of the wolf so we'd recognize it when we saw it.  Maybe it never would have happened.  Now we pick up the pieces, knowing that at least the end for the wolf will be worse than the harm he has done.  It won't be the same, but by the Shepherd's grace, perhaps it will be better.  If we'll only heed the voice of the Shepherd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8632151062749011161?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8632151062749011161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8632151062749011161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8632151062749011161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8632151062749011161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/wolves-wearing-sheep-clothes.html' title='Wolves Wearing Sheep Clothes'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-252144838578553957</id><published>2007-11-15T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:57:37.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Ava Grace Photos Updated</title><content type='html'>I've updated the photo page from Ava Grace's birthday.  Check out the pics of the new tied for first place most beautiful little girl in the world &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/tigerjunkie/AvaGrace"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-252144838578553957?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/252144838578553957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=252144838578553957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/252144838578553957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/252144838578553957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/ava-grace-photos-updated.html' title='Ava Grace Photos Updated'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3937450972042075188</id><published>2007-11-15T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:24:44.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things You Should Always Do Every Day'/><title type='text'>They Said It</title><content type='html'>What was formerly known as Joshua's Shared Items (very boring and dull) has been given a face lift.  Actually just a name change.  If you look to the sidebar over on the right of this blog you'll find something called, "They Said It...Things from people much smarter than me."  These will be articles and tidbits of information from people who say things in ways that are much better than I could ever say them.  YOU SHOULD CLICK ON THESE EVERYTIME YOU SEE IT UPDATED.  Some of these men will be brilliant.  Others will simply nail something down in an unusual way that would cause me to say "Well said, Hear, Hear!"  You'll be smarter if you'll read these.  Trust me on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3937450972042075188?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3937450972042075188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3937450972042075188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3937450972042075188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3937450972042075188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-said-it.html' title='They Said It'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6838005059276379913</id><published>2007-11-15T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:41:37.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consumerism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>The Overlooked Holiday</title><content type='html'>The build up is intense.  It's massive actually.  If an alien from another planet happened to land anywhere in the United States from October 1st to the beginning of November they would think that Halloween is the most celebrated and anticipated Holiday in America.  What would they think of our trick or treating, outlandish costumes and obsession with candy?  What would happen if they landed here a few days after Halloween?  What would they find?  Christmas.  Decorations, songs, sales, etc.  In every store following October 31st, you'll find the Christmas scene being rolled out.  Then, tucked nicely in between Halloween and Christmas, there would be a little blip on the radar somewhere around the last full week of November.  Would they notice it?  We call it Thanksgiving.  Many know it as "the day before we do all of our Christmas shopping day."  Yes, Thanksgiving is one of the most overlooked if not the most overlooked holiday we have.  Why is that?  I believe it has something to do with our consumerism.  At Halloween you get lots of candy.  At Christmas you get mounds of toys.  But at Thanksgiving you just think about all the candy and toys without actually getting any.  It's hard for stores to make money off of a Holiday where people are simply mindful and thankful for what they have.  It's much easier when we're all doling things out.  I think it's tragic that the day we've set aside to specifically thank God for all He's done is squeezed between Vampire masks and Santa Claus so that it's just a Holiday we get past in order to move closer to Christmas.  I for one, would love to see an emphasis reemerge on Thanksgiving.  Time where we set aside consumerism and getting and giving and are simply thankful to God Almighty for what He's doing and has done in our lives.  And in our country.  And in our world.  And also, for what He's doing through Jesus Christ.  It may make retailers angry.  It may slow down our economy a blip.  But it may just gladden the heart of God.  Of course one day out of 365 1/4 days is not very much, but it's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6838005059276379913?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6838005059276379913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6838005059276379913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6838005059276379913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6838005059276379913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/overlooked-holiday.html' title='The Overlooked Holiday'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-359954076488841082</id><published>2007-11-14T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:58:01.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><title type='text'>Home from the Hospital</title><content type='html'>We left the hospital today at about 1 and are settling in with Ava Grace in her new setting.  She's handled it like a champ.  She's actually handled much like her father, by sleeping for hours at a time.  I feel like someone's drugged me with some powerful sleeping potion.  Brooke is doing so great I can't believe it.  You would never know she went through labor a few days ago.  It's absolutely astounding.  I guess with Kate being such a difficult delivery I assumed they were all like that.  In any case we're excited to get back to life outside the hospital and adjusting to two little girls will be a real change, but a welcome one.  Thanks to anyone reading this for your prayers and support.  We appreciate each one lifted up to the Lord.  We look forward to seeing you all again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-359954076488841082?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/359954076488841082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=359954076488841082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/359954076488841082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/359954076488841082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-from-hospital.html' title='Home from the Hospital'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-665451384722331954</id><published>2007-11-13T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:08:09.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitation'/><title type='text'>The Comment Post</title><content type='html'>If you're not able to visit us at the hospital we certainly understand, but that shouldn't exclude you from the visitor book!  Leave a comment here on this post.  We'll check it, and that will be just as good as a visit.  Simply click on the comment link at the bottom of each post and tell us your name and any message you may have.  We love each of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-665451384722331954?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/665451384722331954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=665451384722331954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/665451384722331954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/665451384722331954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/comment-post.html' title='The Comment Post'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7049242689395948475</id><published>2007-11-12T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:24:15.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><title type='text'>Link to More Pics</title><content type='html'>Here's the link to some more photos at Picasa Web.  This link should take you directly to the photo album.  Check them out &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/tigerjunkie/AvaGrace"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7049242689395948475?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7049242689395948475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7049242689395948475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7049242689395948475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7049242689395948475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/link-to-more-pics.html' title='Link to More Pics'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3024844918792047036</id><published>2007-11-12T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:17:45.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pipes are at Full Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/RzjCcH6bmAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m8ogOQgbVaI/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/RzjCcH6bmAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m8ogOQgbVaI/s320/IMG_1486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132065563804932098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried at 1st but once in "mommy's" arms she got rather calm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3024844918792047036?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3024844918792047036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3024844918792047036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3024844918792047036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3024844918792047036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/pipes-are-at-full-force.html' title='The Pipes are at Full Force'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WHUPYMBpnEs/RzjCcH6bmAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m8ogOQgbVaI/s72-c/IMG_1486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8306203817120688193</id><published>2007-11-12T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:43:31.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delivery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the World!</title><content type='html'>At 12:52 p.m. today, Ava Grace Phillips was born into the world.  For the women, she was 7 pounds 12 ounces, and I have no idea how long she is.  Brooke did so well, and is feeling great.  I will post some photos of the baby soon.  We appreciate all prayers and support.  Hope to see and hear from you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8306203817120688193?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8306203817120688193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8306203817120688193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8306203817120688193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8306203817120688193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/welcome-to-world.html' title='Welcome to the World!'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2404836294872495800</id><published>2007-11-11T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:34:21.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delivery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava Grace'/><title type='text'>Rise and Shine</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning at 5:00 Brooke and I will wake up, take showers, and head to the hospital to meet our new baby.  I believe I will have access to the internet from the hospital so I will post some pictures, and post a few blog entries, so check back often to see pictures of the new tied for the cutest girl in the world.  If you're in driving distance stop by and see us.  We are pumped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2404836294872495800?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2404836294872495800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2404836294872495800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2404836294872495800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2404836294872495800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/rise-and-shine.html' title='Rise and Shine'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4667153509349870867</id><published>2007-11-08T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:18:45.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natural Tendency'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criticism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>Fight or Flight?</title><content type='html'>God created us with an interesting trait that's built in to who we are.  He gave us adrenaline and programmed us with instinct so that in any given situation if our body senses trouble, it naturally reacts in a certain way.  The instincts come alive when the adrenaline starts pumping and we're being prepared for 1 of 2 things.  Either we will stay and fight or we will flee to get away.  It's a part of our survival.  This happens to us when we're in the woods and we see a bear, when we're in a dark alley and we see a shadow, or when we're in the early stages of an argument.  It's the last one I want to hit on for a minute.  Because there is a 3rd choice that humans have when the adrenaline starts pumping and we know we're in for a fight.  We can take the opportunity presented to us as a chance to love the other person the way that Jesus loved them.  "Wait a second, that's not in my nature?"  Exactly.  It's not in your nature.  When we're cornered we want to fight or to slip off and escape.  Rarely will we desire to stay and love our criticizer.  But for the Christian fight or flight can't be our only 2 options.  Too much to say and not enough time.  Stop back in later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4667153509349870867?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4667153509349870867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4667153509349870867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4667153509349870867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4667153509349870867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/fight-or-flight.html' title='Fight or Flight?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7641785604227759372</id><published>2007-11-07T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:10:38.469-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelicalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypocrisy'/><title type='text'>Oh, the irony of it all...</title><content type='html'>Evangelical Christians in the United States are currently in the middle of a self-inflicted embarrassment over the financial dealings of 6 prominent "televangelists."  There's a lot I could say about this situation, but here's a link to someone who said it all in a far more interesting sort of way.  Read Dan Edelen's post &lt;a href="http://ceruleansanctum.com/2007/11/too-much.html"&gt;Too Much&lt;/a&gt;.  Be warned; this is ugly and could make you uncomfortable.  Don't say I didn't tell you so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7641785604227759372?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7641785604227759372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7641785604227759372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7641785604227759372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7641785604227759372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-irony-of-it-all.html' title='Oh, the irony of it all...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4206142668769179480</id><published>2007-11-07T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:09:15.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoral Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criticism'/><title type='text'>Deal w/Don't Avoid</title><content type='html'>I read a very interesting quote today that got my mind racing in regards to personal criticism.  It said, &lt;span face="Arial"&gt;"To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing."  Isn't that the only way to avoid being criticized?  Pastors are especially susceptible to criticism because of their visibility and responsibility.  It will always be a heavy burden being a pastor by the very nature of the calling.  But if you're called by God, you cannot avoid criticism.  The truth is, you shouldn't even try.  That sounds surprising, but there's a liberating thought that always comforts me; "You can't please everyone all the time."  A real pastor isn't even in the business of pleasing.  A real pastor is in the shepherding business.  We get to experience with our people all the joys and happiness, and we rejoice in those times with our people.  We pray for those times.  We seek them out.  But maybe more often we're involved not in the joys and happiness, but in the darkness and heartache of our people.  In those times we hurt with our people.  We cry with them.  We pray for them.  We never seek them out, but we do our best to be there when they happen.  Unfortunately sometimes we can't.  People think criticism of the pastor rolls off his back.  That he's somehow immune from the feelings normal people have.  It's a lie.  It's totally untrue.  We hurt as bad as the next person, and take it just as personally.  It's just that God calls all Christians, including pastors to deal with criticism in a godly way.  If it can't be avoided it can be dealt with like Jesus would deal with it.  You know He received His fair share of criticism too.  I count it joy to receive anything that my Savior received.  SO even though it hurts, pastors and Christians, press on.  I preached on the Golden Rule last Sunday.  One major point I made is that we treat others in 2 ways.  1) The way our loving God treats us.  2)  The way we'd want others to treat us.  That should happen regardless of how we feel, and regardless of how others treat us.  It's easier said than done, but I've got to eat the same thing I feed others.  If you're criticized frequently or even rarely, 1st ask yourself if the criticism is fair.  If it is put pride aside and repent.  If it's not then deal with the criticizer in a Christ like way.  Jesus loved even those who put Him to death.  He calls us to do the same.  God my prayer now and always is, "Let me treat others with Your love at all times, and so reflect glory on your precious name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4206142668769179480?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4206142668769179480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4206142668769179480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4206142668769179480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4206142668769179480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/deal-wdont-avoid.html' title='Deal w/Don&apos;t Avoid'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3076891326154745377</id><published>2007-11-07T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:18:21.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting'/><title type='text'>5 Full Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>Ava Grace Phillips is preparing to make her grand entrance into the world in about 5 days, prayerfully sooner.  My perhaps delusional dream is that when we go to the doctor today he'll tell us, "Wow you look ready right now.  Let's get you admitted to the hospital."  That's not too much to ask since my wife's been having contractions for a week now.  My gut says, "You'll just have to wait it out."  God's always trying to test my patience.  Patience is truly one of the hardest virtues to learn.  I usually find myself expressing to God my already well developed sense of it.  Like I told the church on Sunday, "Who am I fooling?  Sometimes myself, but never God."  He knows I need to continue to mature in this area.  Who doesn't?  Children are the surest way to test your patience level.  I'll post soon on Children and Sanctification.  This is one of the most practical lessons I've learned in a long time.  I hope it will help you when you're fooling yourself about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3076891326154745377?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3076891326154745377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3076891326154745377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3076891326154745377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3076891326154745377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/5-full-days-and-counting.html' title='5 Full Days and Counting'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5123775588242777454</id><published>2007-11-06T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:02:39.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon on Mount'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Rule'/><title type='text'>Sunday Reflections</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday was yet again a wonderful day for us at &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;Little Mountain&lt;/a&gt;.  I earnestly believe that God is moving in the hearts of our people, and it's clear that people are being convicted.  I pray for a revival among our people, and only God can make that happen.  We're drawing near the end of the Sermon on the Mount, and with it our "New Kind of Human" series.  We took a look at the Golden Rule from Matthew 7:12.  What did we learn from it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Golden Rule is our Response to our Gracious and Generous Father - B/c the Father gives good gifts to His children, we ought to respond in like manner to those we come in contact with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Golden Rule is an Action Rule - It's a call for us to act.  Many religions tell you how not to treat others, but Jesus makes it clear that His command is that we act in love towards others.  We can't ignore their needs.  We treat them well no matter how we feel about them or how they act towards us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Golden Rule is an Application of the OT - The OT has much to tell us about how we ought to treat others.  Jesus gives us the summarized Cliff's Notes version of all of that.  In other words if you want to follow the OT ethical teachings about how we treat others, then follow the Golden Rule.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;It's not easy or automatic by any means.  In fact following the GR is impossible by purely human strength.  We can't simply will ourselves to do it.  It must be our work in conjunction with the Holy Spirit's empowering in our hearts.  Pray that God would empower you to respond to His love by acting in love towards others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5123775588242777454?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5123775588242777454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5123775588242777454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5123775588242777454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5123775588242777454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-reflections.html' title='Sunday Reflections'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-614336356373462178</id><published>2007-11-02T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:26:34.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>Tech Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can't stop.  I'll admit it.  Every time I get some free alone time I'm obsessed with  messing around with  technology that is relatively new to me.  This blog, my family blog, our &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;church website&lt;/a&gt; and now Google Analytics, Picasso web galleries, and web hosting for podcasting.  These are all amazing tools to help connect with people via a medium that wasn't available for most of the last several thousand years.  This stuff is keeping up at night.  Instead of sleeping I'm researching whether .mac is a worthy investment to get 10 gigs of web space for podcasts and sermon audio, or whether another option is better.  It's 1:25 am and I'm writing about my obsession.  I should have been in bed an hour and a half ago.  Somebody please stop me. &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/7803735177302266861-614336356373462178?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/614336356373462178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=614336356373462178' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/614336356373462178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/614336356373462178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/11/tech-obsessed.html' title='Tech Obsessed'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-636731827359575174</id><published>2007-10-31T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:27:15.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apologetics'/><title type='text'>Apologetics and Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I used to be, and to a certain extent still am, fascinated by reading apologetics materials.  Debates and papers, books and magazine articles that attempt to fend off criticism of God, the Bible, the Church, Christianity, etc., all hold an important place in my mind.  Years ago when confronted with skeptics it thrilled my heart and opened up new worlds for me when I discovered books like Mere Christianity and The Evidence that Demands a Verdict.  These books and those like them helped me to understand that thinking people can reasonably believe in the story of Jesus and everything that goes along with it.  But I soon discovered that endless research  and vigorously devouring any and all apologetic writings still left me feeling hungry.  What I mean is, these things point you to the real thing but can't take the place of it.  Apologetics doesn't comfort in times of sadness.  Debate can never produce real life change.  It's filler but not filling.  It has its place.  We don't need to be unthinking or shun reason.  It's just that God hasn't chosen to reveal Himself through the world's wisdom.  Paul said as much if you don't believe me.  I'm no anti-intellectual but apologetics can be like Chinese food, you can eat a lot and be hungry a few hours later.  It's not "the Bible and nothing else," but if you only have time for one or the other, opt for the Bible.  Feast on it and snack on the rest.  Not the other way around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-636731827359575174?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/636731827359575174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=636731827359575174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/636731827359575174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/636731827359575174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/apologetics-and-emptiness.html' title='Apologetics and Emptiness'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5615051392773460672</id><published>2007-10-29T23:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:29:07.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Tell Me About Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don't tell me your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Don't even give me words that belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;Really I don't want to know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the words of life.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the story of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Tell it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;That's what the Bible is about.&lt;br /&gt;Every Testament, every book, every page, every word.&lt;br /&gt;Each and  all together point to Him.&lt;br /&gt;When I need comfort read them to me.&lt;br /&gt;When I need strength quote them to me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else can take the place of the precious word of God.&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me about Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5615051392773460672?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5615051392773460672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5615051392773460672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5615051392773460672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5615051392773460672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/tell-me-about-jesus.html' title='Tell Me About Jesus'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8845442532186968774</id><published>2007-10-29T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:03:17.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>The Hardest Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Since becoming a pastor back in February I've had an opportunity to be a part of several funerals for elderly men and women.  Without question no funeral is easy.  I've had the privilege of burying some people who walked with God for many years.  People whose funeral was written long before they passed away.  The kind where everyone says, "They wrote their own funeral through the way they lived their life."  I've also been a part of saying goodbye to some who only by the profession of their mouth was it at all possible to say they knew Jesus.  Those are a bit more difficult.  All, however have lived a long life.  Today, though I didn't take part in the funeral, I attended the hardest goodbye I've seen in my short ministry.  As I watched the ministers talk I wondered how I'd be able to make it through were I in their shoes.  As I watched the video presentation of the young girl's life flash on the screen I had to look away.  It was too hard to see.  As I looked at her I saw my daughter and my throat welled up and I was thankful no one tried to talk to me during it.  I wouldn't have been able to answer.  I was there too late to even be in the sanctuary so I watched on a television and couldn't see the reaction to the family.  I can only imagine the visceral emotions that welled up inside of them, and if they didn't let it out they're stronger than I am.  There's no good reason to have to say goodbye to your 14 year old child.  I don't care that I'm a pastor.  I don't care that I'm an adult.  I'm a human and a father and I don't want to ever have to do what that family did today.  Yet the words of the pastor were the words of God, and that's the ONLY hope we have.  That Christ is raised and so we will be too some sweet day.  That the tomb our bodies rest in will be broken into by life, where before they dwelled in death.  That the same God who said hello to us when we passed away will reunite us with new and perfect bodies.  Bodies that will live forever with our savior, Jesus Christ.  With those words, Paul said "Comfort each other."  And it is a comfort.  It's a comfort during the hardest goodbye anyone will ever say.  I don't want to say it, but if I do I want someone to tell me about Jesus.  About the resurrection.  About the Hope of Glory.  Nothing else will do.  Nothing else is comfort.  One day I'd love to meet the girl that was taken on this past Friday.  Because of Jesus I'll get that chance.  I'm more thankful her mom and dad will get that chance someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8845442532186968774?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8845442532186968774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8845442532186968774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8845442532186968774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8845442532186968774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/hardest-goodbye.html' title='The Hardest Goodbye'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-4130718016689322952</id><published>2007-10-28T22:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:34:36.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon on Mount'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Message'/><title type='text'>Sunday Reflections</title><content type='html'>This will be a regular post for me on Sunday evenings as I reflect on one of the busiest days of the week for any pastor.  It seems lately that the Holy Spirit has brought conviction in the hearts of the people in our church.  God's Word today provoked conviction, praise, thanksgiving, and likely hidden things I never saw.  The message this morning was from Matthew 7:7-11 (Ask, Seek, Knock).  The point was our persistence and God's generosity as a father.  I'd like to take a deeper look at how when we refuse to be persistent, it indicates a lack of faith, and says to God, "I don't know if you've got it, so I'll take over."  We mistakenly believe that it's somehow more spiritual to pray for something once, and then leave it at that.  According to Jesus that's a wrong view of prayer.  "Keep on asking and you'll receive; Keep on seeking and you will find; Keep on knocking and the door will be opened to you."  What are you holding onto because you refuse to continually bring it to our generous father in prayer?  Holding onto it isn't doing God any favors, and you'd do well to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to check us out on the web at &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;www.lmbchurch.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-4130718016689322952?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/4130718016689322952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=4130718016689322952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4130718016689322952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/4130718016689322952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-reflections_28.html' title='Sunday Reflections'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6774986111825982803</id><published>2007-10-28T14:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:03:21.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conviction'/><title type='text'>Sin, Guilt, and Deliverance</title><content type='html'>There are times in every believers life when we sin a particularly "sinful sin."  These are the types of sins that make it difficult for us to even go to God with confession and repentance.  We think to ourselves, "That sin is too bad for even God to deal with."  When we think thoughts like that and act on them by listening to ourselves we are exactly where the enemy would like us to be.  The whispers in your ear that accuse you of guilt are not the whispers of God.  The ones telling you "That's too bad to go to God over" are not the thoughts of God.  The New Covenant we are part of in Jesus Christ tells us that our standing before God is now and always based solely on the blood of Jesus.  That it is Christ's sacrificial death for us that allows us to stand before God as sinners and be looked on as saints.  Anytime we fall prey to the lie that we can't go to God with one sin or another we've let the enemy gain a foothold and said the New Covenant isn't enough for us.  That there's something we need to add.  We have nothing to add.  God knows that.  Do you?  When you feel especially guilty, that is exactly the right time to go before God and repent and confess.  You have nothing else to give.  Before you confess and repent you feel conviction from the Holy Spirit.  Afterwards, you feel guilt and that guilt is not from God.  It's from the enemy.  Listen to conviction.  Shun post-confession guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6774986111825982803?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6774986111825982803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6774986111825982803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6774986111825982803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6774986111825982803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/sin-guilt-and-deliverance.html' title='Sin, Guilt, and Deliverance'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8188062505949917621</id><published>2007-10-27T23:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:07:05.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deliverance'/><title type='text'>The God Who Answers</title><content type='html'>We're studying the Sermon on the Mount and we come this Sunday to the "Ask, Seek, Knock" passage.  We serve a God who still answers our prayers.  As strange as it seems to ask for something from a God who knows all your needs, He still desires that we present our requests to Him.  Check out this link from a very interesting blog I regularly read; http://&lt;a href="http://www.internetmonk.com/archive/what-do-you-do-when-god-answers-your-prayer"&gt;www.internetmonk.com/archive/what-do-you-do-when-god-answers-your-prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts from the link?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8188062505949917621?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8188062505949917621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8188062505949917621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8188062505949917621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8188062505949917621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/god-who-answers.html' title='The God Who Answers'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8933221999892367335</id><published>2007-10-27T23:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:58:21.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Questions we Ask...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The past few days I've had an opportunity to be on the inside of the most tragic situation of my short stint in the ministry. On Friday at lunch a 14 year old girl, so full of life, was taken from this world in an instant. Meanwhile her 16 year old sister is in a touch and go situation, on a ventilator, with her brain being monitored for swelling. I've heard many times that "You're not supposed to bury your children." It is unnatural and this situation breaks my heart. I've spent some time with the family and watched as the grief overtook them at various times. In these times we're tempted to ask God why? There's some precedent for that in God's word. For asking why. What's the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st - We have to understand that God weeps for the death of His children. He didn't cause this. He didn't want this to happen. Yet He allowed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd - God didn't need this girl in heaven. You hear that from time to time, and it's meant to be a comfort but it portrays God in a negative light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd - Death is a result of sin. Not sin of the individual but the fact that this world is fallen. Death is still the end of every human being.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4th - The hope of glory is that one day, when Christ returns, all those who've died in Christ will be raised from the dead with incorruptible bodies that will never die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5th - In the meantime we're not guaranteed a single breath. While we have breath in our lungs, we must take advantage of every opportunity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6th - No answer makes the suffering easier to bear. A loss like this is a blow straight to the heart. This is the time not for pat answers, but for sympathetic service. How can we respond with loving service.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7th -  Do you have the hope these girls have and had?  The hope of glory, Jesus Christ.  This loss will not be in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Pray for the Mitchell family. The need the strength and comfort of your prayers. Pray for the daughter left behind. That God would see fit to heal her, and give her a complete recovery. Love them in this time. Ask the questions even if the answers aren't satisfying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8933221999892367335?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8933221999892367335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8933221999892367335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8933221999892367335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8933221999892367335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/questions-we-ask.html' title='The Questions we Ask...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-1906347693542799257</id><published>2007-10-26T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T08:20:48.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Dig Your Hands in the Community?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Pastor Josh and Brooke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    My name is _______ and I am 2.5 years old.  I came to your Fall Festival last weekend with my mommy and daddy and I had lots of fun.  The hayride was my favorite.  I love to sing 'Old McDonald Had a Farm'.  It was the best festival I have ever been to.  Thank you Little Mountain Baptist Church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say any more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-1906347693542799257?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/1906347693542799257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=1906347693542799257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1906347693542799257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/1906347693542799257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-dig-your-hands-in-community.html' title='Why Dig Your Hands in the Community?'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6979861821422149072</id><published>2007-10-25T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:22:00.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's........Back down again.</title><content type='html'>I hate the internet.  I hate depending on someone else to keep our website up and running.  Check us out on the web at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;www.theserverkeepsgoingdown.com&lt;/span&gt; (NOT A REAL WEBSITE) You'll find lots of interesting but useless reasons why our real website doesn't work right now.  RANT.  Raving About Neat Trivialities.  That's it.  Trivial.  If you're an internet genius.  Please contact me?  Please?  I can't pay you.  You'd be doing me a favor.  How bout it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6979861821422149072?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6979861821422149072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6979861821422149072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6979861821422149072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6979861821422149072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-itsback-down-again.html' title='And it&apos;s........Back down again.'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-8216837216249825387</id><published>2007-10-24T21:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:49:08.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discipleship'/><title type='text'>A Deeper Look</title><content type='html'>Every Wednesday night we have an adult topical Bible Study called "A Deeper Look."  The subject is most often a deeper look at a branch of one of my Sunday messages or my attempt at answering a question that's been submitted to me by a church member.  I will try to post a brief synopsis online each Wednesday night that goes along with the message.  Tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;From John 21:15-22 (primarily dealing with 20-22)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peter questions what will happen to John and Jesus tells him basically not to worry about what happens to John, but instead to follow Him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have a tendency to compare our lives to others.  To measure our lives by other people's standards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only standard that matters is God's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only measure that matters is God's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're called to be faithful and obedient to what God has gifted us for, not what He's gifted someone else for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO, be faithful and obedient with what you got, where you're at!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-8216837216249825387?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/8216837216249825387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=8216837216249825387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8216837216249825387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/8216837216249825387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/deeper-look.html' title='A Deeper Look'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-5783666980307463477</id><published>2007-10-24T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:49:55.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY UP</title><content type='html'>I've spent more hours than I had to spend on our church website.  I can't explain how frustrating technical difficulties are to novices like me.  I registered a domain name last week and began something called url forwarding.  It worked like a charm for almost 3 days, and then out of nowhere stopped working.  I did everything I could think of except punch the computer.  Finally last night about 12 am I found the problem on my domain name account, took a shot at fixing it, and voila, it WORKED.  Now our church website actually works.  It's a very cool thing to have a website that has a custom name.  It's like the difference between babysitting someone else's child and having your own.  Anyway, check out the church website, it's linked to here at &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;www.lmbchurch.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-5783666980307463477?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/5783666980307463477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=5783666980307463477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5783666980307463477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/5783666980307463477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-up.html' title='FINALLY UP'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2851753587839113193</id><published>2007-10-23T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:07:28.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Numbers'/><title type='text'>Sunday Reflections</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday was an exciting Sunday for our church for many reasons.  I don't know about you but I don't buy the line that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numbers don't matter&lt;/span&gt;."  Numbers mean everything.  At LMB Church our goal is not letting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; slip through the cracks.  That's a lofty goal, but numbers have everything to do with that.  Each person that sets foot in our building is a person made in the image of God and confronted with the Gospel message.  Well, we had 93 in Sunday School, a relatively large number for us, and that was missing many regulars.  That means there were well over a hundred in the service.  So a good 135 or more people had a chance to hear Jesus preached.  Guess what happened that afternoon?  3 of our youth received Christ at a youth rally.  That means we'll have 3 or 4 people under the age of 17 pass through the waters of baptism..  Do those numbers matter?  Not if you're simply gauging statistics.  But when it represents the salvation of 3 or 4 people remade in Jesus' image it matters the world.  The number of those who don't come matter more.  Don't be sucked into the "hyper-spiritual" "numbers don't matter" people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2851753587839113193?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2851753587839113193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2851753587839113193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2851753587839113193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2851753587839113193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-reflections.html' title='Sunday Reflections'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7066097115943127957</id><published>2007-10-19T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:47:20.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community Outreach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children&apos;s Ministry'/><title type='text'>Fall Festivals and Dunking Booths</title><content type='html'>What goes better with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Church Fall Festival&lt;/span&gt; than the pastor in a dunking booth.  I know there's always joy in watching the pastor humiliated by children, but really;  What's it got to do with reaching the Lost?  Just kidding people.  It will be my joy to be the gimmick that kids can laugh at, and lose respect for me over.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow from 3-5 is our fall festival and hundreds of fliers have been passed out by some very dedicated folks.  If I did this kind of thing I'd call them by name.  This is truly one of the more joyous things I get a chance to see as a pastor.  To see people in the congregation responding by taking initiative in planning and implement something to reach our hands into the community.  I've already received several calls asking "How much the rides and games cost?"  It's such a joy to be able to say it cost nothing for you.  Our people paid the cost that your children might now we love them.  This kind of thing energizes me with excitement.  I hope it does you also!  Want to know more?  Check us out on the web at &lt;a href="http://www.lmbchurch.net"&gt;www.lmbchurch.net&lt;/a&gt;.  Click on the link to the Fall Festival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7066097115943127957?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7066097115943127957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7066097115943127957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7066097115943127957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7066097115943127957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/fall-festivals-and-dunking-booths.html' title='Fall Festivals and Dunking Booths'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-6052291969125120020</id><published>2007-10-16T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:36:47.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoral Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><title type='text'>Not Just a Doctor of Souls...</title><content type='html'>It's strange being a pastor.  I guess it would be anywhere, but especially so in a smaller church where you have the opportunity to get to know the people on a much more intimate level.  You hear about places in peoples' lives that nobody else really gets to hear.  All the darkest parts of man seem to have a way of coming out.  You see the best and worst.  When I said "Yes" to the church I'm pastoring now, I had some knowledge that I was called to be a "Doctor of Souls."  That's expected and really even the hardest parts are not surprising.  BUT, I had no idea I'd be getting a Med school education at the same time.  I've learned more about the inner workings and broken pieces of humans, along with more than I really ever cared to know about surgical procedures since I've come here.  In fact I've learned I can communicate intelligently with doctors about a good many things now.  People expect me to know about what's wrong with their body.  Is it always pleasant?  No.  Does it and should it come with the territory?  I believe yes.  SO thank you God for letting me be a doctor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-6052291969125120020?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/6052291969125120020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=6052291969125120020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6052291969125120020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/6052291969125120020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-just-doctor-of-souls.html' title='Not Just a Doctor of Souls...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-3764512676465721193</id><published>2007-10-16T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:55:33.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermon on Mount'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Change'/><title type='text'>A New Kind of Human</title><content type='html'>We're currently in a series from the Sermon on the Mount.  This is technically the most famous sermon in the history of the world.  I've been fascinated with the way it's woven together so beautifully.  It's like the DNA of a new creation.  Hence, the series title.  Jesus is teaching us what it means to be recreated in His image, an image that's been marred by the fall, and stained by our sin.  It's a prescription for a radically different way of life, meant to be heard by all, and descriptive of what an abundant life looks like.  Jesus is showing us that transformation occurs from the inside out.  It begins with a new heart, and progressively over the course of your life you move from "glory to glory."  If you follow it through to the end, and allow the Spirit to have His way, you WILL be changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-3764512676465721193?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/3764512676465721193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=3764512676465721193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3764512676465721193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/3764512676465721193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-kind-of-human.html' title='A New Kind of Human'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-7541133601982590546</id><published>2007-10-16T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:41:14.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Can I Get a Witness?...</title><content type='html'>Please!  If a blog falls in the forest and no one is there to see it fall, did it really fall?  So, nobody  I know has access to this blog.  I could post all day long for me and go back and read it.  But why would I blog for myself.  I'm tempted to propose that the entire church have high speed internet capabilities.  But then I wouldn't be the rural American pastor anymore would I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-7541133601982590546?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/7541133601982590546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=7541133601982590546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7541133601982590546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/7541133601982590546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-i-get-witness.html' title='Can I Get a Witness?...'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803735177302266861.post-2217169829405709403</id><published>2007-09-30T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:58:30.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deacons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Ordination</title><content type='html'>There's something special about a deacon ordination service in a small rural church.  Everyone is so close, and it's so much a family affair.  You see men in tears and their wives as well as I get an opportunity to challenge someone from the Word to serve Jesus.  We ordained a very special man today, and even though he's somewhere in his 60's, this is the first time he's ever served as a deacon anywhere.  I was honored to be a part of it.  I hope that he will always remember this day, and I'm fairly sure I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803735177302266861-2217169829405709403?l=ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/feeds/2217169829405709403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7803735177302266861&amp;postID=2217169829405709403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2217169829405709403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7803735177302266861/posts/default/2217169829405709403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralamericanpastor.blogspot.com/2007/09/ordination.html' title='Ordination'/><author><name>Rural American Pastor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491010542964228275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
