<?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-12873719</id><updated>2012-01-30T08:44:47.464-05:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Nate Saint'/><category term='Bob Kauflin'/><category term='David Platt'/><category term='John Owen'/><category term='Songwriters'/><category term='Puritans'/><category term='Courtship'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Run'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Gospel Coalition'/><category term='Hymn'/><category term='Greenspan'/><category term='Ladd'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Attempts at Poetry'/><category term='30'/><category term='Patriotism'/><category 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attempts at Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>When</title><content type='html'>When the skies above are bronze,&lt;br /&gt;and the ground beneath is iron,&lt;br /&gt;When the sun o’er battle dawns,&lt;br /&gt;and all the troops are mired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hope is hid in pain,&lt;br /&gt;and suffering numbs my words,&lt;br /&gt;My prayers enwrapped in shame,&lt;br /&gt;and all my vision blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart will not lift up,&lt;br /&gt;and eyes look only downward,&lt;br /&gt;To see an emptying cup,&lt;br /&gt;to feel the role of coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lo there is a voice,&lt;br /&gt;who speaks to me from high,&lt;br /&gt;Am I not your highest choice?&lt;br /&gt;Do I not your all supply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear for I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;to conquer and command,&lt;br /&gt;the battle is not lost,&lt;br /&gt;the victory is in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have defeated all your foes,&lt;br /&gt;and conquered all your masters,&lt;br /&gt;I broke the chains of the curse,&lt;br /&gt;and on your wounds made plasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your drooping hands,&lt;br /&gt;and look to me, your goal,&lt;br /&gt;I will finish all my plans,&lt;br /&gt;and I will make you whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-903804235667922954?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/903804235667922954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=903804235667922954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/903804235667922954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/903804235667922954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/when.html' title='When'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5303914817994279919</id><published>2012-01-05T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:58:01.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attempts at Poetry'/><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All from nothing he created,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth and sky he fabricated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the first he fashioned light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;creating day and forming night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the second did he divide,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the form of earth and heavens wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the third raised habitation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth's soils and vegetation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the fourth began the blaze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glow of moon and sun's bright rays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the fifth came to life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fish in sea and bird of flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the sixth were animals created,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but here the story gets deviated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now we hear a conversation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God tells of his next formation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In His likeness creates the man,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;male and female was the plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Fill the earth and have dominion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all its produce can be eaten."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over all creation, God, he stood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looked and saw and it was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On seventh he did rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that day made holy and was blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5303914817994279919?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5303914817994279919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5303914817994279919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5303914817994279919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5303914817994279919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2012/01/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1248540046239698096</id><published>2011-12-30T20:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:47:21.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Resolution /rɛzəluʃən/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; noun: a firm decision to do or not to do something &lt;br /&gt;New Year's Resolution /nu jɪrz rɛzəluʃən/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; noun: a delusion that most people make at the end of a year in hopes that the next will be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not typically one to set New Year's resolutions, but I thought just for fun I would take a stab at it for the coming year. So here are some things that I would like to resolve to do next year. Some serious others just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To live each day as if I should face the judgment at its close.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To review each day at its end that I might not commit the same sins tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To spend at least 30 minutes a day in Greek or Hebrew.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To memorize a book of the Bible (Perhaps…Philemon or Obadiah).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To run a half-marathon and then a full marathon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To read at least 2 books just for fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To preach the gospel to myself daily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To pray consistently.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To pursue and marry and then purse her for the rest of my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To pursue godliness with all my might to the end that I would glorify God in all that I endeavor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I do not know how many of these I will actually achieve, but it will be a fun pursuit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1248540046239698096?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1248540046239698096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1248540046239698096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1248540046239698096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1248540046239698096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1578023392614900838</id><published>2011-12-18T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:19:18.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nate Saint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKsHbjYcdsY/TuDWEVM1HhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D7H5xlvXUJs/s1600/five.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKsHbjYcdsY/TuDWEVM1HhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D7H5xlvXUJs/s320/five.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every Christmas I come back to the first missionary biography I ever read; Through Gates of Splendor by Elisabeth Elliot. It recounts how Jim Elliot, Pete Fleming, Ed McCully, Nate Saint, and Roger Youderian gave their lives to reach an indigenous indian group in Ecuador. This account gripped me and is what first kindled my desire for missions. The reason I return to it is that right before Christmas in 1955 they decided that they would make their greatest attempt to reach the indians. But why go? Elisabeth, Jim's wife, writes this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"Was it the thrill of adventure that drew our husbands on? No. Their letters and journals make it abundantly clear that these men did not go out as some men go out to shoot a lion or climb a mountain. Their compulsion was from a different source. Each had made a personal transaction with God, recognizing that he belonged to God, first of all by creation, and secondly by redemption through the death of his son, Jesus Christ. This double claim on his life settled once and for all the question of allegiance. It was not a matter of striving to follow the example of a a great Teacher. To conform to the perfect life of Jesus was impossible for a human being. To these men, Jesus Christ was God, and had actually taken upon Himself human form, in order that He might die, and, by His death, provide not only escape from the punishment which their sin merited, but also a new kind of life, eternal both in length and in quality. This meant simply that Christ was to be obeyed, and more than that, that He would provide the power to obey. The point of decision had been reached. God's command 'Go ye, and preach the gospel to every creature' was the categorical imperative. The question of personal safety was wholly irrelevant."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They understood the meaning of the incarnation. God took on human flesh, dwelt among us, lived, died, and was raised so that he might free us from sin and to transform us. It should also motivate us to fearless obedience. Nate Saint knew this type of obedience and sat down on December 18 (56 years ago today) to tell the world the reason of their mission, he wrote the following,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;“As we weigh the future and seek the will of God, does it seem right that we should hazard our lives for just a few savages? As we ask ourselves this question, we realize that it is not the call of the needy thousands, rather it is the simple intimation of the prophetic Word that there shall be some from every tribe in His presence in the last day and in our hearts we feel that it is pleasing to Him that we should interest ourselves in making an opening into the Auca prison for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As we have a high old time this Christmas, may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without ever a chance. May we be moved with compassion as our Lord was. May we shed tears of repentance for these we have failed to bring out of darkness. Beyond the smiling scenes of Bethlehem may we see the crushing agony of Golgotha. May God give us a new vision of His will concerning the lost and our responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Would that we could comprehend the lot of these stone-age people who live in mortal fear of ambush on the jungle trail . . . those to whom the bark of a gun means sudden, mysterious death . . . those who think all men in all the world are killers like themselves. If God would grant us the vision, the word sacrifice would disappear from our lips and thoughts; we would hate the things that seem now so dear to us; our lives would suddenly be too short, we would despise time-robbing distractions and charge the enemy with all our energies in the name of Christ. May God help us to judge ourselves by the eternities that separate the Aucas from a comprehension of Christmas and Him, who, though He was rich, yet for our sakes became poor so that we might, through His poverty, be made rich.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that God would grant me this vision so that all my time-robbing distractions would be despised in my own life and that the gospel would have the same hold on me that it did on him. May God give me the grace and courage to hazard my own life in taking the gospel where it has not been proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you approach Christmas remember that there are thousands upon thousands who know nothing of the Christ you and I celebrate. And that they will continue to know nothing unless we who have experienced the grace of God understand that we have a responsibility to proclaim Him to those who walk in darkness. Understand that the Christmas story, the incarnation, should humble us to the core and should motivate us to action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://markdoebler.com/?p=2242" target="_blank"&gt;Coach's Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotations from Through Gates of Splendor by Elisabeth Elliot, pg 175-176.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1578023392614900838?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1578023392614900838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1578023392614900838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1578023392614900838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1578023392614900838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-letter.html' title='Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKsHbjYcdsY/TuDWEVM1HhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D7H5xlvXUJs/s72-c/five.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Louisville, KY, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>38.2526647 -85.7584557</georss:point><georss:box>38.05316019999999 -86.0743127 38.4521692 -85.4425987</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5856698622959340753</id><published>2011-12-16T07:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:36:37.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prologue</title><content type='html'>I heard this poem by D.A. Carson in his sermon from&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thisisnext.org/"&gt;Next Conference&lt;/a&gt;. I have enjoyed it and wanted to share it with you. It is very fitting for the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;by D.A. Carson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Before there was a universe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Before a star or planet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When time had still not yet begun --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I scarcely understand it --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Th' eternal Word was with his God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;God's very Self-Expression;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Th' eternal Word was God himself --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And God had planned redemption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Word became our flesh and blood --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The stuff of his creation --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Word was God, the Word was flesh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Astounding incarnation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But when he came to visit us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We did not recognize him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Although we owed him everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We haughtily despised him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In days gone by God showed himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In grace and truth to Moses;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But in the Word of God made flesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Their climax he discloses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For grace and truth in fullness came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And showed the Father's glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When Jesus donned our flesh and died:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This is the gospel story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All who delighted in his name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All those who did receive him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All who by grace were born of God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All who in truth believed him --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;To them he gave a stunning right:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Becoming God's dear children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Here will I stay in grateful trust;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Here will I fix my vision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Before there was a universe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Before a star or planet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When time had still not yet begun --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I scarcely understand it --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Th' eternal Word was with his God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;God's very Self-Expression;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Th' eternal Word was God himself --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And God had planned redemption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5856698622959340753?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5856698622959340753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5856698622959340753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5856698622959340753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5856698622959340753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/12/prologue.html' title='The Prologue'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-298190425953998803</id><published>2011-11-09T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:13:21.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing Video!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is something about God's people reading God's word that just breaks me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lscQQQE-eWk" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The grass withers and the flower does indeed fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the word of our God stands forever!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Word of the Lord...THANKS BE TO GOD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-298190425953998803?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/298190425953998803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=298190425953998803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/298190425953998803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/298190425953998803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/amazing-video.html' title='An Amazing Video!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lscQQQE-eWk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6995734950211231198</id><published>2011-11-09T06:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:45:08.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the Single Christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I posted these links about two years ago and they seem to be rather well received. Therefore I wanted to post them again. I wouldn't hold strictly to everything that is taught in them, but there is great wisdom to be gleaned. There are talks here for both single men and single women. The topic is about courtship/dating as a Christian. If you are single you really should take a minute and listen to these. The single men should especially take time to listen to them because you will be leading in this relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The talks are done by the elders at Capitol Hill Baptist Church in Washington, D.C.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For the men:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/02/christian-sexuality-mens-talk/" target="_blank"&gt;Men's Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/02/christian-sexuality-mens%E2%80%99-talk-q-a-2/" target="_blank"&gt;Men's Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For the women:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/03/christian-sexuality-womens-talk/" target="_blank"&gt;Women's Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #551a8b; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/03/christian-sexuality-womens%E2%80%99-talk-q-a-2/" target="_blank"&gt;Women's Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Listen to them and then listen to them again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6995734950211231198?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6995734950211231198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6995734950211231198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6995734950211231198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6995734950211231198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/sex-and-single-christian.html' title='Sex and the Single Christian'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5902371336856607851</id><published>2011-09-21T17:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:56:31.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Church Directory: More than an Address Book</title><content type='html'>Growing up the church directory was basically like the white pages for church members. It was where you went when you needed someone’s phone number or when you needed an address for sending out a Christmas card. Other than those purposes it was rarely pulled out and opened. It just sat in the drawer next to all the other unused items. However, there is a greater purpose that it can and should serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church directory serves as a reminder of those people whom we should be interceding for on a daily basis. You see these dear brothers and sisters often, you play with their kids, you eat with them, and so you should be taking their request before the father. You know the couple in your church who have tried for years to conceive but haven’t and your heart breaks for them. You know the lady who is fighting for her life against cancer. You know the single mom that is struggling to make ends meet. Therefore, it is you who is best prepared to draw near with boldness and confidence to the throne of grace for the purpose of praying for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to what Paul tells the church at Philippi, “I thank my God in all my remembrance of you, always in every prayer of mine for you all making my prayer with joy, because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now. And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. It is right for me to feel this way about you all, because I hold you in my heart, for you are all partakers with me of grace, both in my imprisonment and in the defense and confirmation of the gospel. For God is my witness, how I yearn for you all with the affection of Christ Jesus. And it is my prayer that your love may abound more and more, with knowledge and all discernment, so that you may approve what is excellent, and so be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God.”  (Philippians 1:3-11 ESV) Do we feel this way about our fellow church members? Do we offer our prayer with joy for them? Do we hold them in our hearts? Do we yearn for them with the affection of Christ Jesus? If not why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest ministries that you can do for your church happens miles from church, in a quiet area of your house, all by yourself, when you sit down with your Bible and church directory and plead for the saints who are partakers of grace with you. Or consider how great a lesson it would serve your children if during family worship you prayed through the directory with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your church is small enough you can pray through two or three letters a day, i.e. all the last names that begin with A and B. If your church is larger maybe you’ll just pray through half of a list, i.e. half of the names beginning with H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most people you’ll have specific request that you can pray for them. However, when you come to someone you don’t know well just take your cue from Paul’s prayers. Pray that their “love may abound more and more, with knowledge and all discernment, so that they may approve what is excellent, and so be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God.”(Philippians 1:9-11)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that “the God of hope fill them with all joy and peace in believing, that they may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 15:13)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray “that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to them a spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of Him. Pray that the eyes of their heart may be enlightened, so that they may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the surpassing greatness of His power toward us who believe, according to the working of his great might." (Ephesians 1:16-19)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray “that He would grant them, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in the inner man; so that Christ may dwell in their hearts through faith; and that they, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge, that they may be filled up to all the fullness of God. (Ephesians 3:16-19)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And “ask that they may be filled with the knowledge of His will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, so that they may walk in a manner worthy of the Lord, to please Him in all respects, bearing fruit in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God; strengthened with all power, according to His glorious might, for the attaining of all steadfastness and patience; joyously giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified us to share in the inheritance of the saints of light. (Colossians 1:9-12)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the evils that could be thwarted if we took up the labor of prayer for one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Text modified by author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5902371336856607851?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5902371336856607851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5902371336856607851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5902371336856607851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5902371336856607851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/09/church-directory-more-than-address-book.html' title='The Church Directory: More than an Address Book'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8247248566984261447</id><published>2011-09-14T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T07:58:08.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C.T. Studd's Encouraging Words</title><content type='html'>“Too long have we been waiting for one another to begin! The time of waiting is past! The hour of God has struck! War is declared! In God's Holy Name let us arise and build! 'The God of Heaven, He will fight for us', as we for Him. We will not build on the sand, but on the bedrock of the sayings of Christ, and the gates and minions of hell shall not prevail against us. Should such men as we fear? Before the world, aye, before the sleepy, lukewarm, faithless, namby-pamby Christian world, we will dare to trust our God, we will venture our all for Him, we will live and we will die for Him, and we will do it with His joy unspeakable singing aloud in our hearts. We will a thousand times sooner die trusting only our God, than live trusting in man. And when we come to this position the battle is already won, and the end of the glorious campaign in sight. We will have the real Holiness of God, not the sickly stuff of talk and dainty words and pretty thoughts; we will have a Masculine Holiness, one of daring faith and works for Jesus Christ.” -C.T. Studd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some wish to live within the sound of Church or Chapel bell;I want to run a Rescue Shop within a yard of hell." -C.T. Studd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8247248566984261447?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8247248566984261447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8247248566984261447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8247248566984261447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8247248566984261447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/09/ct-studds-encouraging-words_14.html' title='C.T. Studd&apos;s Encouraging Words'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2262901824455284344</id><published>2011-09-05T13:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:10:00.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redemption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Finally Redeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What will it be like when God finally redeems his people?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will be like the wedding day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bride will have made herself ready with righteous deeds,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;which are the fine white linen bridal gown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the bride groom will be like no other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Battle won.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;War over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Victory complete.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suffering fulfilled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woes accomplished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Promises kept.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovers faithful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joy eternal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope realized.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faith sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kingdom come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Name hallowed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Jim Hamilton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maranatha!&lt;br /&gt;Come, Lord Jesus, Come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full sermon &lt;a href="http://kenwoodbaptistchurch.com/podcast/media/2011-09-04_jim_hamilton_9_4_11.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2262901824455284344?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2262901824455284344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2262901824455284344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2262901824455284344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2262901824455284344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally-redeemed.html' title='Finally Redeemed'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Louisville, KY, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>38.2526647 -85.7584557</georss:point><georss:box>38.05316019999999 -86.0743127 38.4521692 -85.4425987</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2895371994112121640</id><published>2011-08-21T17:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:05:08.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puritans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Puritans and their Love</title><content type='html'>Many people think that the Puritans were these uptight people who never laughed. Kenneth Hare said, "The puritan through life's sweet garden goes to pluck the thorn and cast away the rose." And H.L. Mencken is noted as stating that "puritanism is the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy." But people who state such things don't understand the Puritans, their times in which they lived, or the kind of men and women they were. One of the greatest areas that they are entirely misrepresented is in marital love and affection. In hopes of dispelling some of these ideas here are some quotes that I have collected over the past few years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Women are creatures without which there is no comfortable living for man...they are a sort of blasphemers then who despise and decry them, and call them a necessary Evil, for they are a necessary Good.” - John Cotton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no society more near, more entire, more needful, more kindly, more delightful, more comfortable, more constant, more continual, than the society of man and wife, the main root, source, and original of all other societies." - Thomas Gataker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A gracious wife satisfieth a good husband, and silenceth a bad one." - George Swinnock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man whose heart is endeared to the woman he loves...dreams of her in the night, hath her in his eye and apprehension when he awakes, museth on her as he sits at the table, walks with her when he travels...She lies in his bosom, and his heart trusts in her, which forceth all to confess that the stream of his affection, like a mighty current, runs with full tide and strength." - Thomas Hooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Before man had any other calling, he was called to be a husband....First man must choose his love, and then he must love his choice....The man and wife are partners, like two oars in a boat." -Henry Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“That the woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam; not made out of his head to rule over him, nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be beloved.”  –Matthew Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Catherine Dyer had this wrote this for her husband's epitaph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If a large heart, joined with a noble mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing true worth unto all good inclined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If faith in friendship, justice unto all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave such a memory as we may call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy, thine is; then pious marble keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His just fame waking, though his loved dust sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And though death can devour all that hath breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And monuments themselves have had a death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nature shan't suffer this, to ruinate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor time demolish it, nor an envious fate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raised by a just hand, not vain glorious pride,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who'd be concealed, were it modesty to hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such an affection did so long survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The object of it, yet loved it as alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this great blessing to his name does give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make it by his tomb, and issue live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dearest dust, could not thy hasty day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afford thy drowsy patience leave to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One hour longer: so that we might either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit up, or gone to bed together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But since thy finished labour hath possessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thy weary limbs with early rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy it sweetly; and thy widow bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall soon repose her by thy slumbering side;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whose business, now, is only to prepare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nightly dress, and call to prayer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine eyes wax heavy and the day grows old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dew falls thick, my blood grows cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Draw, draw the closed curtains: and make room:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dear, my dearest dust; I come, I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are the men and women I want to learn about the relationship between husband and wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2895371994112121640?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2895371994112121640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2895371994112121640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2895371994112121640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2895371994112121640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/08/puritans-and-their-love.html' title='Puritans and their Love'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4649534996440154623</id><published>2011-08-03T12:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:28:44.819-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genealogies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel'/><title type='text'>Genealogies and the Gospel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When reading through the law there are parts that most of us would just rather skip over. In Genesis for example there are genealogies that seem to be rather unimportant to the main story of the book. Therefore, most of us in our reading when we come to these just scan over them so that we can get back to the "important" stuff. But I would contend with you that when you do you are skipping over very important information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The main storyline of Genesis is that God's glory is being shown as he makes for himself a name through a particular people and from this people will come the promised seed of the woman who will crush the seed of the serpent (cf. 3:15; 12:1-3). Moses as he is writing will take you off the main storyline and then to bring you back on uses the phrase "these are the generations..." (2:4, 6:9, 10:1, 11:10, 11:27, 25:12, 25:19, 36:1, 36:9 and 37:2). When he takes you off the main storyline it does not mean that that information is unimportant, as a matter of fact it is supporting information which helps to elevate the main storyline. To help explain I will use Genesis 10-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In Genesis 10:1 we read "These are the generations of the sons of Noah, Shem, Ham, and Japheth. Sons were born to them after the flood."  What follows is what is referred to as the Table of Nations (10:2-32), a listing of the descendants of Noah and his sons. In it we learn from where all the nations, tongues, and peoples come. In Genesis 11:10-26 we have a genealogy of one particular line from Shem to Terah's three sons; Abram, Nahor, Haran. Then what seems to be inserted in between them is the story of Babel (11:1-9). This section of Genesis 10:1-11:26 is one unit and important to the entire book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This section marks the turn in the book from a more universal view to a particular line of a particular people. The Table of Nations shows us all the people who are now on the earth and even though God has just judged the world through the flood people are still corrupt and refuse to submit to God. They do not want to glorify God and make his name great. At Babel they come together and they say, “let us make a name for ourselves” (Genesis 11:4). So they build a city with a tower that is to reach to the heavena, so that they would not be dispersed. God sees what they are doing and puts an end to it by confusing the languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is a word play that we miss in our English translations. The word for ‘name’ is ‘shem' in Hebrew. They want to make a ‘shem‘ for themselves, but God, from the line of Shem, will now make a ‘shem‘ for himself through one man, Abram. So what follows is the line of Shem to Terah’s son Abram.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To help you see this here is what Noah’s family tree looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFajt2IbjSA/TjmByGwwhLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1jtxlZczdWg/s1600/NoahTree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFajt2IbjSA/TjmByGwwhLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1jtxlZczdWg/s400/NoahTree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636679106439447730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The orange follows the descendants of Ham, the blue follows Japheth, and the green follows Shem, from Genesis 10. The red line overlays the genealogy from Genesis 11. The genealogies of Genesis help us to follow the seed of the woman from Adam to Jacob from whom the promised Messiah will come who is the good news for all people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4649534996440154623?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4649534996440154623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4649534996440154623&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4649534996440154623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4649534996440154623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/08/genealogies-and-gospel_03.html' title='Genealogies and the Gospel'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFajt2IbjSA/TjmByGwwhLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1jtxlZczdWg/s72-c/NoahTree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6741817088548760972</id><published>2011-06-03T07:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T22:25:03.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>Accusations and Victory</title><content type='html'>The Devil, that great accuser, has many tactics, schemes, and strategies that he will employ in his fighting against you. He particularly likes to bring your sin to you in hopes that you will feel defeated and ashamed. It seems to be his most used tool in his arsenal, the one that he goes to over and over. When he comes to you with this well-worn weapon how should we respond? Here is how our brother Martin Luther advised. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;“You should tell the devil, 'Just by telling me that I am a miserable, great sinner you are placing a sword and a weapon into my hand with which I can decisively overcome you; yea, with your own weapon I can kill and floor you.&lt;br /&gt;For if you tell me that I am a poor sinner, I, on the other hand, can tell you that Christ dies for sinners and is their Intercessor… You remind me of the boundless, great faithfulness and benefaction of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;The burden of my sins and all the trouble and misery that were to oppress me eternally He very gladly took upon His shoulders and suffered the bitter death on the cross for them.&lt;br /&gt;To Him I direct you. You may accuse and condemn Him. Let me rest in peace, for on His shoulders, not on mine, lie all my sins and the sins of all the world.'”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What great advice! Accuse all you want, I am hidden in Christ, and he has defeated you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6741817088548760972?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6741817088548760972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6741817088548760972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6741817088548760972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6741817088548760972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/06/accusations-and-victory.html' title='Accusations and Victory'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4287779736864141765</id><published>2011-05-26T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:54:39.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Struggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sovereignty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>When Rejoicing Is Hard (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj9MMA_xLM8/Td8EGwyHCLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PqC9_KW0R-o/s1600/rejoice.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj9MMA_xLM8/Td8EGwyHCLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PqC9_KW0R-o/s320/rejoice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611208174947731634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/oakleyoriginals/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oakley Originals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most people when they come to Romans 12:15 “Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep” find the latter part of that text to be the more difficult section. However, for many people in the church just the opposite is true, they find it hard to rejoice. It is hard to believe that it is the case, how can it be hard to do something that seems so easy. Yet, there are so many things that should be great occasions for joy that can cause a great deal of sadness for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple who have struggled for years to conceive may have a hard time rejoicing when they receive a pregnancy announcement. The single who truly desires to be married and have a family may struggle to rejoice when they receive engagement notices, save the dates, and announcement of births. The widow may struggle to rejoice as their friends celebrate year after year of wedding anniversaries. With all of these there is a contention that happens inside. They want to rejoice, but they also want to be able to experience these blessings themselves. Is it a sin? What should we do when it is hard to rejoice? How do you rejoice when those events can cause questions and sadness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question really is not “Is it a sin?”, but “What is the underlying issue?” While we would not question publicly the sovereignty of God, many times we question his design. We question his plan especially when it does not match with what we have hoped. However, a true commitment to the sovereignty of God must trust him at all times in all situations. Times when it is hard to rejoice in a situation where others are blessed with the blessings you desire can be times of struggling with pride and the sovereignty of God. What we do in these times will determine if it is a sin. When we allow this to take root and we do nothing to correct our thoughts we can become jealous, and that is a sin. If we begin to think that the blessing which we desire will be the thing that makes us happy those things can become idols, and that would be a sin. We can, with a proud heart, think that we are more deserving of that blessing than those who have them, and that is a sin. These times are hard because it requires us to trust that God knows what is best for our lives. We tend to see the short side of long term plans and therefore we judge his design because it does not fit with what we experience right now. Therefore, we must learn to trust that because he knows end from the beginning (Isaiah 46:10) that he has planned what is best for us.  As the great hymn writer William Cowper wrote, “trust not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust him for his grace, behind a frowning providence he hides a smiling face.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4287779736864141765?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4287779736864141765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4287779736864141765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4287779736864141765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4287779736864141765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-rejoicing-is-hard-part-1.html' title='When Rejoicing Is Hard (Part 1)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj9MMA_xLM8/Td8EGwyHCLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PqC9_KW0R-o/s72-c/rejoice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3936988310285629998</id><published>2011-03-26T22:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:20:59.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Discovery</title><content type='html'>So I just bought a new book and what a find it is. It is a first edition (1846) of Judson's Offering which is a collection of articles, poems, and songs that were published after Adnoriam Judson made his short trip back to the States after being overseas. Today as I was perusing I found this poem and wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Weep Not For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Dale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the spark of life is waning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the languid eye is straining,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the feeble pulse is ceasing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start not at its swift decreasing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Tis the fettered soul's releasing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the pangs of death assail me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ is mine - He cannot fail me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, though sin and doubt endeavor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From his love my soul to sever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus is my strength - for ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weep not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3936988310285629998?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3936988310285629998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3936988310285629998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3936988310285629998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3936988310285629998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/03/recent-discovery.html' title='Recent Discovery'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8249268681887188196</id><published>2011-03-21T09:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:23:59.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Song of Hope</title><content type='html'>This song has been such great encouragement to me and I want to share it with you. All the great evils of this age will one day come under the wrath of God. He will stand victorious over evil rulers, over sickness, over sin, and those who are in Him will rise with Him. What a great and glorious day that will be. On that day justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MQx-Cv_X_hU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise Up by Ben Shive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every stone that makes you stumble&lt;br /&gt;and cuts you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;Every serpent here that strikes your heel&lt;br /&gt;to curse you when you crawl&lt;br /&gt;The king of love one day will crush them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every sad seduction and every clever lie&lt;br /&gt;Every word that woos and wounds the pilgrim children of the sky&lt;br /&gt;The king of love will break them by and by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;You will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;I know the night is cruel&lt;br /&gt;but the day is coming soon&lt;br /&gt;And you will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the thief had to come to plunder when the children were alone&lt;br /&gt;If he ravaged every daughter and murdered every son&lt;br /&gt;Would not their father see this? Would not his anger burn?&lt;br /&gt;And would he not repay the tyrant in the day of his return?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait. Oh, wait the day of his return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause he will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;He will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;I know you need a Savior&lt;br /&gt;He is patient in his anger&lt;br /&gt;And he will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars come crashing to the sea&lt;br /&gt;and the high and mighty fall down on their knees&lt;br /&gt;When you see the Son descending in the sky&lt;br /&gt;the chains of death will fall around your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;you will rise up in the end&lt;br /&gt;You will rise up in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8249268681887188196?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8249268681887188196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8249268681887188196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8249268681887188196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8249268681887188196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/03/great-song-of-hope.html' title='A Great Song of Hope'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MQx-Cv_X_hU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8185489901189640195</id><published>2011-03-10T07:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T07:45:50.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Civil Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WfzRlcnq_c0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good song. From what my married friends tell me this at times is a better view of the struggle in marriage. The movies want us to think that everyday is happy and blessed, but movies have never been known for their reality and truthfulness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8185489901189640195?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8185489901189640195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8185489901189640195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8185489901189640195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8185489901189640195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/03/civil-wars.html' title='The Civil Wars'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WfzRlcnq_c0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3733241305161909408</id><published>2011-02-27T21:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:04:46.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From every tribe, tongue, and nation</title><content type='html'>"People from every nation will be molded into a new "political" unit, a kingdom. All other patterns of organizing people into national, ethnic, and linguistic groups will have faded away. No longer will human "blood" have any status in evaluating and organizing people; only the blood of the Lamb is relevant here - thus providing a new basis for human unity. The God who once created all human beings out of one human blood is now reuniting them on the basis of the one Blood of Jesus." -Richard J. Mouw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3733241305161909408?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3733241305161909408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3733241305161909408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3733241305161909408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3733241305161909408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-every-tribe-tongue-and-nation.html' title='From every tribe, tongue, and nation'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3091880060731159488</id><published>2011-01-23T08:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T08:58:04.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>John Mark McMillan | Death In His Grave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/13127598?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/13127598"&gt;Death In His Grave Performance&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/calnin"&gt;Christopher &amp;amp; Nathaniel Calnin&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Directed By: Christopher Calnin &amp; Nathaniel Calnin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has to be one of the coolest songs that I have heard in a long time. Great, great lyrics. I have pasted them below. The vision I get from the line "The Man Jesus Christ laid death in his grave" is like the picture of Muhammad Ali standing over Sonny Liston yelling at him, see it &lt;a href="http://worldsfamousphotos.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/muhammad_ali_versus_sonny_liston.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Jesus defeated death, but where Ali had a rematch with Liston, there will never be a rematch with death it was a decisive victory.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though the Earth Cried out for blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Satisfied her hunger was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her billows calmed on raging seas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the souls on men she craved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun and moon from balcony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turned their head in disbelief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their precious Love would taste the sting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;disfigured and disdained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday a thief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday a King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid down in grief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But awoke with keys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of Hell on that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first born of the slain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Man Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid death in his grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So three days in darkness slept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Morning Sun of righteousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But rose to shame the throes of death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And over turn his rule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now daughters and the sons of men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would pay not their dues again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The debt of blood they owed was rent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the day rolled a new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday a thief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday a King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid down in grief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But awoke holding keys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Hell on that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first born of the slain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Man Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid death in his grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday a thief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday a King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid down in grief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But awoke with keys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of Hell on that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first born of the slain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Man Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laid death in his grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has cheated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hell and seated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us above the fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In desperate places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He paid our wages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One time once and for all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The other thing that this song reminds me of is the poem Death Be Not Proud by John Donne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Death be not proud, though some have called thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And death shall be no more, death, thou shalt die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3091880060731159488?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3091880060731159488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3091880060731159488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3091880060731159488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3091880060731159488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/01/john-mark-mcmillan-death-in-his-grave.html' title='John Mark McMillan | Death In His Grave'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2284150500169013812</id><published>2011-01-21T07:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:00:11.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song that Strikes a Chord</title><content type='html'>Over the past few years there has been a song that seems to explain much of what I am going through. I really want God to release me from something in my life and it seems that it just seems to beat me up. It is a very humbling experience. The song was written by John Newton. May it bless you as it has blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord that I might grow&lt;br /&gt;In faith, and love, and every grace;&lt;br /&gt;Might more of His salvation know,&lt;br /&gt;And seek, more earnestly, His face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;’Twas He who taught me thus to pray,&lt;br /&gt;And He, I trust, has answered prayer!&lt;br /&gt;But it has been in such a way,&lt;br /&gt;As almost drove me to despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped that in some favored hour,&lt;br /&gt;At once He’d answer my request;&lt;br /&gt;And by His love’s constraining pow’r,&lt;br /&gt;Subdue my sins, and give me rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of this, He made me feel&lt;br /&gt;The hidden evils of my heart;&lt;br /&gt;And let the angry pow’rs of hell&lt;br /&gt;Assault my soul in every part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea more, with His own hand He seemed&lt;br /&gt;Intent to aggravate my woe;&lt;br /&gt;Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,&lt;br /&gt;Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, why is this, I trembling cried,&lt;br /&gt;Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?&lt;br /&gt;“’Tis in this way, the Lord replied,&lt;br /&gt;I answer prayer for grace and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These inward trials I employ,&lt;br /&gt;From self, and pride, to set thee free;&lt;br /&gt;And break thy schemes of earthly joy,&lt;br /&gt;That thou may’st find thy all in Me.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2284150500169013812?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2284150500169013812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2284150500169013812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2284150500169013812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2284150500169013812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/01/song-that-strikes-chord.html' title='Song that Strikes a Chord'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6489746495233150882</id><published>2011-01-12T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:03:50.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Is your Sunday worth your Saturday?</title><content type='html'>The first converts to Christianity were so compelled by the resurrection of the Christ that they changed the day on which they worshipped. Previously they had worshipped on Saturday, i.e. the Sabbath, but after the resurrection they began to worship on Sunday, the Lord's Day, because it was the day at Jesus raised from the grave. It is hard to convey in words how big of a shift this was, but so compelling was the resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday, to be honest, I had a hard time concentrating during the service. It was no fault of the preacher nor the sermon being preached. Both were excellent. It was due to the fact that the night before I had stayed up late to watch a football game. It was also a time of fellowship with friends, but was watching a football game worth my Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;The Lord's Day is the day that we meet together with fellow children of God to worship the risen savior, to be nourished through the preaching of the word, to encourage and be encouraged with the saints, and to declare the glory of our great and glorious God. Is that compelling enough for us, not to change the day on which we worship, but enough to change how we come to it? Some of the simple things that we can do is to make sure that we are getting to bed on time on Saturday so that we are fully rested on Sunday. We can spend some time in prayer praying for the one who will be preaching, for our fellow members that through the message they will comprehend what is the great inheritance that we have in the saint and glorious gospel by which we have been saved. We can read and pray through the text that is going to be preached so that we will be ready to fully engage with what we are hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the resurrection compelling?&lt;br /&gt;Is the Lord's Day above your other days?&lt;br /&gt;Is your Sunday worth your Saturday? At least your Saturday evening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6489746495233150882?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6489746495233150882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6489746495233150882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6489746495233150882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6489746495233150882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-your-sunday-worth-your-saturday.html' title='Is your Sunday worth your Saturday?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6592187184567939593</id><published>2010-12-23T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T06:00:01.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Nate Saint Christmas Quote</title><content type='html'>"As we have a high old time this Christmas, may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without ever a chance. May we be moved with compassion as our Lord was. May we shed tears of repentance for these we have failed to bring out of darkness. Beyond the smiling scenes of Bethlehem may we see the crushing agony of Golgotha. May God give us a new vision of His will concerning the lost and our responsibility"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6592187184567939593?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6592187184567939593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6592187184567939593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6592187184567939593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6592187184567939593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/12/nate-saint-christmas-quote.html' title='Nate Saint Christmas Quote'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2908454401467041448</id><published>2010-12-15T09:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:59:15.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><title type='text'>Kimyal Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="261" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w9dpmp_-TY0?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The one pastor had said 'It says in the gospel of John that 'In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God and Jesus is that Word and Jesus is coming and we need to be there to meet him.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you catch that statement? They saw this as more than receiving a Bible, more than pages bound together, they were going to meet Jesus. He has come to them in His Word. When he came thousands of years ago he may have found no room in the inn but he surely has found room in the hearts of the Kimyal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We so often forget what a great treasure it is that we have. It is an amazing thing to have the Word of God in our hands. In a language that we can read and understand. The one pastor had to read Bibles that were translated into 4 other languages so that he could teach his people, but now he has the word in his language and he says, "That just made me so happy that I can just straight away, teach it." What an amazing thing this is. PRAISE GOD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can only agree with how they ended this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;“To him who sits on the throne &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f50000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and to the Lamb be blessing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; "&gt;and honor and glory and might forever and ever!” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2908454401467041448?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2908454401467041448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2908454401467041448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2908454401467041448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2908454401467041448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/12/kimyal-bible.html' title='Kimyal Bible'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w9dpmp_-TY0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8696171213487926407</id><published>2010-12-13T21:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:26:49.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Azurdia - Unequaled Greatness</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="261" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_RRrs3Ox5lQ?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8696171213487926407?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8696171213487926407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8696171213487926407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8696171213487926407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8696171213487926407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/12/art-azurdia-unequaled-greatness.html' title='Art Azurdia - Unequaled Greatness'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_RRrs3Ox5lQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7728799786982859465</id><published>2010-12-01T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:44:10.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio and Video for D. A. Carson’s The God Who Is There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Simply an amazing find this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2010/07/29/audio-and-video-for-d-a-carsons-the-god-who-is-there/"&gt;Audio and Video for D. A. Carson&amp;amp;#8217;s The God Who Is There&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7728799786982859465?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2010/07/29/audio-and-video-for-d-a-carsons-the-god-who-is-there/' title='Audio and Video for D. A. Carson&amp;#8217;s The God Who Is There'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7728799786982859465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7728799786982859465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7728799786982859465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7728799786982859465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/12/audio-and-video-for-d-carson-god-who-is.html' title='Audio and Video for D. A. Carson&amp;#8217;s The God Who Is There'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8998104710404216220</id><published>2010-11-30T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T18:48:35.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don Carson - The Aseity of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9B4J_An6i2I?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a great snippet from a really good sermon. Please take 5 minutes and give it a listen.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8998104710404216220?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8998104710404216220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8998104710404216220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8998104710404216220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8998104710404216220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/11/don-carson-aseity-of-god.html' title='Don Carson - The Aseity of God'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9B4J_An6i2I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6671076746019504271</id><published>2010-11-13T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:27:05.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Glory in Salvation through Judgment</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16505401&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16505401&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16505401"&gt;James Hamilton - God's Glory in Salvation Through Judgment&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/crosswaymedia"&gt;Crossway&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few post ago I told you about this book and here is a video about the book. Getting really excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6671076746019504271?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6671076746019504271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6671076746019504271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6671076746019504271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6671076746019504271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/11/gods-glory-in-salvation-through.html' title='God&apos;s Glory in Salvation through Judgment'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2523936191554486256</id><published>2010-11-07T08:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:24:48.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Experiment</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it is not even Thanksgiving and I like many others get irritated when stores just skip over Thanksgiving and decorate for Christmas, but I wanted to catch you in the early stages of planning. Surely by now if you have children they are beginning to submit their list of gifts that would be well appreciated. Or you are beginning to think what you should be buying for friends and family. I wanted to humbly suggest and idea that some friends of mine do and I think is a wonderful idea and I hope to do with my own family some day. Here is what you do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Figure up how much you are wanting to spend on all gifts. (Don't decide what you are going to buy, just how much you are planning on spending.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Once you have that figure, divide it in half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Use one half on buying the presents for friends and family, use the other half on helping others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have kids include them in the helping. Decide as a family how you are going to spend that money. Need ideas, here are a few:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Help a family in your church who is in need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Donate to the &lt;a href="https://www.compassion.com/contribution/giving/christmasgiftprogram.htm"&gt;Compassion International Christmas Gift &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Go buy some brand new clothes/coats and donate them (the new ones) to a shelter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Donate to the &lt;a href="http://www.bloodwatermission.com/"&gt;Blood Water Mission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't have to do it exactly as I have written it here, feel free to change it up and make it your own. I think that having a tradition of helping others with your family is an awesome idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2523936191554486256?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2523936191554486256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2523936191554486256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2523936191554486256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2523936191554486256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-experiment.html' title='Christmas Experiment'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6686782483736379443</id><published>2010-10-30T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:56:33.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Members Can Serve the Church on Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is a great list of things that we can do to serve our church in simple ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.9marks.org/blog/how-members-can-serve-church-sunday-morning?sms_ss=blogger&amp;amp;at_xt=4ccc15b11083fd98,0"&gt;How Members Can Serve the Church on Sunday Morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6686782483736379443?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.9marks.org/blog/how-members-can-serve-church-sunday-morning?sms_ss=blogger&amp;at_xt=4ccc15b11083fd98,0' title='How Members Can Serve the Church on Sunday Morning'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6686782483736379443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6686782483736379443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6686782483736379443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6686782483736379443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-members-can-serve-church-on-sunday.html' title='How Members Can Serve the Church on Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-125248808129495376</id><published>2010-10-24T20:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:07:15.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>A Book You Definitely Need to Get</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TMTXxu9EPrI/AAAAAAAAANU/CMOdmgkspJQ/s1600/salvation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TMTXxu9EPrI/AAAAAAAAANU/CMOdmgkspJQ/s320/salvation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531783491735535282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I must first start with a little bit of warning about this recommendation. I am incredibly biased, the author of this book, James Hamilton Jr., is first my pastor and also he was my professor of hermeneutics. Let me just say that to sit under his preaching Sunday after Sunday is such a great blessing.  Not only that but he is a great professor. I really cannot say enough great things about him. But that is not the purpose of this blog post. What I want to do is to tell you about his new book.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have not received my copy, I know that it is going to be great. A definite must buy for any one. From the interviews that I have read Dr. Hamilton intends for this book to be useful not only to the pastor but also to the pew. It is a book by book commentary on all of Scripture and you could easily read the chapter on Colossians and then read Colossians or vice versa.  &lt;div&gt;After having taken hermeneutics with Dr. Hamilton I know first hand the impact of his teaching on Scripture. His class has allowed me to see many great things that I just hadn't noticed before. There were so many days that my heart was driven either to conviction or to worship by his classes. He absolutely is in love with God and his word. What Wilken says of Clement and the Scriptures I would heartily attribute to Dr. Hamilton, "Its heroes become his heroes, and its history his history." His love for the Word is infectious. It will drive you to want to know the Bible better. His teaching on the Scripture was spectacular and I would only assume that this book will be as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy a copy for yourself, and then buy a copy for your friends and family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-125248808129495376?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/125248808129495376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=125248808129495376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/125248808129495376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/125248808129495376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/10/book-you-definitely-need-to-get.html' title='A Book You Definitely Need to Get'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TMTXxu9EPrI/AAAAAAAAANU/CMOdmgkspJQ/s72-c/salvation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1079453025828443482</id><published>2010-10-19T19:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:53:48.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run'/><title type='text'>Race Update</title><content type='html'>Well, I came in 17th of men between the ages of 30 to 34. And my official time was 1:52:45.80 with a pace of 8:36/per mile!!! This was my second half-marathon, so I finally get to put my 13.1 sticker on my truck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that it is done on to training for the full that I plan to run next April. Thanks for all your help and donations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1079453025828443482?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1079453025828443482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1079453025828443482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1079453025828443482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1079453025828443482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/10/race-update.html' title='Race Update'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3634681499492887385</id><published>2010-10-09T09:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:24:29.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Support for Adoption</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As many of you know I have been training for the Louisville Half-Marathon that is on October 17. I am doing this for a few reasons but my most important reason is that I am trying to help raise support for some friends at church who are in the process of adopting from overseas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; I believe that adoption is a great representation of the gospel. &lt;/span&gt;Russell Moore states,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Adoption is representative of the gospel because the gospel is an adoption. In Christ Jesus, God has declared us to be beloved children. He has welcomed us to his table, given us a family of forefathers and foremothers, brothers and sisters. And he’s granted us an inheritance, everything that belongs to Jesus, which is the entire universe. Adoption shows precisely what the gospel shows that love is not simply a matter of biology (“the flesh”) but of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moreover, adoption is part of a bigger biblical theme of care for orphans and widows. When we love orphans and widows, we are simply loving Jesus by showing mercy to those whom he calls the 'least of these, my brothers and sisters.'" (From &lt;a href="http://www.challies.com/guest-bloggers/an-interview-with-dr-russell-moore"&gt;Challies.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I ask that you would consider supporting this cause with me. You can do so by sponsoring my run. A half-marathon is 21.1 Km (13.11 Miles) so here is a suggestion chart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$1 per km = $21.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$1.50 per km = $31.65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$2 per km = $42.20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$2.50 = $52.75&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also to make things a little easier you can use this site to donate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/33ff345faacabea7"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="event_title" value="Helping%20to%20Adopt"&gt;&lt;param name="event_desc" value="Jerod%27s%20Half%20Marathon"&gt;&lt;param name="color_scheme" value="blue"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/33ff345faacabea7" flashvars="event_title=Helping%20to%20Adopt&amp;amp;event_desc=Jerod%27s%20Half%20Marathon&amp;amp;color_scheme=blue" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3634681499492887385?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3634681499492887385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3634681499492887385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3634681499492887385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3634681499492887385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/10/raising-support-for-adoption.html' title='Raising Support for Adoption'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2493261827867427215</id><published>2010-09-22T19:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:11:35.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church History'/><title type='text'>For All the Saints</title><content type='html'>This was part of our reading for Church History this week. The section below come from Eusebius' Church History in which he reports on the persecutions that happened under the rule of Diocletian(244-311). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Such was the conflict of those Egyptians who contended nobly for religion in Tyre. But we must admire those also who suffered martyrdom in their native land; where thousands of men, women, and children, despising the present life for the sake of the teaching of our Saviour, endured various deaths...numberless other kinds of tortures, terrible even to hear of, were committed to the flames; some were drowned in the sea; some offered their heads bravely to those who cut them off; some died under their tortures, and others perished with hunger. And yet others were crucified; some according to the method commonly employed for malefactors; others yet more cruelly, being nailed to the cross with their heads downward, and being kept alive until they perished on the cross with hunger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be impossible to describe the outrages and tortures which the martyrs in Thebais endured....Others being bound to the branches and trunks of trees perished. For they drew the stoutest branches together with machines, and bound the limbs of the martyrs to them; and then, allowing the branches to assume their natural position, they tore asunder instantly the limbs of those for whom they contrived this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things were done, not for a few days or a short time, but for a long series of years. Sometimes more than ten, at other times above twenty were put to death...and yet again a hundred men with young children and women, were slain in one day, being condemned to various and diverse torments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, also being on the spot ourselves, have observed large crowds in one day; some suffering decapitation, others torture by fire; so that the murderous sword was blunted, and becoming weak, was broken, and the very executioners grew weary and relieved each other.   HE VIII.8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May we never forget the cost of following Christ that the saints of old have paid with their lives. They died for the gospel, will we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the saints, who from their labors rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alleluia, Alleluia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alleluia, Alleluia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And win with them the victor’s crown of gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alleluia, Alleluia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can read more &lt;a href="http://www.churchhistory101.com/century4-p3.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2493261827867427215?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2493261827867427215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2493261827867427215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2493261827867427215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2493261827867427215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-all-saints.html' title='For All the Saints'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6526116503043777782</id><published>2010-09-14T18:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:37:44.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage in the eyes of a Church Father</title><content type='html'>Tonight in doing my homework for Church History I am reading Tertullian and I must say that what I just read I thought was amazingly beautiful. This is his view of Christian marriage and I think that when God gives me a wife I would like to some how include this in the wedding ceremony. Mind you Tertullian lived somewhere around 200 a.d. Here is what he says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How shall we ever be able adequately to describe the happiness of that marriage which the Church arranges, the Sacrifice strengthens, upon which the blessing sets a seal, at which angels are present as witnesses, and to which the Father gives His consent? For not even on earth do children marry properly and legally without their fathers' permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful, then, the marriage of two Christians, two who are one in hope, one in desire, one in the way of life they follow, one in the religion they practice. They are as brother and sister, both servants of the same Master. Nothing divides them, either in flesh or in spirit. They are, in very truth, two in one flesh; and where there is but one flesh there is also but one spirit. They pray together, they worship together, they fast together; instructing one another, encouraging one another, strengthening one another. Side by side they visit God's church and partake of God's Banquet; side by side they face difficulties and persecution, share their consolations. They have no secrets from one another; they never shun each other's company; they never bring sorrow to each other's hearts. Unembarrassed they visit the sick and assist the needy. They give alms without anxiety; they attend the Sacrifice without difficulty; they perform their daily exercises of piety without hindrance. They need not be furtive about making the Sign of the Cross, nor timorous in greeting the brethren, nor silent in asking a blessing of God. Psalms and hymns they sing to one another, striving to see which one of them will chant more beautifully the praises of their Lord. Hearing and seeing this, Christ rejoices. To such as these He gives His peace. Where there are two together, there also He is present; and where He is, there evil is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read more &lt;a href="http://www.tertullian.org/works/ad_uxorem.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6526116503043777782?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6526116503043777782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6526116503043777782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6526116503043777782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6526116503043777782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/09/marriage-in-eyes-of-church-father.html' title='Marriage in the eyes of a Church Father'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1299481978968745431</id><published>2010-09-01T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:57:06.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men, old or young, you need to watch this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14551672?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14551672"&gt;"Church Planter" by Darrin Patrick&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/crosswaymedia"&gt;Crossway&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From Crossway Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video by The Resurgence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1299481978968745431?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1299481978968745431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1299481978968745431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1299481978968745431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1299481978968745431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/09/men-old-or-young-you-need-to-watch-this.html' title='Men, old or young, you need to watch this.'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1334293753597744675</id><published>2010-08-02T09:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:34:18.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymn'/><title type='text'>A Favorite Hymn: And Can It Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I first heard this hymn redone by Indelible Grace and I really liked it. However a fews later I got it when I bought the &lt;a href="http://www.sovereigngracestore.com/ProductInfo.aspx?productid=M4250-00-21"&gt;T4G Live CD&lt;/a&gt;. I must say that I much rather enjoy the original. Bob Kauflin always does a great job leading worship and T4G is no different. The first time I heard it I was driving on a motorcycle around Chiang Mai, Thailand and I had to pull to the side as I just wept. The words of this song broke me. I don't know if you are like me but these words seemed to be my story. Because I never can understand why I should 'gain and interest in the Savior's blood.' But praise God for his great mercy. I hope that you too are encouraged by these words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And Can It Be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Charles Wesley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And can it be that I should gain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An interest in the Savior’s blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Died He for me, who caused His pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me, who Him to death pursued?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He left His Father’s throne above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So free, so infinite His grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emptied Himself of all but love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And bled for Adam’s helpless race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘Tis mercy all, immense and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For O my God, it found out me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Thou, my God, shoudlst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long my imprisoned spirit lay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fast bound in sin and nature’s night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thine eye diffused a quickening ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke, the dungeon flamed with light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My chains fell off, my heart was free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rose, went forth, and followed Thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Thou, my God shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No condemnation now I dread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus, and all in Him, is mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alive in Him, my living Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And clothed in righteousness divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bold I approach the eternal throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And claim the crown, through Christ my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing love! How can it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Thou my God, shouldst die for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1334293753597744675?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1334293753597744675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1334293753597744675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1334293753597744675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1334293753597744675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/08/favorite-hymn-and-can-it-be.html' title='A Favorite Hymn: And Can It Be'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8156184583344194006</id><published>2010-07-31T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:45:00.016-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>End of the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TFSIaSATuVI/AAAAAAAAANE/ESCTrOqLTVE/s1600/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TFSIaSATuVI/AAAAAAAAANE/ESCTrOqLTVE/s320/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500171030017325394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a rather ordinary run. However, it was interesting for 2 reasons. The first is rather simple. I ran the run in 1 hour 1 min and 1 sec. Very strange end time. The second reason was that today was my last run with my very first pair of real running shoes (those on the left). That is, running shoes that I actually bought for the purpose of running. And run I did. In those pair of shoes I have run almost 900km, I ran a half-marathon in them, and it was the shoes that I started my joy in running. Before this I ran every once and a while but would usually give up. It is a somewhat bitter sweet feeling. But while I am sad to give them up I am glad to have these new pair of shoes. Brooks Adrenaline. When I first bought my Nike+ Limitless I didn't know anything about pronation/supination, I pronate but the Nike's apparently are for people who supinate. These are bad shoes for me. The Brooks should be much more suited for my feet and ankles. Only time will tell. They begin their duty Monday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8156184583344194006?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8156184583344194006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8156184583344194006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8156184583344194006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8156184583344194006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-line.html' title='End of the line'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TFSIaSATuVI/AAAAAAAAANE/ESCTrOqLTVE/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6776059761800229872</id><published>2010-07-23T08:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:12:25.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR GOD!!</title><content type='html'>To study the attributes of God would take pages and pages and there would never be enough books to fully exhaust how great and awesome. But this morning during my study I was reading Ps 118 and verse 28 says, “You are my God, and I will give thanks to you; you are my God; I will extol you.” So I just wanted to take a moment and extol my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremiah 10:2-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus says the LORD: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Learn not the way of the nations, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor be dismayed at the signs of the heavens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because the nations are dismayed at them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the customs of the peoples are vanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tree from the forest is cut down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and worked with an axe by the hands of a craftsman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They decorate it with silver and gold; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they fasten it with hammer and nails so that it cannot move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their idols are like scarecrows in a cucumber field, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they cannot speak; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they have to be carried, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for they cannot walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not be afraid of them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for they cannot do evil, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;neither is it in them to do good.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is none like you, O LORD; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you are great, and your name is great in might. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who would not fear you, O King of the nations? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For this is your due; for among all the wise ones of the nations &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in all their kingdoms   there is none like you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are both stupid and foolish; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the instruction of idols is but wood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beaten silver is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are the work of the craftsman and of the hands of the goldsmith; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;their clothing is violet and purple; they are all the work of skilled men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the LORD is the true God; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is the living God and the everlasting King. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At his wrath the earth quakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the nations cannot endure his indignation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you catch it? Their gods are made by their own hands. They have ears, but don’t hear, mouths, but don’t speak, feet, but don’t walk. But not OUR GOD, NO!!, OUR GOD is the true God and he is not made by our hands or our imaginations. He is the LIVING GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 33:26-29 states,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“There is none like God, O Jeshurun, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who rides through the heavens to your help, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;through the skies in his majesty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The eternal God is your dwelling place, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and underneath are the everlasting arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he thrust out the enemy before you and said, Destroy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Israel stood on the banks of the Jordan and Moses gives them the law one more time before they enter the land. He tells them not to fear the people in the land. Why? Because they had greater military leaders? No. Because they had greater weapons? No. Because they had greater numbers? No. But it was because they had a greater God!!! The gods of the people do not come to the aid of their people. But OUR GOD “rides through the heavens to your help, through the skies in his majesty.” Are you going through hard times? What a verse of encouragement!!&lt;br /&gt;Also notice what he says to a people who were about to enter the Promised Land, “the eternal God is your dwelling place.” The land is great, it is a land that flowed with milk and honey, but the reason the land is great has nothing to do with the attributes of the land but everything to do with the great God who is there with them. Have you ever thought that heaven is going to be great because there are streets of gold and gates of pearls? If you want heaven for what heaven gives you and not because of who heavens gives you you may be disappointed. Heaven gives us access to the Father, Son, and Spirit unhindered. This body will be made new and we will never sin again, NEVER!! We won’t even desire to sin! Our minds will understand in a new way, free from sin's effects! Heaven’s streets are paved with gold because  OUR God’s glorious presence is so awesome that gold will be considered a building material, like asphalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Psalm. 95:6-7    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Oh come, let us worship and bow down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For he is our God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we are the people of his pasture, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the sheep of his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6776059761800229872?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6776059761800229872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6776059761800229872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6776059761800229872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6776059761800229872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-god.html' title='OUR GOD!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5000738883974526711</id><published>2010-07-20T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T07:44:34.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C.S. Lewis on Democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I am a democrat [proponent of democracy] because I believe in the Fall of Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most people are democrats for the opposite reason. A great deal of democratic enthusiasm descends from the ideas of people like Rousseau, who believed in democracy because they thought mankind so wise and good that every one deserved a share in the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danger of defending democracy on those grounds is that they’re not true. . . . I find that they’re not true without looking further than myself. I don’t deserve a share in governing a hen-roost. Much less a nation. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real reason for democracy is just the reverse. Mankind is so fallen that no man can be trusted with unchecked power over his fellows. Aristotle said that some people were only fit to be slaves. I do not contradict him. But I reject slavery because I see no men fit to be masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found this at &lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/justintaylor/2010/07/19/c-s-lewis-on-democracy/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+between2worlds+%28Between+Two+Worlds%29"&gt;Justin Taylor's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5000738883974526711?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/justintaylor/2010/07/19/c-s-lewis-on-democracy/' title='C.S. 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Lewis on Democracy'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5984536277889664900</id><published>2010-07-05T20:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:23:10.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Attempt at Poetry</title><content type='html'>I am not a very good poet but I always like to try. Here are some of my attempts at verse. I hope you don't laugh too much. These are two that came from a recent study of Genesis. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All from nothing He created,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth and sky he fabricated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; On the first he fashioned light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;creating day and forming night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the second did he divide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the form of earth from heavens wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the third raised habitation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth's soils and vegetation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the fourth began the blaze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glow of moon and sun's bright rays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the fifth came to life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fish in sea and bird of flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the sixth were animals created,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but here the story gets deviated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now we hear a conversation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God tells us of His next formation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In His likeness creates the man,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;male and female was the plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Fill the earth and have dominion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all its produce can be eaten."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over all creation, God, He stood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looked and saw and it was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the seventh did He rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that day made holy and was blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Falling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam, Adam, you and madam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tell me how this garden grows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“you tend and keep and multiply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and follow all He shows.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be fruitful and fill the earth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the Lord’s command,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;expand the borders, have dominion, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;conquer, take the land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Adam, Adam quite contrary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did not follow what he heard, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he took and ate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and from the garden they were purged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A flaming sword and cherubim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;placed to guard the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life with death, toil with strife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the price they now must pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be fruitful and fill the earth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the Lord’s command,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;given Adam, and to Noah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to father Abraham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5984536277889664900?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5984536277889664900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5984536277889664900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5984536277889664900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5984536277889664900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/07/attempt-at-poetry.html' title='Attempt at Poetry'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3626975208047306252</id><published>2010-07-04T19:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:28:50.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patriotism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm'/><title type='text'>A Fitting Song</title><content type='html'>Before I write this blog I must confess something first, I am not a very patriotic person. It is not that I am not glad to be an American. I thank God that he allowed me to be born in this country. I always sing the national anthem at sporting events and even do so when they are played on TV. I can even sing most of the Marine Corps Hymn. I think that we should support our troops and pray that they come home safely and soon. There are many countries that I wish could enjoy the same freedoms that we have. However, I know that America has problems just like the rest of the world, but this is not the reason I am not very patriotic.&lt;div&gt;The main reason I am not very patriotic is that the more and more I study the Bible the more and more I understand of the Kingdom of God, the kingdom to which I truly belong. Where my real King and my real citizenship are located. I will be an American for only a short time, but I will be a citizen of God's everlasting kingdom forever. That kingdom has my heart and I long to be in it more than anything. Not because that kingdom is better than this world, though it is, but because that kingdom is where I will be with my King. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why I found it most fitting that this morning our worship pastor Josh Philpot at Kenwood Baptist Church had us sing Psalm 46 to the tune of America, the Beautiful. It was wonderful. The music stirred up patriotic thoughts but the words directed me to the true and better kingdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the words of Psalm 46 from the Psalter. Try singing it to the tune to America, the Beautiful. May this encourage your heart for the kingdom as it did mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Psalm 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 God is our refuge and our strength,&lt;br /&gt;In straits a present aid;&lt;br /&gt;2 and, therefore, tho’ the Earth remove&lt;br /&gt;We will not be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;Tho’ hills amidst the seas be cast,&lt;br /&gt;3 tho’ troubled waters roar,&lt;br /&gt;Yea, tho’ the swelling Billows shake&lt;br /&gt;The mountains on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 A river is whose streams make glad&lt;br /&gt;The city of our God,&lt;br /&gt;The holy place wherein the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Most High has His abode.&lt;br /&gt;5 Yea, God is in the midst of her;&lt;br /&gt;Unmoved she stands alway;&lt;br /&gt;And God will surely grant her help&lt;br /&gt;Before the break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 The nations raged; the&lt;br /&gt;Kingdoms moved;&lt;br /&gt;And when the earth had heard&lt;br /&gt;The mighty voice He sent abroad&lt;br /&gt;It melted at His word.&lt;br /&gt;7 The LORD of hosts is on our side&lt;br /&gt;Our safety to secure;&lt;br /&gt;The God of Jacob is for us&lt;br /&gt;A refuge strong and sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 O come, behold what  Wondrous works&lt;br /&gt;Have by the LORD been wrought;&lt;br /&gt;Come, see what desolations great&lt;br /&gt;He on the earth has brought.&lt;br /&gt;9 To utmost ends of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Wars unto peace He turns;&lt;br /&gt;The bow He breaks, the spear He cuts,&lt;br /&gt;In fire the char-iot burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Be still and know that I am God;&lt;br /&gt;Among the nations I&lt;br /&gt;Will be exalted; I on earth&lt;br /&gt;Will be exalted high.&lt;br /&gt;11 The LORD of hosts is on our side.&lt;br /&gt;Our safety to secure;&lt;br /&gt;The God of Jacob is for us&lt;br /&gt;A refuge strong and sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3626975208047306252?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3626975208047306252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3626975208047306252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3626975208047306252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3626975208047306252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/07/fitting-song.html' title='A Fitting Song'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7318793195551801556</id><published>2010-06-25T09:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:02:45.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Running Playlist</title><content type='html'>One of the things that helps me keep pace during a run is music and I am always on the look out for some good running tunes. Recently this has been my playlist of choice. I play it in this order because the bpm (beats per minute) gradually gets faster, which makes me run a little faster. If you have some music that you like to run to let me know I always new some new stuff. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Told Em - Trip Lee&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Far Away - Lecrae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fanatics - 116 Clique&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make War - Tedashii&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On That Cross - Flame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inexhaustible - Trip Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh Ahh - Grits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come Close - Trip Lee&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't Waste Your Life - Lecrae&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justified - Shai Linne&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a Believer - Tedashii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superstar - Trip Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fresh - Tedashii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7318793195551801556?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7318793195551801556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7318793195551801556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7318793195551801556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7318793195551801556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-running-playlist.html' title='New Running Playlist'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-272469323267873566</id><published>2010-06-09T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:51:11.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Luther'/><title type='text'>Song &amp; Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;There are many great songs that are of such great encouragement to me and my Christian walk and there are many great quotes that do the same, but for some reason every once and awhile a song and a quote will connect in my head and then become hard to separate. Thinking of one will generally lead to thinking of the other. This morning I was singing Approach, My Soul, the Mercy Seat, by John Newton and it made me think of a quote by Martin Luther. I wanted to share these with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The Song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Approach, My Soul, the Mercy Seat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approach, my soul, the mercy seat,&lt;br /&gt;Where Jesus answers prayer;&lt;br /&gt;There humbly fall before His feet,&lt;br /&gt;For none can perish there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy promise is my only plea,&lt;br /&gt;With this I venture nigh;&lt;br /&gt;Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;And such, O Lord, am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowed down beneath a load of sin,&lt;br /&gt;By Satan sorely pressed,&lt;br /&gt;By war without and fears within,&lt;br /&gt;I come to Thee for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Thou my Shield and hiding Place,&lt;br /&gt;That, sheltered by Thy side,&lt;br /&gt;I may my fierce accuser face,&lt;br /&gt;And tell him Thou hast died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O wondrous love! to bleed and die,&lt;br /&gt;To bear the cross and shame,&lt;br /&gt;That guilty sinners, such as I,&lt;br /&gt;Might plead Thy gracious Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Poor tempest-tossèd soul, be still;&lt;br /&gt;My promised grace receive”;&lt;br /&gt;’Tis Jesus speaks—I must, I will,&lt;br /&gt;I can, I do believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You should tell the devil “Just by telling me that I am a miserable, great sinner you are placing a sword and a weapon into my hand with which I can decisively overcome you; yea, with your own weapon I can kill and floor you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if you tell me that I am a poor sinner, I, on the other hand, can tell you that Christ dies for sinners and is their Intercessor… You remind me of the boundless, great faithfulness and benefaction of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burden of my sins and all the trouble and misery that were to oppress me eternally He very gladly took upon His shoulders and suffered the bitter death on the cross for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Him I direct you. You may accuse and condemn Him. Let me rest in peace, for on His shoulders, not on mine, lie all my sins and the sins of all the world.” -&lt;i&gt;Martin Luther&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Rather than me ramble on about the connection I see I'll leave that to you. I pray that they will encourage you as much as they encourage me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=e44fa36a-c6c9-87fa-96e4-478c4c374712" alt="" class="zemanta-pixie-img" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="scribefire-powered"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-272469323267873566?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/272469323267873566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=272469323267873566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/272469323267873566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/272469323267873566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/06/song-quote.html' title='Song &amp;amp; Quote'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6726473070838202228</id><published>2010-05-24T12:30:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:37:11.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudoku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hermeneutics'/><title type='text'>Sudoku &amp; Hermeneutics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/the-consortium/4504469260/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478230527361138962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TAaVo8UPwRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iChcNQO94F4/s320/blogpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never been one to do the puzzles in the paper, but recently I have taken up playing Sudoku. I have been playing for a week or two, the easy ones mind you, and find it to be both fun and frustrating (especially when I try a hard one). But the other day as I was working through a medium level game it hit me that Sudoku and Biblical Hermeneutics (the art/science of interpreting the Scriptures) are quite similar. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudoku is a logic based number game. It is made of a 9x9 grid and each grid has a 3x3 sub grid. The object is to make sure that each line has the numbers 1-9 and that each sub grid also contains those same numbers. To do this you must pay attention to what each sub grid contains, because each line and each sub grid cannot have two of the same number. The easy ones that I play begin with quite a few numbers already in place. So here are my 3 basic rules to playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Start with what is easier.&lt;/strong&gt; If you have a line that has 1, 3, 4, 5, 8 it is easier to start here than on the line that only has 2 and 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Work both sub grids and lines at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt; The nature of the game will force you to do this, but you need to remember that completing a line also helps you to complete a sub grid and vice versa. Also if a line is wrong, then the sub grids connected to that line will be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Look to other sub grids for help.&lt;/strong&gt; If you are stuck on a sub grid then look to other sub grids for clues. For example, if you have a sub grid with four empty squares, look to the sub grids to the right or left or above or under it to eliminate possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how does this help with understanding the Bible? While the Bible is made of 66 individual books, it has only one main storyline. Because of this each book is connected to the other books. Some connections are stronger and some are very faint, but none the less they are all connected. So let’s apply these same rules….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Start with what is easier.&lt;/strong&gt; The gospels and the letters are easier to understand than the prophets and Revelation, therefore start with what is more accessible to you now. Don’t worry the more you read the more will become easy to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Work at understanding both the present verse/chapter/book and other verses/chapters/books at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt; For instance if you are working on John 3:16 it is important to understand that John 3:1-21 is the context of this verse. Therefore, work hard at understanding the verse in its context. Many times people get mislead in understanding Scripture because they take a verse from its context. As D.A. Carson says, “A text without a context is a pretext for a proof text.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only that but all of John is the context for John 3. It is therefore necessary to understand the function of John 3 within the entire gospel. Furthermore, the whole Bible is the context of John. We must try to understand each verse in its own context and then examine how it relates to the narrative of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Look to other books for help.&lt;/strong&gt; By this I do not mean look to commentaries, although they are helpful and should in time be consulted. By “look to other book,” I mean looking to other books of the Bible. John alludes to the Old Testament and when he does it is our duty to find those allusions, go to books they come from, and understand them in their Old Testament context. Then we must work to understand how John is using those texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have probably written too much in this blog, but I will try to give an example of what I am talking about soon. I would certainly like to hear your thoughts on this topic. &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/12873719-6726473070838202228?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6726473070838202228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6726473070838202228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6726473070838202228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6726473070838202228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/05/sudoku-hermeneutics.html' title='Sudoku &amp; Hermeneutics'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TAaVo8UPwRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iChcNQO94F4/s72-c/blogpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6121015565831669535</id><published>2010-05-05T09:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:54:28.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>The Gospel of the Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.markdroberts.com/images/ladd-gospel-kingdom-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Summer is just around the corner and that means that my semester is coming to and end. That should bring on a more regular blogging schedule. (I hope) Today, I wanted to take a moment and comment on a book I got the pleasure of reading this semester. It was fascinating and it helped me to understand much of the Kingdom. The book is "The Gospel of the Kingdom: Scriptural Studies in the Kingdom of God" by George Eldon Ladd.&lt;div&gt;Rather than just meander on about what I thought of the book, let me give you a quote that really opened my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking of Paul's use of the idea of inheritance in relation to the Kingdom (1 Corinthians 15:42-50; 2 Corinthians 5:1-10; Ephesians 1:14), Ladd states, "The present possession of the the Holy Spirit is a down-payment. It is more than promise, although it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; promise. It is more than guarantee, although it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a guarantee. It is the present although partial possession which guarantees the full possession at the proper time. This is the life of the Spirit, eternal life. The fulness of life awaits the Coming of Christ; but until the mortal is swallowed up in life, God has given us His Spirit as a down-payment. The indwelling of the Spirit is the Down-payment of that life which we shall one day experience in its fulness. The new birth is the beginning, partial but real, of the life of the The Age to Come. This means that already we have within us the life of heaven. It is means we already participate in the life that belongs to God's future Kingdom; not indeed in its fulness, but nevertheless in reality."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is one awesome paragraph. The Spirit that dwells in us Christians brings with it the life of heaven that can be lived here and now, not just then. It is only a taste of things to come!! Ladd goes on to say that what being saved means is that we "go about every day in the present evil Age living the life of heaven." Being a Christian means that our citizenship is in heaven and Jesus is our king. But right now the future kingdom is reaching back into our time and should change how we live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just one of many superb paragraphs. You should buy this book and read it and then read it again. I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6121015565831669535?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6121015565831669535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6121015565831669535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6121015565831669535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6121015565831669535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/05/gospel-of-kingdom.html' title='The Gospel of the Kingdom'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2526924360363012807</id><published>2010-05-01T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:33:12.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Convicting Quote</title><content type='html'>From time to time I read blogs. One that I particularly like is by &lt;a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/justintaylor/"&gt;Justin Taylor&lt;/a&gt;. He recently had a quote on his page that I found rather convicting about my prayer life. Here is the quote:&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;"If Jesus answered all your prayers from the last 30 days, would anything change in THE World or just YOUR world."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Of the many things I know that I need to do better, prayer is always at the top of that list. This quote reveals why. I hate to say it but I am selfish in prayer, I am selfish in general because I am a sinner. I have things that I am doing to try to change that but those prayers that are done in haste always seem to be ladened with I's. My very own sinfulness seems to creep up in my praying. Lord I want this or that or would like if you would... Lord forgive me for my selfishness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some quotes by John Bunyan that I enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You can do more than pray, after you have prayed, but you cannot do more than pray until you have prayed."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Prayer will make a man cease from sin, or sin will entice a man to cease from prayer."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Pray often; for prayer is a shield to the soul, a sacrifice to God, and a scourge for Satan."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2526924360363012807?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2526924360363012807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2526924360363012807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2526924360363012807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2526924360363012807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/05/convicting-quote.html' title='Convicting Quote'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6898378534393868153</id><published>2010-04-01T18:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:48:31.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Comin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naajYZSbWdw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naajYZSbWdw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is praying&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s a sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Judas is betraying&lt;br /&gt;But Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;Pilate’s struggling&lt;br /&gt;The council is conspiring&lt;br /&gt;The crowd is vilifying&lt;br /&gt;They don’t even know&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The disciples are running&lt;br /&gt;Like sheep without a shepherd&lt;br /&gt;Mary’s crying&lt;br /&gt;Peter is denying&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday’s a comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The Romans beat my Jesus&lt;br /&gt;They robe him in scarlet&lt;br /&gt;They crown him with thorns&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;See Jesus walking to Calvary&lt;br /&gt;His blood dripping&lt;br /&gt;His body stumbling&lt;br /&gt;And his spirit’s burdened&lt;br /&gt;But you see, it’s only Friday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The world’s winning&lt;br /&gt;People are sinning&lt;br /&gt;And evil’s grinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The soldiers nail my Savior’s hands&lt;br /&gt;To the cross&lt;br /&gt;They nail my Savior’s feet&lt;br /&gt;To the cross&lt;br /&gt;And then they raise him up&lt;br /&gt;Next to criminals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you something&lt;br /&gt;Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The disciples are questioning&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to their King&lt;br /&gt;And the Pharisees are celebrating&lt;br /&gt;That their scheming&lt;br /&gt;Has been achieved&lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know&lt;br /&gt;It’s only Friday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;He’s hanging on the cross&lt;br /&gt;Feeling forsaken by his Father&lt;br /&gt;Left alone and dying&lt;br /&gt;Can nobody save him?&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;But Sunday’s comin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;The earth trembles&lt;br /&gt;The sky grows dark&lt;br /&gt;My King yields his spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;Hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;Death has won&lt;br /&gt;Sin has conquered&lt;br /&gt;and Satan’s just a laughin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is buried&lt;br /&gt;A soldier stands guard&lt;br /&gt;And a rock is rolled into place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s Friday&lt;br /&gt;It is only Friday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a comin’!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6898378534393868153?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6898378534393868153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6898378534393868153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6898378534393868153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6898378534393868153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/04/sundays-comin.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Comin!!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7005469705971788891</id><published>2010-03-13T22:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:22:39.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A must to blog about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight I was doing a stupid search on google when I ran across this and I had to share with you. So have you ever wondered what to do with your baby when you have to use the restroom, no fear, here is the answer to your question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S5xWVdlhbTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fn3EwukwdQk/s320/hanging.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448324575930707250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is no joke you can find it &lt;a href="http://mommysentials.com/item_10/The-BabyKeeper-Basic.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Truth be told I think this is a great idea and if I had a kid I would buy one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7005469705971788891?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7005469705971788891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7005469705971788891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7005469705971788891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7005469705971788891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/03/must-to-blog-about.html' title='A must to blog about'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S5xWVdlhbTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fn3EwukwdQk/s72-c/hanging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5875971833552493024</id><published>2010-03-02T15:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:08:14.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30'/><title type='text'>30 and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S43bmG-vB5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PT0rIJ93tA/s1600-h/2656467632_1f6b2afe75.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S43bmG-vB5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PT0rIJ93tA/s320/2656467632_1f6b2afe75.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444248972316051346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benjamin Franklin said, "At twenty years of age, the will reigns; at thirty, the wit; and at forty, the judgment." So today I begin my years of wit reigning. That's right, today is my birthday. And this one has kind of snuck up on me. I have been so busy with school lately that I surprised myself Saturday when I was trying to plan something and while looking at a calendar I realized my birthday was this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30. It doesn't feel like to long ago I was thinking that 30 sounded so far away. I didn't ever think that it sounded "old," it just wasn't 20. Some how those years fly by. And it is here. As I sit here in the waning hours of my twenties I'm forced to consider the decade that God has been so gracious to give me. So if you would lets take a stroll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade of Schooling &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This decade began with me graduating with and Associates degree from Northeastern Oklahoma A&amp;amp;M (2000). From there I attended Oklahoma Baptist University graduating with a Bachelors, but more importantly made friendships that have continued ever since (2002). In 2004 I attended Southwestern Theological Seminary getting in 30 hours and getting out as soon as possible. 2005 would find me beginning a Masters of Applied Linguistics at Payap University in Chiang Mai, Thailand and 2009 would see me finish it. Now I sit at Southern Seminary writing papers and reading books in the start of yet another Masters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade of Moving, Culture, and Language &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In the last ten years I have lived in seven cities and three countries. I have lived in a democracy, a monarchy, and a communist republic. I have learned three languages and forgotten one. I have learned to live and operate in cultures not my own, and been frustrated with them at the same time. Finally, I have seen a language that has never been written be written for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade of Defeat &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;While I have made several attempts at courtship all of them have failed (obviously). I have tried to learn several instruments only to find I don't have the time to invest in them. And I have learned and lost Biblical Greek twice and Biblical Hebrew once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade of Rejoicing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;These last ten years have made me the uncle of three great kids. They have made me witness to two men coming to faith in Christ by the power of the grace of God. They have given me brothers and sister who are as close as blood, if not closer due to the blood of Christ, in the family I was adopted into and now share in as an heir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade of God &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;While I have been a Christian for longer than ten years it has been these last ten years that I have really loved the most. With the help of a godly man and his ever patient wife, both whom I love dearly (Sp &amp;amp; V), I was introduced to a theology that has made me a stronger Christian than I ever had been. It has been a decade of ups and downs but as I look at all these years I am humbled that I even got a day. Such a gracious God has been so kind to give me 10,957 more days than I deserve. But not only that he has been the one who has kept me through them all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Decade to Come&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There are things that I hope the next ten years hold in store. I hope that there are wedding vows and dirty diapers, finger paints and Bible stories before bed, date nights and flowers just because, love letters and kisses because I have been intoxicated, and a decade that leads in to years and years of falling more and more in love. I pray that I would be used to introduce people to a Rescuer who loves them with a never stopping, never giving up, unbreaking, always and forever love. I pray that there would be worship and an ever increasing knowledge of a God who could never be fully known. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;What the next ten years holds is not for me to know, I just pray that I will live an ever increasingly more obedient life for a God who has been better to me than I deserve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great God of Heaven,&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for these thirty years of life. I was not due a single day, but you have been so kind to keep me and sustain me through them all. I ask that you would forgive me for when I have taken them for granted and where I have not given you the glory which you deserve. I pray that you would give me a deeper and ever growing love for you that would satisfy my deepest longings and would drive away my fears. Where I am hardened, break me. Where I am proud, humble me. And where I am ungrateful, discipline me. May I be yours and may I confess you as Lord in every area of my life. And if you see fit to give me another 30 years may I be faithful to give them back to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Jesus Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5875971833552493024?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5875971833552493024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5875971833552493024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5875971833552493024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5875971833552493024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/03/30-and-counting.html' title='30 and Counting'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S43bmG-vB5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/7PT0rIJ93tA/s72-c/2656467632_1f6b2afe75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8108063142885906332</id><published>2010-02-26T09:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:05:55.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Seminary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Platt'/><title type='text'>Settle for Maintenance or Sacrifice for Mission?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.sbts.edu/resources/wp-content/mu-plugins/flash-video-player/mediaplayer/player.swf" width="420" height="240" id="n0" name="n0" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" wmode="opaque" flashvars="id=n0&amp;amp;plugins=googlytics-1&amp;amp;image=http://www.sbts.edu/resources/files/2010/02/20100225_chapel_0092.jpg&amp;amp;file=http://www.sbts.edu/media/video/chapel/spring-2010/20100225-platt.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that many of you this evening will be sitting down to rest and watch some TV or read a good book. But if you would allow me, I would commend, nay urge you strongly to take the time you would waste with watching things that will have no lasting value to watch this video. But don't just watch it. Once you have watched it feel the weight of what he puts before us and let us take a scalpel to our budgets for the glory of God. May we loose our complacency and may we pursue the mission which has been entrusted to us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brookhills.org/new/pastor.html"&gt;David Platt&lt;/a&gt; is the pastor at &lt;a href="http://www.brookhills.org/"&gt;The Church at Brook Hills&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8108063142885906332?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8108063142885906332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8108063142885906332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8108063142885906332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8108063142885906332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/02/settle-for-maintenance-or-sacrifice-for.html' title='Settle for Maintenance or Sacrifice for Mission?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7046295880945692099</id><published>2010-01-20T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:32:39.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking Questions</title><content type='html'>I am starting classes next week and I am rather excited. But that is not what I am posting about. I found this and I think it is very helpful so I wanted to share it with all who will be starting classes where ever you may be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S1cT5e3JfDI/AAAAAAAAALM/KCp3omBjqvo/s1600-h/Question+Evaluation+Chart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S1cT5e3JfDI/AAAAAAAAALM/KCp3omBjqvo/s320/Question+Evaluation+Chart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428829754076265522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7046295880945692099?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7046295880945692099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7046295880945692099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7046295880945692099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7046295880945692099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2010/01/asking-questions.html' title='Asking Questions'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/S1cT5e3JfDI/AAAAAAAAALM/KCp3omBjqvo/s72-c/Question+Evaluation+Chart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5566513710527868526</id><published>2009-12-17T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:00:01.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nate Saint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Convicting Quote</title><content type='html'>In Nate Saint's journal there this entry on December 18, twenty one days before he died tried reach the very people he was thinking about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"As we have a high old time this Christmas, may we who know Christ hear the cry of the damned as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night without ever having a chance. May we be moved with compassion as our Lord was. May we shed tears of repentance for these we have failed to bring out of the darkness. Beyond the smiling scenes of Bethlehem, may we see the crushing agony of Golgotha. May God give us a new vision of His will concerning the lost - and our responsibility."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;May we today hear this and be moved for the lost in such a way that we would give our lives to reach them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5566513710527868526?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5566513710527868526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5566513710527868526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5566513710527868526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5566513710527868526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/12/convicting-quote.html' title='Convicting Quote'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7179500073057632150</id><published>2009-12-03T08:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:58:05.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-TxHikrP2s/SS2cVRXrNUI/AAAAAAAAABw/ABN-jCpeQPw/s320/come_thou_jesus_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-TxHikrP2s/SS2cVRXrNUI/AAAAAAAAABw/ABN-jCpeQPw/s320/come_thou_jesus_book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the past few years I have been a little reserved about the celebration of Christmas. Not with the celebrating Jesus, but with how that fact seems to be so diluted. I will not go into that long discussion now, but I do want to tell you about what I am doing this year.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I spent Christmas with friends who have advent calendars and nightly sit and talk with their kids about the true joy of this celebration. As I sat and listened to their talks with their kids I saw how this holiday could be better done. And done in a way that sets our hearts affection and minds attention on Jesus and celebrates him for who he is and what he has done. So this year I bought 'Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus' by Nancy Guthrie which has 22 readings for the advent season. I am two nights into it and it has been refreshing. The first night was by George Whitefield and the second night by Joseph 'Skip' Ryan. Something Whitefield said was both convicting and encouraging, he said, "Shall we yearly celebrate the birth of our temporal king, and shall that of the King of kings be quite forgotten? Shall that only, which ought to be had chiefly in remembrance, be quite forgotten? God forbid! No, my dear brethren, let us celebrate and keep this festival of our church with joy in our hearts: let the birth of a Redeemer, which redeemed us from sin, from wrath, from death, from hell, be always remembered; may this Savior's love never be forgotten!" I hope that you enjoy your Christmas with a remembrance that our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rescuer&lt;/span&gt; has come and saved from sin, he has transfered us from slavery to the Devil and brought us into slavery of righteousness, he has made us his own children, and we are his.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7179500073057632150?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7179500073057632150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7179500073057632150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7179500073057632150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7179500073057632150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/12/come-thou-long-expected-jesus.html' title='Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-TxHikrP2s/SS2cVRXrNUI/AAAAAAAAABw/ABN-jCpeQPw/s72-c/come_thou_jesus_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4820844228945102456</id><published>2009-09-01T00:02:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:11:37.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoption'/><title type='text'>Adoption</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I found a link to a conversation about adoption with David Prince, Russell Moore, and Randy Stinson and there are some really interesting statements that they make. Somethings that I have never really thought about. You can watch it &lt;a href="http://theologica.blogspot.com/2009/08/conversation-on-adoption.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first statements that caught my attention was by Dr. Stinson he said that if we, as Christians, are going to be pro-life and tell women not to abort but to give the child up for adoption, then we Christians need to be standing in line waiting to adopt the children. I had never thought about how we are missing our job as the Church, to take care of widows and orphans. We leave it up to others. We don't want anyone to get in the way of our getting an every increasing amount of stuff. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Dr. Moore says that "God doesn't have any adopted children...he has children who were adopted." Although we come in by adoption we are not thought of as adopted children we are thought of as children, like we are natural born children. That is why he says that he has no adopted children in his family, they just have children. He doesn't make any distinction between his children. They all have the same love, the same rights, the same responsibilities. (28:27) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two ideas are very important for us indiviually and for the church. James says, "Religion that is &lt;strong&gt;pure and undefiled&lt;/strong&gt; before God, the Father, is this: &lt;em&gt;to visit orphans and widows&lt;/em&gt; in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world."(EWV) I come from a denomination that has 16.2 million members (number is probably inaccurate due to churches not removing people from the rolls when they don't attend) and UNICEF states that there are around 135,000 orphans in the US. Something doesn't seem right about that fact. We seem to have become a group of churches that are very interested in looking "missional" and talking about being "missional" and are willing to go around the world to do missions but when it comes to hindering our daily lives we are resistant. Yes, some people should adopt. But like we say with missions "pray, give, or go" with adoption it should be "pray, give, or adopt." All of use should pray for families who are wanting to adopt or who have adopted. Some of us, who for good reason can't adopt, should think about financially helping a family who wants to adopt. Some should count the cost and adopt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second idea is important because we need to realize that we Christians have been adopted. Russell Moore states that the doctrine of adoption and physical adoption cannot be seperated. For more on that you will need to read Moore's book 'Adopted for Life.' God doesn't treat us as adopted children. We are children who came into the family by adoption but that is our past, now we are children, joint heirs and brothers and sisters of Christ. If we truly understood the full ramifications of that it would change our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4820844228945102456?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4820844228945102456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4820844228945102456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4820844228945102456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4820844228945102456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/09/adoption.html' title='Adoption'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4728655712448672428</id><published>2009-08-20T04:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T05:34:56.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songwriters'/><title type='text'>Who? (Andys Part 三)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, today is the last of the Andys. I have listen to this Andy the longest all the way back to high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Andrew Peterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://app.razorplanet.com/acct/41965-2528/images/APbwshot_LO.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How did I get into Andrew Peterson? When I was in high school my youth director would buy cds to hand out every Wednesday night and one day I was going through his stack of cds and came to Carried Along. I had not heard of him nor had my youth director so we decided to open it to see what it was like. From the first strum I was hooked. His lyrics are what keep me amazed. He has to be, by my estimation, the best lyricist of our day. I have 9 of his albums and it is hard to say which is his best because I enjoy them all so much. But if I just look at my itunes play count numbers then it looks like his Christmas album is my favorite. Which would probably be true I tend to play it year round. Instead of telling you about one song I really enjoy let me tell you the parts of two songs from the his Christmas album "Behold the Lamb: The True Tall Tale of the Coming of Christ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first song I want to tell you about is "Deliver Us." There is a line in this song above all the other lines that always sticks out to me. This is the line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Our sins they are more numerous than all the lambs we slay." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were many lambs slain on the first Passover night and there were too many to count through out the years but no matter how many lambs were slain our sins would still out number them. We so much needed a true and better Passover lamb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Song number two is "Labor of Love." Now I must tell you that this song in its entirety is AMAZING!! But there is in this song a hush part (The part where you hush people and turn up the song so they hear the words). And here are the lines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"So he held her and he prayed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shafts of moonlight on his face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the baby in her womb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was the maker of the moon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was the Author of the faith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That could make the mountains move"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I had never really thought of it that way. I think the first time I listened to this song I must have hit the repeat button at least 10 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Favorite Five (+1):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Behold the Lamb of God - Behold the Lamb of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Canaan Bound - Love and Thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. The Good Confession - Appendix C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Mystery of Mercy - The Far Country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. No More Faith - Clear to Venus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Alien Conspiracy - Appendix A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where can you hear him? Itunes or at his &lt;a href="http://www.andrew-peterson.com/index.php"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. Ok, really you should listen to Mr. Peterson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a side note he also has an album that he did with Randall Goodgame and it is for kids it is called "Slugs &amp;amp; Bugs &amp;amp; Lullabies" and it is lots of fun. Besides song writing he has also written some books. You can check these out at his site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4728655712448672428?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4728655712448672428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4728655712448672428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4728655712448672428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4728655712448672428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-andys-part.html' title='Who? (Andys Part 三)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1795682241563794673</id><published>2009-08-14T07:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:52:24.874-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Really Good Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Death used to be an executioner, but the gospel has made him just a gardener." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-George Herbert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do you think? How do you understand it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1795682241563794673?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1795682241563794673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1795682241563794673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1795682241563794673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1795682241563794673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/08/really-good-quote.html' title='Really Good Quote'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1372830052232907335</id><published>2009-08-05T02:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:55:04.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songwriters'/><title type='text'>Who? (Andys Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Awhile back I started to describe the Andys (or is that supposed to be Andies) that I listen to. The first was Andrew Osenga. Today, I would like to introduce you to Andy Gullahorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Andy Gullahorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SnkoACLn-pI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qT8hu4oxccI/s1600-h/andyg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SnkoACLn-pI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qT8hu4oxccI/s320/andyg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366364412039395986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo by: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/gfmorris/"&gt;Geof F. Moris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where did I first hear him? I was looking up information on other artist when I stumbled upon the &lt;a href="http://www.squarepegalliance.com/"&gt;Square Peg Alliance&lt;/a&gt; website. On there I found a plethora of great artist with samples of their music. Andy from what I can tell he is a great lyricist and a master of the guitar as well. One of my favorite songs is "If I Were." This song is about how he would work if he were the devil. The interesting thing is that I was reading "The Mortification of Sin in Believers" by John Owen the other day and then listened to this song and thought that John Owen would like this song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil, I wouldn't wear red&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have horns or a pitchfork&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't breathe fire 'cause it might give me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I were the devil, you'd never know&lt;br /&gt;I'd befriend you quick and corrupt you slow&lt;br /&gt;So you don't notice until it's far too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil... if I were the devil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil, I'd spend all day&lt;br /&gt;Lowering standards of what's okay&lt;br /&gt;To think, to say, to watch on your TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd break down the value of promises kept&lt;br /&gt;And fade out truth till there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;Except gossip and lies popping up as thick as weeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil... if I were the devil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be as foreign as you think&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wouldn't always show my evil side&lt;br /&gt;I've got the time and patience just to wait&lt;br /&gt;And steal your soul just one sin at a time&lt;br /&gt;Like I would if I were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not the devil, but if I was&lt;br /&gt;I'd take God's people and split them up&lt;br /&gt;To keep their minds off who they're called to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they're no longer fighting over living or dead&lt;br /&gt;It's "Is it the body or just bread?"&lt;br /&gt;While all the unfed die hungry on the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil... if I were the devil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd make moms and dads who never stick around&lt;br /&gt;And pain so bad you have to drink to drown&lt;br /&gt;And guilt so I can kick you when you're down&lt;br /&gt;And I would if I were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the devil, I wouldn't wear red&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have horns or a pitchfork&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't breathe fire 'cause it might give me away&lt;/blockquote&gt;Favorite Five:&lt;div&gt;1. If I Were - Room to Breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Nobody Wants to Work - Reinventing the Wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Beginning of the End - Room to Breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Give it Time - Reinventing the Wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. That Guy - Reinventing the Wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where can you hear him? Itunes or at his &lt;a href="http://www.andygullahorn.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1372830052232907335?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1372830052232907335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1372830052232907335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1372830052232907335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1372830052232907335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-andys-part-2.html' title='Who? (Andys Part 2)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SnkoACLn-pI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qT8hu4oxccI/s72-c/andyg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3863253811825519673</id><published>2009-07-23T10:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:37:02.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorification</title><content type='html'>These are some of the best sermons I have ever heard on Glorification. I give them to friends all the time. I hope that you will take time to listen to them.  These sermons were given Jean Larroux at the RUF Summer Conference in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1973&amp;amp;url=http://www.ruf.org/mediafiles/summer-conference-2003-session-1.mp3&amp;amp;mediaBID=145328"&gt;Part 1: GLORIFICATION: THE FORGOTTEN "IFICATION"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1973&amp;amp;url=http://www.ruf.org/mediafiles/summer-conference-2003.mp3&amp;amp;mediaBID=145326"&gt;Part 2: GLORIFICATION: THE END OF ALL TEARS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1973&amp;amp;url=http://www.ruf.org/mediafiles/summer-conference-2003-session-3.mp3&amp;amp;mediaBID=145324"&gt;Part 3: GLORIFICATION: THE ANTIDOTE TO PERFECTIONISM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1973&amp;amp;url=http://www.ruf.org/mediafiles/summer-conference-2003-session-4.mp3&amp;amp;mediaBID=145322"&gt;Part 4: GLORIFICATION: THE "RIGHTSIDEUPPING" OF THE "UPSIDEDOWNNESS"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.monkcms.com/Clients/download.php?sid=1973&amp;amp;url=http://www.ruf.org/mediafiles/summer-conference-2003-session-5.mp3&amp;amp;mediaBID=145331"&gt;Part 5: GLORIFICATION: THE GREAT UNKNOWN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3863253811825519673?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3863253811825519673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3863253811825519673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3863253811825519673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3863253811825519673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/glorification.html' title='Glorification'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5335513177318254035</id><published>2009-07-23T10:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:07:08.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagine if...'/><title type='text'>Imagine if......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been thinking lately about a conference idea. Yes, I know that the whole conference thing is getting a little out of hand. There seems to be a conference every week. I just hope no one is becoming a professional conference attender and attending them all. I was just thinking if I put on a conference what would my topic be and who would I want to come and speak. I have decided it would be done over three years and here is how it would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/Smh0G6Jrt3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/W9N7_fJXbog/s320/triune2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361663018422482802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year One: The Triune God: God the Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 1: God our God - Mark Driscoll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 2: God our Creator - Mark Dever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 3: God our King - J. Ligon Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 4: God our Father - Al Mohler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 5: God our Friend - C.J. Mahaney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 6: The Glory of God - John Piper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worship would be lead by Bob Kauflin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year Two: The Triune God: God the Son (This one would be hard because the NEXT conference that just did this did such an amazing job.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 1: Jesus our God - D.A. Carson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 2: Jesus our Prophet - Tim Keller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 3: Jesus our High Priest - Sinclair Ferguson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 4: Jesus our King - J.I. Packer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 5: Jesus our Older Brother - Joshua Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 6: The Glory of Jesus - Sam Storms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worship would be lead by Indelible Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year Three: The Triune God God the Holy Spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 1: The Holy Spirit our God - John Owen.....oh wait.....John Piper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 2: The Holy Spirit our Comforter - Joshua Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 3: The Holy Spirit our Guide - Mark Driscoll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 4: The Holy Spirit our Witness - J.I. Packer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 5: The Holy Spirit our Seal - Mark Dever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Session 6: The Glory of the Holy Spirit - C.J. Mahaney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worship would be lead by Page CXVI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would happen in Oklahoma City and then again in Bangkok (or Chiang Mai) for overseas workers. As with my other "Imagine if...." this will most likely never happen. But it would be great if it did.&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/12873719-5335513177318254035?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5335513177318254035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5335513177318254035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5335513177318254035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5335513177318254035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/imagine-if_23.html' title='Imagine if......'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/Smh0G6Jrt3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/W9N7_fJXbog/s72-c/triune2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4737025465507660220</id><published>2009-07-23T10:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:28:56.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it a try</title><content type='html'>Here is something I try to do daily. And I have benefited from it greatly, so I wanted to share it with others. All you have to do is copy and paste it into Word and then edit it to look how you want it, print it and then read what is listed day by day. The tricky thing is when you get to a month that has only 30 days, I just double up on either the 30th or the 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily Psalms and Proverbs&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 --- Psalm 1-5; Proverbs 1&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 --- Psalm 6-10; Proverbs 2&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 --- Psalm 11-16; Proverbs 3&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 --- Psalm 17-20; Proverbs 4&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 --- Psalm 21-25; Proverbs 5&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 --- Psalm 26-30; Proverbs 6&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 --- Psalm 31-35; Proverbs 7&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 --- Psalm 36-41; Proverbs 8&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 --- Psalm 42-46; Proverbs 9&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 --- Psalm 47-51; Proverbs 10&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 --- Psalm 52-56; Proverbs 11&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 --- Psalm 57-61; Proverbs 12&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 --- Psalm 62-67; Proverbs 13&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 --- Psalm 68-72; Proverbs 14&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 --- Psalm 73-77; Proverbs 15&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 --- Psalm 78-82; Proverbs 16&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 --- Psalm 83-87; Proverbs 17&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 --- Psalm 88-92; Proverbs 18&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 --- Psalm 93-97; Proverbs 19&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 --- Psalm 98-102; Proverbs 20&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 --- Psalm 103-107; Proverbs 21&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 --- Psalm 108-112; Proverbs 22&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 --- Psalm 113-118; Proverbs 23&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 --- Psalm 119; Proverbs 24&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 --- Psalm 120-125; Proverbs 25&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 --- Psalm 126-130; Proverbs 26&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 --- Psalm 131-136; Proverbs 27&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 --- Psalm 137-140; Proverbs 28&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 --- Psalm 141-144; Proverbs 29&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 --- Psalm 145-147; Proverbs 30&lt;br /&gt;Day 31 --- Psalm 148-150; Proverbs 31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4737025465507660220?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4737025465507660220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4737025465507660220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4737025465507660220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4737025465507660220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-it-try_23.html' title='Give it a try'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8392462501936198341</id><published>2009-07-23T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:27:38.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 85</title><content type='html'>I read through 5 psalms and one proverb every day and today I came to this and just kept reading it over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE CHOIRMASTER. A PSALM OF NTHE SONS OF KORAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, you were favorable to your land;&lt;br /&gt;you restored the fortunes of Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;You forgave the iniquity of your people;&lt;br /&gt;you covered all their sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You withdrew all your wrath;&lt;br /&gt;you turned from your hot anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restore us again, O God of our salvation,&lt;br /&gt;and put away your indignation toward us!&lt;br /&gt;Will you be angry with us forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will you prolong your anger to all generations?&lt;br /&gt;Will you not revive us again, that&lt;br /&gt;your people may rejoice in you?&lt;br /&gt;Show us your steadfast love, O LORD,&lt;br /&gt;and grant us your salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear what God the LORD will speak,&lt;br /&gt;for he will speak peace to his people, to his saints;&lt;br /&gt;but let them not turn back to folly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely his salvation is near to those who fear him,&lt;br /&gt;that glory may dwell in our land.&lt;br /&gt;Steadfast love and faithfulness meet;&lt;br /&gt;righteousness and peace kiss each other.&lt;br /&gt;Faithfulness springs up from the ground,&lt;br /&gt;and righteousness looks down from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the LORD will give what is good,&lt;br /&gt;and our land will yield its increase.&lt;br /&gt;Righteousness will go before him&lt;br /&gt;and make his footsteps a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This text is so suited for our day. Now, before you think that I am about to go off on how we need to make America a Christian nation again, don’t worry I’m not. America was never a Christian nation in the sense that God told someone to set it up. America is not a theocracy. If you actually look at the founding fathers some of them were “Christians,” but most were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a day when morality is in question and thus our ethics have suffered. We need to realize where real ethics come from and where the sense of true morality originates. So now we return to Psalm 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that must be noticed is that the Lord is the one who does everything. If you miss that, you will not understand the psalmist. You read the first four lines and then he tells you to stop, think, consider, what you have just read. In all four lines the Lord is the actor and the people only receive what he has done. He has done these things, not other gods and not the people themselves. The next two lines continue that idea of what He has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next seven lines are a prayer. Asking God to act. The psalmist asks things of God that only God can do. Then he waits for an answer in the following three lines. He waits because he knows God will speak peace to those who are his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next six lines we have the most amazing description of what a place can be like for God’s saints. They will live in a place where glory dwells in the land. Where steadfast love and faithfulness coexist. Where righteousness and peace are intimate. Faithfulness springs up like water from the ground. And righteousness is the covering above them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he says that the Lord will give what is good and because he does that the land therefore will yield its increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ultimately this will only be accomplished perfectly when Christ returns. We cannot make any country substitute for our true homeland. And even if we tried we would fail because, as this Psalm says, only God can do these things. So am I saying we shouldn’t do anything? No. But I see that many Christians these days are saying that we need to be more concerned with the poor, and we do, or that we need to work to end world hungry, and we should, but this all starts with praying that God would act and move in the heart of people. The TWOT had this to say, “True ethics derive from imparted righteousness.” If we want people to be moral and deal ethically we must pray that God would change their hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8392462501936198341?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8392462501936198341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8392462501936198341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8392462501936198341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8392462501936198341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/psalm-85.html' title='Psalm 85'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3257458411650660908</id><published>2009-07-23T10:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:25:40.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Hymn</title><content type='html'>I am always looking for old hymns that I have not sung before and I found this gem a few months ago when I bought the T4G live worship. The words are really good. Now if I could just learn to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Song is Love Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song is love unknown,&lt;br /&gt;My Savior’s love to me;&lt;br /&gt;Love to the loveless shown,&lt;br /&gt;That they might lovely be.&lt;br /&gt;O who am I, that for my sake&lt;br /&gt;My Lord should take, frail flesh and die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came from His blest throne&lt;br /&gt;Salvation to bestow;&lt;br /&gt;But men made strange, and none&lt;br /&gt;The longed for Christ would know:&lt;br /&gt;But O! my Friend, my Friend indeed,&lt;br /&gt;Who at my need His life did spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they strew His way,&lt;br /&gt;And His sweet praises sing;&lt;br /&gt;Resounding all the day&lt;br /&gt;Hosannas to their King:&lt;br /&gt;Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,&lt;br /&gt;And for His death they thirst and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, what hath my Lord done?&lt;br /&gt;What makes this rage and spite?&lt;br /&gt;He made the lame to run,&lt;br /&gt;He gave the blind their sight,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet injuries! Yet they at these&lt;br /&gt;Themselves displease, and ’gainst Him rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rise and needs will have&lt;br /&gt;My dear Lord made away;&lt;br /&gt;A murderer they saved,&lt;br /&gt;The Prince of life they slay,&lt;br /&gt;Yet cheerful He to suffering goes,&lt;br /&gt;That He His foes from thence might free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, no house, no home&lt;br /&gt;My Lord on earth might have;&lt;br /&gt;In death no friendly tomb&lt;br /&gt;But what a stranger gave.&lt;br /&gt;What may I say? Heav’n was His home;&lt;br /&gt;But mine the tomb wherein He lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here might I stay and sing,&lt;br /&gt;No story so divine;&lt;br /&gt;Never was love, dear King!&lt;br /&gt;Never was grief like Thine.&lt;br /&gt;This is my Friend, in Whose sweet praise&lt;br /&gt;I all my days could gladly spend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3257458411650660908?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3257458411650660908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3257458411650660908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3257458411650660908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3257458411650660908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-hymn_6257.html' title='Great Hymn'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3466015468167205160</id><published>2009-07-23T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:22:44.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Audio from D.A. Carson and Tedd Tripp</title><content type='html'>The first set of links is to a retreat that D.A. Carson taught at on temptation. Very Good...as is anything that D.A. Carson does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/tgc-audio/carson/temptation1_Gen_3_Adam_and_Eve.mp3"&gt;Part 1: The Temptation of Adam and Eve (Genesis 3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/tgc-audio/carson/temptation2_Gen_39_Joseph.mp3"&gt;Part 2: The Temptation of Joseph (Genesis 39)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/tgc-audio/carson/temptation3_Hezekiah.mp3"&gt;Part 3: The Temptation of Hezekiah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/tgc-audio/carson/temptation4_Matt_4.1-11_Jesus.mp3"&gt;Part 4: The Temptation of Jesus (Matthew 4:1-11)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/tgc-audio/carson/temptation5_James_1.2-4_12-18_your_temptation.mp3"&gt;Part 5: Your Temptation (James 1:2-4, 12-18)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second set of links is to Tedd Tripp speaking at the Shepherding a Child's Heart Conference (I have yet to listen to it but many people have spoken highly of Tedd Tripp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/files/resources/2008/09/biblical-parenting-session-1-audio.mp3"&gt;Session 1: The Call to Formative Instruction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/files/resources/2008/09/biblical-parenting-session-2-audio.mp3"&gt;Session 2: Giving Kids a Vision for God's Glory &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/files/resources/2008/09/biblical-parenting-session-3-audio.mp3"&gt;Session 3: Helping Kids Understand Authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/files/resources/2008/09/biblical-parenting-session-4-audio.mp3"&gt;Session 4: Helping Kids Understand the Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/files/resources/2008/09/biblical-parenting-session-5-audio.mp3"&gt;Session 5: Overview of Corrective Discipline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the audio and video (streaming) can be found here as well: &lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/shepherding_a_childs_heart_conference"&gt;Shepherding a Child's Heart Conference- Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3466015468167205160?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3466015468167205160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3466015468167205160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3466015468167205160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3466015468167205160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-audio-from-da-carson-and-tedd_23.html' title='Free Audio from D.A. Carson and Tedd Tripp'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5188838534599750808</id><published>2009-07-23T09:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:08:36.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who? (Andys Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are currently three men that I listen to the most and strangely they are either named Andrew or go by Andy. So here is the first, these are in no way in order of who is the best or who I like the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Andrew Osenga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SmhuF_5lPZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZqxBg0iORog/s320/385824698_4a202cff5c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656405715926418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;photo by: CJ Sorg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I first hear him? I first heard at a Caedmon's Call's concert. It was the Share the Well tour and he was singing "Bombay Rain." There was video in the background that went with the song. He started playing and then stopped because his guitar was tuned wrong. They had to start the video over and everything. As someone who has played concerts I thought it was nice to see an artist stop, tune, and restart a song. If it happens to the professionals there is hope for me. Anyways. I went home and started looking into him. Before playing with Caedmon's he was with The Normals and has had some solo albums since 2002. He has two free albums that are really great, Letters to the Editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the lyrics to Swing Wide the Glimmering Gates. It seems like these lyrics just resonate with where I am in life. Now, I may have the meaning of this song totally wrong, but what I am thinking is that it is like this. There are days who I see what kind of man that I am and I don't want to be him. I want to be better. There are days where I am better than I want to be and I realize that it is a process and I am glad that I am getting closer to what I will be. The main thing that drives me is that because He is the one continuing the work in me that I will see the "glimmering gates." As John Newton said, "As I look back on my life, I realize I am not what I should be, I am not what I could be, I am not what I will be, but, I am not what I was, and by the grace of God I am what I am!” That's just the way I take this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I caught myself&lt;br /&gt;looking in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;wishing I was someone else&lt;br /&gt;cause I was born&lt;br /&gt;with a bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;and veins of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know it, I’ve seen it,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve held it in my arms&lt;br /&gt;but love can’t seem to break me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve pleaded, I’ve begged&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve bloodied my eyes&lt;br /&gt;just to feel it&lt;br /&gt;to believe it will stick around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swing wide the glimmering gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself&lt;br /&gt;the habits and secrets&lt;br /&gt;were just to get me through&lt;br /&gt;to get me through the nights&lt;br /&gt;but I got lost&lt;br /&gt;in a world of angles&lt;br /&gt;in a city of greys and lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I feel it, I taste it&lt;br /&gt;this longing to be free&lt;br /&gt;oh, the joy of believing like a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you, you there listening&lt;br /&gt;will you send up a prayer for me&lt;br /&gt;to help me find the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swing wide the glimmering gates&lt;br /&gt;leave your pride and pain&lt;br /&gt;swing wide the glimmering gates&lt;br /&gt;and be innocent again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day I believe&lt;br /&gt;I will open up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;to see the good work that was begun&lt;br /&gt;and I’ll be the only things I’ve ever wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;and I’ll know that I belong&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Five:&lt;br /&gt;1. Swing Wide The Glimmering Gates - Letters to the Editor, Vol. 1&lt;br /&gt;2. Early In The Morning (acoustic version)&lt;br /&gt;3. Four Horses - Letters to the Editor, Vol. 2&lt;br /&gt;4. Kara -  Photographs&lt;br /&gt;5. Hail Almighty King (w/Cliff Young) - Come, Let Us Adore Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can you hear him? Itunes or at his &lt;a href="http://www.andyosenga.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5188838534599750808?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5188838534599750808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5188838534599750808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5188838534599750808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5188838534599750808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-andys-part-1_23.html' title='Who? (Andys Part 1)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SmhuF_5lPZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZqxBg0iORog/s72-c/385824698_4a202cff5c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-9038355729810383131</id><published>2009-07-23T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:58:29.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Son (how I imagine it)</title><content type='html'>The younger son is approaching home and he can see the house in the distance. He starts to rehearse his lines. “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.” He thinks for a moment and changes intonation here and there hoping to make it sound just right, “Father, I have sinned against and against.” He wants to make sure he has all the right words because he imagines the Father will be hard on him, will look at him with displeasure, will say something like “Couldn’t make it on your own could you?” He thinks when he says, “I am no longer worthy to be called your son” that the father will say “that’s for certain, I’ve got dogs that would make for better sons than you.” You see he has never really known the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he sees that there is someone running from the house to him. He thinks it must be a servant, who else would run at him.“Father, treat me as one of your hired servants” he says aloud to himself. He looks up again and realizes he doesn’t recognize this servant running at him. He is too well dressed to be a worker from the field, and doesn’t remember any of the inside workers being that old. But he is getting closer and closer. And then he sees who it is, but he must be mistaken, because it looks like…his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon he is close enough to know for certain that the man running at him is his father. He is a little flustered he thought he had all the way to the house to prepare the speech, but now he is here and so he’s, he’s got to… ‘Father, father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But something is indeed wrong, he thought he’d have to grovel before him, but he can’t because the father has embraced him way too hard and his father is…he is crying and saying “my son, my son,…my son is home, he has come home.” And then, he does something greatly surprising, he kisses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is making sense for the younger son. So he thinks and then starts again ‘Father, father, I have, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your…’ But his father is not paying him any attention and yells back at the house, “Bring the robe,” “Don’t forget a ring” “He needs some sandals." "Any son of mine will need sandals” he softly says to himself. They start walking toward the house and as they get closer he tells at another servant “Go get the fattened calf, call the neighbors, spare no expense my SON, my son who was dead, my son who was lost, my son is ALIVE, he is FOUND, and he is HOME.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-9038355729810383131?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/9038355729810383131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=9038355729810383131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9038355729810383131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9038355729810383131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/return-of-son-how-i-imagine-it_23.html' title='Return of the Son (how I imagine it)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8410738417584165852</id><published>2009-06-14T10:22:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:00:42.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puritans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Owen'/><title type='text'>Need a GREAT book to read?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/103/305014668_10a33e1e9a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 200px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/103/305014668_10a33e1e9a_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, I must first say that I am a little biased because I LOVE John Owen. The man was brilliant and has been such great help to me. My next big purchase is his entire works. When I was at SWBTS I would go to the library to do homework and without fail I would end up sitting down among the stacks reading his works (which were sadly untouched). I would have gotten better grades if I had spent more time on my homework than reading Owen, but there is a great wealth of knowledge in one volume of his works let alone his entire works. While buying his entire works would be rather expensive, Kelly Kapic and &lt;a href="http://theologica.blogspot.com/"&gt;Justin Taylor&lt;/a&gt; have done you and I a great favor. They have taken three of Owen's greatest practical writings and updated them a little to make them easier to read. Included in this book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of the Mortification of Sin in Believers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of Temptation: The Nature and Power of It&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Nature, Power, Deceit, and Prevalency of Indwelling Sin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Each of these are very practical and will serve you very well. While these topics have been written on in recent years no one has done as thorough a job as Owen. Here are some excerpts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do you mortify;&lt;br /&gt;do you make it your daily work;&lt;br /&gt;be always at it while you live, cease not a day from this work;&lt;br /&gt;be killing sin or it will be killing you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sin aims &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; at the utmost; every time it rises up to tempt or entice, might it have its own course, it would go out to the utmost sin in that kind. Every unclean thought or glance would be adultery if it could; every covetous desire would be oppression, every thought of unbelief would atheism, might it grow to its head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we will do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;, we must do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;all things&lt;/span&gt;. So, then, it is not only an intense opposition to this or that peculiar lust, but a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;universal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humble frame and temper of heart&lt;/span&gt;, with watchfulness over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; evil and for the performance of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; duty, that is accepted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If sin will be always acting, if we be not always mortifying, we are lost creatures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy it &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Overcoming-Sin-Temptation-John-Owen/dp/1581346492/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1244987546&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, read it online &lt;a href="http://www.crossway.org/product/1581346492/browse/9#browse"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or download the pdf &lt;a href="http://www.johnowen.org/media/OvercomingSinAndTemptation.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (That's right, get it for FREE!!!!). You have no excuse for not getting a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIP: The best way to read the Puritans, and read them you should, is aloud. If you have a spouse or someone willing to listen get together and read them to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8410738417584165852?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8410738417584165852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8410738417584165852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8410738417584165852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8410738417584165852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-great-book-to-read.html' title='Need a GREAT book to read?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/103/305014668_10a33e1e9a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7047146971186046922</id><published>2009-06-13T04:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:23:19.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A great poem by D.A. Carson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I never stop being amazed at what God is doing through D.A. Carson. I listen to his sermons a lot and recently he was giving a talk on the Incarnation at the &lt;a href='http://www.thisisnext.org/'&gt;Next Conference&lt;/a&gt; and near the end of his talk he read this poem. I have enjoyed it and wanted to share it with you. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style='font-weight: bold;'&gt;The Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;by D.A. Carson&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Before there was a universe,&lt;br/&gt;Before a star or planet,&lt;br/&gt;When time had still not yet begun --&lt;br/&gt;I scarcely understand it --&lt;br/&gt;Th' eternal Word was with his God,&lt;br/&gt;God's very Self-Expression;&lt;br/&gt;Th' eternal Word was God himself --&lt;br/&gt;And God had planned redemption.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Word became our flesh and blood --&lt;br/&gt;The stuff of his creation --&lt;br/&gt;The Word was God, the Word was flesh,&lt;br/&gt;Astounding incarnation!&lt;br/&gt;But when he came to visit us,&lt;br/&gt;We did not recognize him.&lt;br/&gt;Although we owed him everything&lt;br/&gt;We haughtily despised him.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In days gone by God showed himself&lt;br/&gt;In grace and truth to Moses;&lt;br/&gt;But in the Word of God made flesh&lt;br/&gt;Their climax he discloses.&lt;br/&gt;For grace and truth in fullness came&lt;br/&gt;And showed the Father's glory&lt;br/&gt;When Jesus donned our flesh and died:&lt;br/&gt;This is the gospel story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All who delighted in his name,&lt;br/&gt;All those who did receive him,&lt;br/&gt;All who by grace were born of God,&lt;br/&gt;All who in truth believed him --&lt;br/&gt;To them he gave a stunning right:&lt;br/&gt;Becoming God's dear children!&lt;br/&gt;Here will I stay in grateful trust;&lt;br/&gt;Here will I fix my vision.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Before there was a universe,&lt;br/&gt;Before a star or planet,&lt;br/&gt;When time had still not yet begun --&lt;br/&gt;I scarcely understand it --&lt;br/&gt;Th' eternal Word was with his God,&lt;br/&gt;God's very Self-Expression;&lt;br/&gt;Th' eternal Word was God himself --&lt;br/&gt;And God had planned redemption.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='scribefire-powered'&gt;Powered by &lt;a href='http://www.scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7047146971186046922?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7047146971186046922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7047146971186046922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7047146971186046922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7047146971186046922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-poem-by-da-carson.html' title='A great poem by D.A. Carson'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7702547601271498251</id><published>2009-06-05T23:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:04:17.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Manly Pursuit'/><title type='text'>A Manly Pursuit: So what's the goal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/629982063_c215c9c1a1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 267px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/629982063_c215c9c1a1_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;photo by: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kkseema/"&gt;Seema K K&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the problem is that there is a lack of men. Then obviously the answer is we need more men. But what do we mean by men? Will any human being of the male gender work? Or is there something specific that we need in the church these days? Yes, there is. So what is it to be a man? a real God glorifying, God honoring man? John Piper states that "at the heart of mature masculinity is a sense of benevolent responsibility to lead, provide for and protect women in ways appropriate to a man's differing relationships."(Recovering Biblical Manhood and Womanhood) I like this definition for a variety of reasons. First, most of the time the definitions of manhood include something about being married. This definition includes the single man. Second, it is simple. Our job as men is to lead, provide, and protect. (Read the book for the full explanation) But what does this man look like? For this we must look to scripture. The best list that I can find is compiled from 1 Timothy 3:1-13 and Titus 1:5-9. My definition would be like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A godly man is one whose life and actions are above reproach, he understands that marriage is between one man and one woman and that the man is devoted solely to her, he shows moderation and self-restraint, he is sensible and moderate in his behavior, he avoids impropriety or indecency, he is welcoming to strangers, he seeks to understand and hold to the doctrine taught in the Scriptures so that he is able to teach what he knows and believes to others, he is able to defend the faith with those who seek its downfall, he is not a person who habitually drinks too much and thus becomes a drunkard, he is not pugnacious nor demanding, but gentle and patient, he does not seek to cause angry arguments or disagreements, he does not love money, he keeps his children in control without losing his dignity, he presents a beautiful testimony of the Church to those who are not of it, he is not self-willed nor stubborn, he is quick to listen and slow to speak, he is devoted to good, honorable and honest, and disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Objection: &lt;/span&gt;These lists are for those who want and desire to be elders and deacons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt; Christ is the head of the Church and he has placed man as head of the home. Men are to lead and protect the home in the same way that Christ leads and protects the Church. Also Christ has placed men as the leaders of the Church we must seek to reflect the head of the Church who is Christ. Therefore if you want to be the head of a home you must seek to be like your head, who is Christ. (See 1 Cor. 11:3; Eph. 5:23; Col. 1:18) For those men who are gifted with singleness, and do not desire to lead a home, as an older man it is still your responsibility to encourage younger men in godliness. To do that you have to be working toward that yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way saying that I have accomplished this, but knowing the goal provides direction for what I study, seek, and strive after. I realized a few years ago that if I want to be a husband I must rip up the list of things I am seeking in a wife and write a list of things I need in order to be a godly man worth marrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog series is really just a personal study I feel like sharing. I share it in hopes to encourage other men and also to create accountability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="scribefire-powered"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7702547601271498251?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7702547601271498251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7702547601271498251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7702547601271498251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7702547601271498251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/06/manly-pursuit-so-what-goal.html' title='A Manly Pursuit: So what&apos;s the goal?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7315385112933016574</id><published>2009-06-03T13:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:28:50.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I realized that I listed many new singer songwriters in my last blog and you may or may not know them. This new series will introduce you to some of my favorite artist. I will start with who I am listening to right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sandra McCraken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2405/2462912797_3fb7a425ac.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2405/2462912797_3fb7a425ac.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo by: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/gfmorris/"&gt;Geof F. Moris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I first hear her? I had bought tickets to go and see Derek Webb in Fort Worth and she was opening for him. At the time I think she was releasing Best Laid Plans. The whole week I was planning on buying Derek's House Show cd and had saved up to get it, but after hearing Sandra I changed my mind. The only thing that I didn't like about that show was that the people there were talking while Sandra was playing her set. They really missed out. She is an amazing artist who is lyrically stunning. Buying Best Laid Plans was definitely the right choice. Whenever I am listening to Age After Age and someone is around who hasn't heard it I always hush them and make them listen well. My favorite line in that song is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One man in the shadow of the white-washed cathedrals&lt;br /&gt;Weighed down by the system through the eye of the needle&lt;br /&gt;To his conscience bound he would not recant for the freedom of the Saints&lt;br /&gt;And truth is truth is truth&lt;br /&gt;and we are standing on his shoulders &lt;/blockquote&gt;It just kind of humbles you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Five:&lt;br /&gt;1. Age After Age - Best Laid Plans&lt;br /&gt;2. Rock of Ages (When the Day Seems Long) - The Builder and the Architect&lt;br /&gt;3. Ten Thousand Angels - Ten Thousand Angels (Single)&lt;br /&gt;4. All the Miles - Gravity | Love&lt;br /&gt;5. Tie that Binds - Art Music Justice Tour Compilation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't personally know these artist that I will be talking about but if I had the chance to interview them I would ask the normal questions (who are your influences? what song of yours do you most enjoy?, etc) but I would end by having them pull out their mp3 device put it on shuffle and would ask them about the first 10 songs that come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can you hear her? Itunes or at her site &lt;a href="http://www.sandramccracken.com/home"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or at &lt;a href="https://www.noisetrade.com/#"&gt;NoiseTrade&lt;/a&gt;. You should definitely buy some of her work, you will not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="scribefire-powered"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7315385112933016574?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7315385112933016574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7315385112933016574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7315385112933016574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7315385112933016574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/06/who.html' title='Who?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-21663299547128064</id><published>2009-05-28T12:23:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:07:38.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagine if...'/><title type='text'>Imagine if.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/Sh665kl6fWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l4cxBQLhhwM/s1600-h/hymns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/Sh665kl6fWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l4cxBQLhhwM/s400/hymns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340911706345995618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Al Mohler has given a fairly accurate definition a "praise chorus" as "one word, two chords, three hours." As someone who leads worship I pay attention to new songs that come out. I have noticed over the years that there are actually songs that have Mohler's structure. While these songs are emotionally stimulating they have little benefit in worshiping in spirit and truth. They have very little doctrinal teaching in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard that all of our music took a turn this way when our theologians stopped writing our hymns. Is that true? Here is something to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mighty Fortress is Our God - Martin Luther. Luther is well known as a father of the reformation, nailing his 95 Theses to the church door in Wittenberg. But is better known for the  amount of theological discourses he wrote, books like Bondage of the Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace - John Newton. It may be the most famous hymn of all time. Known as a prolific hymn writer, Newton wrote with William Cowper(There is a fountain) the Olney Hymnal. However, Newton wrote on theology and doctrine, so much so that it now composes a six volume set. Of his writings C.H. Spurgeon said, "In few writers are Christian doctrine, experience and practice more happily balanced than in the author of these letters, and few write with more simplicity, piety and force."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I Survey the Wondrous Cross - Isaac Watts. It is well known that Watts was a very productive hymn writer, writing somewhere around 750 hymns. He is known as the "Father of English Hymnody." What is not known so well is that Watts also wrote a textbook on logic that was used at Oxford, Cambridge, Harvard and Yale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more that we could mention. The question is why have today's theologians stopped writing our hymns? Many of them complain about the songs, but none have taken to writing. So what is to be done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I want to say two things. 1. Some of the songs written these days are very good. For instance 'How Deep the Father's Love for Us' is a great song. Also &lt;a href="http://www.sovereigngracemusic.org/"&gt;Sovereign Grace Music&lt;/a&gt; has some great songs for worship. 2. I don't think that the older hymns are outdated and need to be put aside, not at all. But as Psalm 96:1 says we can also sing to him a new song. So, again, what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a thought that I have been having over the last couple of months. Imagine if we could get today's Christian song-writers together with today's leading theologians. What would that look like? Here is the list of people that I am thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What artist?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Peterson, Derek Webb, Sandra McCracken, Andrew Osenga, Andy Gullahorn, Jill Phillips, Eric Peters, Bob Kauflin, Randall Goodgame, Ben Shive, Jeremy Casella, Matthew Perryman Jones, Steven Delopoulus, Matthew Smith, basically anyone associated with the &lt;a href="http://www.squarepegalliance.com/"&gt;Square Peg Alliance &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What theologians?&lt;br /&gt;Mark Dever, J. Ligon Duncan, D.A. Carson, John Piper (I think he would be really good at this), Mark Driscoll, Matt Chandler, Tim Keller, Voddie Baucham, C.J. Mahaney, Sam Storms, Sinclair Ferguson, Phil Ryken, Joshua Harris, John MacArthur, Jerry Bridges, G.K. Beale, Wayne Grudem, Al Mohler, J.I. Packer, just to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how would this work?&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prayer: Any endeavor to produce something that both glorifies God and edifies the Church should begin here. And not just a short prayer but maybe a good hour or two of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching: The theologians would prepare a subject they would expound on and discuss (like the categories you find in the back of hymnals), i.e. adoption, atonement, justification, sin, sacrifice, election, grace, etc. (Not that these song-writers don't know these things, they display very well in their lyrics that they know it very well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creative Sessions: Song-writers would get together with the theologians and would begin to create. (Yes, I know song writing is not that easy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checking: The songs would be read by the song-writers and theologians to check that the songs can lead people to worship in spirit and in truth. That the songs both capture the heart and engage the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now I know that the likelihood of this happening has about the same chance as the Cubs winning the World Series, but wouldn't it be amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="scribefire-powered"&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.scribefire.com/"&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-21663299547128064?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/21663299547128064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=21663299547128064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/21663299547128064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/21663299547128064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/05/imagine-if.html' title='Imagine if.....'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/Sh665kl6fWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l4cxBQLhhwM/s72-c/hymns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2397585246913366112</id><published>2009-04-27T23:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:41:58.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel Coalition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sermons'/><title type='text'>Gospel Coalition Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfZzalNSACI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AOifvXaNSOE/s1600-h/gospel-coalition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfZzalNSACI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AOifvXaNSOE/s400/gospel-coalition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329574109541171234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gospel Coalition just finished and they have wonderfully put up the video and audio online. If you only have time for two, make sure you watch/listen to Keller and Carson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Tim Keller, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/The-Grand-Demythologizer-The-Gospel-and-Idolatry"&gt;"The Grand Demythologizer: The Gospel and Idolatry"&lt;/a&gt; (Acts 19:21-41)&lt;br /&gt;  * John Piper, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/Feed-the-Flame-of-Gods-Gift-Unashamed-Courage-in-the-Gospel"&gt;"Feed the Flame of God’s Gift: Unashamed Courage in the Gospel"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 1:1-12)&lt;br /&gt;  * Phil Ryken, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/The-Pattern-of-Sound-Words"&gt;"The Pattern of Sound Words"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 1:13-2:13)&lt;br /&gt;  * Mark Driscoll, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/Rightly-Dividing-the-Word-of-Truth"&gt;"Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 2:14-26)&lt;br /&gt;  * K. Edward Copeland, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/Shadowlands-Pitfalls-and-Parodies-of-Gospel-Centered-Ministry"&gt;"Shadowlands: Pitfalls and Parodies of Gospel-Centered Ministry"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 3:1-9)&lt;br /&gt;  * Bryan Chapell, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/Preach-the-Word1"&gt;"Preach the Word!"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 3:10-4:5)&lt;br /&gt;  * Ajith Fernando, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/Gospel-Faithful-Mission-in-the-New-Christendom"&gt;"Gospel-Faithful Mission in the New Christendom"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/panel_discussion"&gt;Panel Discussion&lt;/a&gt;: Tim Keller, John Piper, Ligon Duncan and Crawford Loritts (chair: Stephen Um)&lt;br /&gt;  * Ligon Duncan, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/finishing_well"&gt;"Finishing Well"&lt;/a&gt; (2 Timothy 4:6-22)&lt;br /&gt;  * Don Carson, &lt;a href="http://www.thegospelcoalition.org/resources/a/That-By-All-Means-I-Might-Win-Some-Faithfulness-and-Flexibility-in-Gospel-P"&gt;"That By All Means I Might Win Some': Faithfulness and Flexibility in Gospel Proclamation"&lt;/a&gt; (1 Corinthians 9:19-23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2397585246913366112?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2397585246913366112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2397585246913366112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2397585246913366112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2397585246913366112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/gospel-coalition-messages.html' title='Gospel Coalition Messages'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfZzalNSACI/AAAAAAAAAI8/AOifvXaNSOE/s72-c/gospel-coalition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8006206588264634664</id><published>2009-04-25T10:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:15:16.131-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Kauflin'/><title type='text'>Musicology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfMmj9spDiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nhpZJNcE8ps/s1600-h/tfg_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfMmj9spDiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nhpZJNcE8ps/s400/tfg_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328645183408508450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first of what will be a series of occasional post that will be about music that I am listening to. I found this because this week is the 209 anniversary of the death of William Cowper who penned "There is a Fountain filled with Blood," along with many other hymns. I was wanting to listen to it and found that I didn't have a copy. So I went to ITunes and started to look for one that I liked. When I heard the song done at the Together for the Gospel conference put on by Sovereign Grace Ministries I knew I hit the jackpot. It is Bob Kauflin leading them and he does a magnificent job. If you don't know the Sovereign Grace Music group you need to get to know them. They have a great set of God glorifying, God exalting music. You can find there music on itunes as well as &lt;a href="http://www.sovereigngracemusic.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8006206588264634664?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8006206588264634664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8006206588264634664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8006206588264634664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8006206588264634664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/musicology.html' title='Musicology'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SfMmj9spDiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nhpZJNcE8ps/s72-c/tfg_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8909165548799239424</id><published>2009-04-23T07:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:20:37.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puritans'/><title type='text'>I Can't Do It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3470/3373214152_99e54e7374.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 226px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3470/3373214152_99e54e7374.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many lessons in my life that are killers to my pride. Over the past, oh 29 years, I have struggled with an idea that I can do [plug in anything]. But thank God!, he has been reforming my ideas. This is a long and hard road. The road is not paved and there seem to be no rest stops. Yet, although this road is difficult it has guides, God's Holy Word and Holy Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you are probably asking "What are you talking about?" It is like this. God commands us with great and huge tasks that are incredibly weighty. Just think of how hard "Love the Lord your God" is to complete. Then He adds "with all your heart, soul, and might." I struggle to love my family, to tell the truth, and to think of loving my God more than that is a heavy weight contender slugging me. I try all the time to rely on my own strength to protect me, to save me, to make me happy, to give me rest and to love others. Yet, no matter how hard I try I fail all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of Puritans. Men like William Cowper who wrote the song "There is a Fountain Filled with Blood", John Newton who wrote "Amazing Grace", and John Bunyan who wrote "Pilgrim's Progress". I think that John Bunyan captured what I am talking about best in a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Run, John, Run the law commands,&lt;br /&gt;but gives me neither feet nor hands,&lt;br /&gt;but better news this gospel brings,&lt;br /&gt;it bids me fly and gives me wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how great a reality this is. OH, HOW GREAT THE GOSPEL!!! Of my own strength every step ends in a fall, but by his grace they end in victorious marathons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8909165548799239424?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8909165548799239424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8909165548799239424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8909165548799239424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8909165548799239424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-do-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Do It'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2643525495439377795</id><published>2009-04-19T21:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:23:09.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenspan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightly News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Financial crisis'/><title type='text'>Alan Greenspan, the financial crisis, and human nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SevcfmOe5EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/h74Bf-vIm00/s1600-h/94047272_024f38e120_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SevcfmOe5EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/h74Bf-vIm00/s320/94047272_024f38e120_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593419691091010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago when I was watching the NBC Nightly News with Brian Williams I was surprised by an interview with Alan Greenspan. The interview was meant to help people understand why we are in this financial situation. As the interview seemed to be coming to an end Mr. Greenspan made this final comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Somewhere in the future, we’re going to have this conversation again. It will not be for quite a period of time but it will occur, because the flaws in human nature are such that we cannot change that… It doesn’t work."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government can do all they want, but according to Mr. Greenspan, it is rather useless because human nature is flawed. I was really curious how many people heard this. More how many people understood what he was saying. There is something fundamentally flawed in how we spend money and it is all connected to our nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul wrote to Timothy, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evils. It is through this craving that some have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many pangs."&lt;/span&gt; Money is not the problem, it is the love of money that we need to be on guard against.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore the only way to truly correct our financial problems is not to change the economic systems, but to change the nature of people. But sadly I must agree with Mr. Greenspan and say that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; cannot change that. 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term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Manly Pursuit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>A Manly Pursuit: The Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/3101986967_1c22d0bef1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/3101986967_1c22d0bef1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you take a look at the church these days there seems to be something missing. Something that is very important to the life of the church. What is it? Men. There is a crucial lack of men. Not only are they missing in number but the ones that are there seem to be lacking in quality. I am not talking about all men in the church, but sadly it seems to be the vast majority. For those of you who are fulfilling your roles as men keep at it. &lt;p&gt;There are a few reasons that I have observed that have lead to this problem.  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad example in the home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you were raised in a home with a Christian father you most likely got a bad example. Our fathers were raised thinking that their job was to make sure there was bread on the table, clothes on our backs, we could throw a curve ball,  and to make sure we were in the church when it was open. They took little to no interest in making sure that we had a personal relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;There are also those of us who grew up in a home where our father wasn't a Christian. In this case our fathers thought that their job was to make sure there was bread on the table, clothes on our backs, and we could throw a curve ball. Some would make sure we were in church on Christmas and Easter, but any other visit was uncommon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad example in the church. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The church has helped in bringing about laxidasical fathering. First, through age segregated Sunday Schools. If younger men are not spending time with older men how will they learn. The second problem is youth groups. We hire a man to come in and teach our youth for us. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.voddiebaucham.org/vbm/home.html"&gt;Voddie Baucham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; states it in his book Family Driven Faith, "for 30 years we've said, 'Hey, we're trained professionals; don't try this at home." The problem is that fathers have listened. A family where the father leads a family in family worship and encourages each member to personally walk with God is a rarity. Finally, the older men in church either are unwilling or don't care to train up the young men. They feel that they have got their own kids to deal with and any other kids is not their job. They just want to make sure that those kids don't destroy the property and that they don't disturb others.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving lesser gods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was shocked a few years ago while I was in an airport I picked up a leftover Sports Illustrated and started to flip through the articles when I came to an article on little league sports. The author, who was not a Christian, was talking about how when he was younger children sports were not played on Sundays for religious reasons. He stated how that has changed greatly and how families will travel all over the country so that their children can play a ball game. Then he made a shocking statement. He stated "God had fought with little league sports and God lost." Sports, hobbies, and social clubs are not wrong but when we spend more time concerned with them and very little time on making sure that our children are walking with God and understanding His word then we have been seduced with lesser gods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Bible is clear that men are to lead the family and to train their children to follow the Lord. As Moses says in Deuteronomy 6, “Hear, O Israel the LORD our God, the LORD is one. You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. &lt;em&gt;You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not only do we need more men, we need more men to be real men. To be strong and courageous in leading the church and their families. My suggestion is that the men in my generation need to make a concerted effort to correct the situation. Will we be able to totally correct the problem? Most likely not, but the hope is that our sons will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I invite you to join with me in this discussion. Your ideas and suggestions will be greatly valued. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7295314421395640792?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7295314421395640792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7295314421395640792&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7295314421395640792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7295314421395640792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-sized-pursuit-problem.html' title='A Manly Pursuit: The Problem'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-348655056917381939</id><published>2009-04-10T12:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:14:37.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friday Like No Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px; width: 256px; height: 355px;" alt="" src="http://www.timeanddate.com/gfx/stock/good-friday.jpg" align="top" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The day actually began the night before in a garden with a prayer. &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Father, the hour has come."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;In John's account of the gospel he records events that are not allowed to occur because the timing was wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first is in the second chapter at the wedding in Cana. &lt;em&gt;"On the third day there was a wedding at Cana in Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there. Jesus also was invited to the wedding with his disciples. When the wine ran out, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.” And Jesus said to her, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“Woman, what does this have to do with me? My hour has not yet come.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:Red;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;His mother knowing who he is wants him to use his divinity to help the wedding party in an awkward social predicament. Strangely enough he does in the end help them out. But his comment seems to be saying it is not time to be glorified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We next find him resisting the urges of his brothers in chapter seven. &lt;em&gt;"After this Jesus went about in Galilee. He would not go about in Judea, because the Jews were seeking to kill him. Now the Jews’ Feast of Booths was at hand. So his brothers said to him, “Leave here and go to Judea, that your disciples also may see the works you are doing. For no one works in secret if he seeks to be known openly. If you do these things, show yourself to the world.” For not even his brothers believed in him. Jesus said to them, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“My time has not yet come, but your time is always here. The world cannot hate you, but it hates me because I testify about it that its works are evil. You go up to the feast. I am not going up to this feast, for my time has not yet fully come.”&lt;/span&gt; After saying this, he remained in Galilee." &lt;/em&gt;This time it is his brothers. They want him to show off who he is. You can almost hear them saying, "You're doing this all wrong. Publicity is what you need, not secrecy." But it isn't the right time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Next Jesus is preaching in the temple and what he says agitates some people against him. &lt;em&gt;"So Jesus proclaimed, as he taught in the temple, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“You know me, and you know where I come from? But I have not come of my own accord. He who sent me is true, and him you do not know. I know him, for I come from him, and he sent me.” &lt;/span&gt;So they were seeking to arrest him, but no one laid a hand on him, because his hour had not yet come."&lt;/em&gt; They hear what he is saying and understand that he makes himself out to be God. They want to arrest but they can't. Not because they can't find him, or he is too strong, but because it wasn't time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, in chapter eight after teaching on the Mount of Olives he returns to the temple and again his words do not settle well with some of the people.  &lt;em&gt;"Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” &lt;/span&gt;So the Pharisees said to him, “You are bearing witness about yourself; your testimony is not true.” Jesus answered, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“Even if I do bear witness about myself, my testimony is true, for I know where I came from and where I am going, but you do not know where I come from or where I am going. You judge according to the flesh; I judge no one. Yet even if I do judge, my judgment is true, for it is not I alone who judge, but I and the Father who sent me. In your Law it is written that the testimony of two men is true. I am the one who bears witness about myself, and the Father who sent me bears witness about me.” &lt;/span&gt;They said to him therefore, “Where is your Father?” Jesus answered, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“You know neither me nor my Father. If you knew me, you would know my Father also.” &lt;/span&gt;These words he spoke in the treasury, as he taught in the temple; but no one arrested him, because his hour had not yet come."  &lt;/em&gt;The Pharisees are just wanting a reason to arrest him and so the true meaning of their question is for him to say plainly who he is. When he does they are infuriated and want to arrest him. But because the hour is not right they can not arrest him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But here in the garden as great trouble is coming upon him and he understands that the time had come. The time for him to be betrayed by one who had been with him for years, to be tried in illegal courts, to be lied about and lied to, to be mocked, to be beaten, to suffer the full wrath of God, and finally to die a sinners death had come. But for what? What was the great purpose of the hour? Read it again, he tells us his purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Jesus had spoken these words, he lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;“Father, the hour has come; glorify your Son that the Son may glorify you, since you have given him authority over all flesh, to give eternal life to all whom you have given him. And this is eternal life, that they know you the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you have sent. I glorified you on earth, having accomplished the work that you gave me to do. And now, Father, glorify me in your own presence with the glory that I had with you before the world existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:Black;"  &gt;The hour had come for the Father to glorify the son which would enable him to glorify the Father. He would pay the price and we would get eternal life. And what is that eternal life? That we would know God and Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May we this day reflect all the more on work that Christ accomplished on the cross. How he suffered in our place, he paid the debt that we owed, and he redeemed us. He did not seek his own fame and glory when all the world pressed him, but he was obedient to do all things according to his father's plan. For his glory and our good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 136); text-align: right;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Powered by&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.qumana.com/"&gt;Qumana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-348655056917381939?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/348655056917381939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=348655056917381939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/348655056917381939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/348655056917381939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-like-no-other.html' title='A Friday Like No Other'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8308829351899907426</id><published>2009-04-02T21:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:37:21.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>Great Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/14670000/14675294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 262px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/14670000/14675294.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While on a recent trip I had a lot of time to kill. I could have seen all the sights but before I headed out to see them I ran into this book. I have been wanting to read this book for some time now and thought I'd skip the sights and go for something great. That is what this book is, great. It is the first time I have had the chance to read C.J., although I have several mp3 sermons of him. He is one of the many heros of the faith for me. While the book is easy to read and really stops to make you think, the hardest part will be to put into practice what he says. This is the second book I have read on humility, the first was by Andrew Murray. These books all have the same outcome, I realize how proud I am. This book was so good. It will definitely go in to the list of books I want to read and reread over and over. I hope that you can get a copy and read it for yourself. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8308829351899907426?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8308829351899907426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8308829351899907426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8308829351899907426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8308829351899907426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-book.html' title='Great Book'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-370967289104653293</id><published>2009-04-02T02:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:27:03.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courtship'/><title type='text'>Christian Sexuality</title><content type='html'>I have just finished listening to these talks for probably the 4th or 5th time. If you are single or you are a friend of someone who is single I would suggest you give them these talks. They are great and very practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the men:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/02/christian-sexuality-mens-talk/" target="_blank"&gt;Men's Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/02/christian-sexuality-mens%E2%80%99-talk-q-a-2/" target="_blank"&gt;Men's Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the women:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/03/christian-sexuality-womens-talk/" target="_blank"&gt;Women's Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #551a8b; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/audio/2004/03/christian-sexuality-womens%E2%80%99-talk-q-a-2/" target="_blank"&gt;Women's Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to them and then listen to them again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-370967289104653293?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/370967289104653293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=370967289104653293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/370967289104653293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/370967289104653293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/04/christian-sexuality.html' title='Christian Sexuality'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2878872709696115303</id><published>2009-01-07T01:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:28:18.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orthodox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Glow in the Dark Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45352000/jpg/_45352034_medvedev2_ap220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 300px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45352000/jpg/_45352034_medvedev2_ap220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I normally try to stay away from posting this kind of stuff but I had to do something about this. I was looking through the BBC picture slideshow of Orthodox Christmas when I came across this picture of Russian President Dmitry Medvedev. No my comment is not on the Russian President, but on the picture behind him. The one of Light Bright glow in the dark Jesus. When I saw this I made the same face as Mr. Medvedev. Is this really what we think he looked like? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2878872709696115303?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2878872709696115303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2878872709696115303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2878872709696115303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2878872709696115303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2009/01/glow-in-dark-jesus.html' title='Glow in the Dark Jesus'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8589162774245872502</id><published>2008-12-17T18:27:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:28:26.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A GREAT Gift for Kids (and anyone else)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SUmLZYjaW8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/YPpNviDkpfk/s1600-h/61uJWA4yHxL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SUmLZYjaW8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/YPpNviDkpfk/s320/61uJWA4yHxL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280905306272586690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had seen this book laying around my friends house and we had talked about it a few times. Having no kids of my own I didn't pay a great deal of attention to it. I had picked up a few times to look at the pictures. But the other day I was at their house to watch their three great kids as they went for dinner. That day I had seen that Andrew Peterson reviewed this book (found &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitroom.com/?p=1217"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and was telling him about it. Right before they left for dinner my friend challenged me to read the last story. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They left and the kids and I ate dinner and then watched a episode of Planet Earth. After that the kids dispersed around the living room to play. I got up and grabbed this book, which has the marks of a well read book. Cover peeling and pages little bent. Their daughters saw me grab this book and walked up next to me and said "Read it to me Jeed." So I sat her on my lap and opened it up to the last story. As I read I was amazed. Although I had not read all the other stories I knew how they were presented. Lloyd-Jones present the Bible as it should be presented as a story. A story that is all about Jesus, from Genesis to Revelations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite part is how she describes the love of God. She says that it is the "never stopping, never giving up, unbreaking, always and forever love." That is it!!! Scholars have struggled to translate the Hebrew word for love and so we get the "covenantal love" or just "love." But She captures that love really well. That is such a great thing not just for the kids who read this but it was also a great thing for me to hear as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8589162774245872502?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8589162774245872502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8589162774245872502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8589162774245872502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8589162774245872502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-gift-for-kids-and-anyone-else.html' title='A GREAT Gift for Kids (and anyone else)'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SUmLZYjaW8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/YPpNviDkpfk/s72-c/61uJWA4yHxL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2978807675013649071</id><published>2008-09-23T22:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:53:20.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmq1f1fXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wWrxOnNiyss/s1600-h/newbaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmq1f1fXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wWrxOnNiyss/s320/newbaby2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249414676732665026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to introduce you to my niece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Born: Sept. 23, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 7 lbs 3 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Length: 19 in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadie (or Katie) Ryan Fraysur &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmpxNjoX4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/61Y_W0M_oFg/s1600-h/newbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmpxNjoX4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/61Y_W0M_oFg/s320/newbaby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249413503594815362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She either wants to be a singer when she grows up. (Just missing the microphone.) Or she is getting ready to take on her big brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmpxVHokVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lArzGGlabAs/s1600-h/theboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmpxVHokVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lArzGGlabAs/s320/theboys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249413505624871250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her big brothers, Cody and A.J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2978807675013649071?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2978807675013649071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2978807675013649071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2978807675013649071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2978807675013649071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html' title='Welcome to the World!!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SNmq1f1fXMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wWrxOnNiyss/s72-c/newbaby2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-9158587530012791009</id><published>2008-09-16T23:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:23:39.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So how'd I do?</title><content type='html'>I said that I was training to run the Human Race 10k. Well I ran it on the 31st and came in 18,294th place. Finished the 10k in less than an hour and that is what I was hoping for. Now I am training for a half-marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-9158587530012791009?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/9158587530012791009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=9158587530012791009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9158587530012791009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9158587530012791009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-howd-i-do.html' title='So how&apos;d I do?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5164377428107873694</id><published>2008-08-20T00:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:03:50.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!!!</title><content type='html'>That's right I ran 10k with no stops. It is quite an amazing thing for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="198" height="145" id="Nike+ Runs" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/v1/swf/scrapablewidget/rundetail.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="type=individualRun&amp;userDefaultUnit=km&amp;screenName=JrodAsia&amp;dateFormat=MM/DD/YY&amp;id=473825891&amp;userID=1758626167&amp;region=us&amp;language=en&amp;locale=en_us"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/v1/swf/scrapablewidget/rundetail.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="198" height="145" name="Nike+ Runs" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" FlashVars="type=individualRun&amp;userDefaultUnit=km&amp;screenName=JrodAsia&amp;dateFormat=MM/DD/YY&amp;id=473825891&amp;userID=1758626167&amp;region=us&amp;language=en&amp;locale=en_us" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5164377428107873694?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5164377428107873694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5164377428107873694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5164377428107873694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5164377428107873694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6626244165661951894</id><published>2008-08-18T05:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T05:12:02.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Report</title><content type='html'>So, in the past month I have been busy running. I have even began to enjoy it. At first it was really hard. But there are many benefits. First, I am losing weight. Woo hoo. Starting to look like one handsome devil. Ok, not really. But I now need a belt to wear most pants. Definitely a plus. Secondly, I am getting close to being ready for the Human Race on Aug. 31. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the stats according to my Ipod Nike+ thing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Kilometer: 5:28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Mile: 9:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best 3k Workout: 17:07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best 5k Workout: 29:03&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longest Workout: 7k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6626244165661951894?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6626244165661951894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6626244165661951894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6626244165661951894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6626244165661951894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/08/running-report.html' title='Running Report'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-995459757054088811</id><published>2008-07-30T08:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:32:02.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SJBl6-tLq0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BkGvQkd_Olc/s200/flower1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228791231316470594" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SJBl64y0vPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eR07vWpe-os/s200/flower2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228791229729520882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SJBl6h4TYYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/R4R1B9jJJYE/s200/flower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228791223578485122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are a little old. But I was looking through my photos and ran across these and just wanted to share them with you. I really marvel in creation, my favorite being the stars, but I also enjoy nature. Every time I walk through a forest or a garden I want to stop and listen for the groaning. I always have to ask do I groan for what they groan for? When you look at art you can tell things about the artist and creation is no different. &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/12873719-995459757054088811?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/995459757054088811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=995459757054088811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/995459757054088811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/995459757054088811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-in-garden.html' title='A day in the garden'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SJBl6-tLq0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BkGvQkd_Olc/s72-c/flower1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-5072421457190458642</id><published>2008-07-16T20:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:15:32.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy = New Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d1.scene7.com/is/image/vanns/522063381?$medium_item$"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://s7d1.scene7.com/is/image/vanns/522063381?$medium_item$" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a new toy. Why? A: I got talked into it. (Thanks to Danny &amp;amp; Pete) But the new toy is a Nano 4G. But I told myself that if I got the new toy then I have to train for something. So in the next twelve weeks here is what I will be training for. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing I will be training for is the Human Race. I don't know if you have heard about it but it is a rather neat idea. The whole world will be racing. Or so the idea goes. Nike is putting on this race. There are cities where you can run and it is like a real race numbers, start finish lines, etc. Or you can just race where ever you are. I will be doing the later. The race is a 10k and I think that I should be able to do that by race day, which is Aug. 31. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the second thing I will be training for is more of a long distance thing. So first I will do a 12 week training for a 10k and then I will move on from there. Once I get to the 10k I will let you know what the next step is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you are avid runners and want to give tips please feel free to leave comments. Also if you are running the Human Race let me know. Finally, if you have an account with the Nike+ thing tell me that way we can create a group or challenge one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-5072421457190458642?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5072421457190458642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=5072421457190458642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5072421457190458642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/5072421457190458642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-toy-new-goal.html' title='New Toy = New Goal'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1811021439655998563</id><published>2008-07-16T19:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:01:45.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nephews!!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to take a little time and introduce you to the coolest little boys I know. I may be a little biased, being their uncle. But even if I weren't they'd still be the coolest. And some of the most handsome boys I have ever met. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LFOExHnI/AAAAAAAAADo/1DjqenlRTjM/s1600-h/nephews++169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LFOExHnI/AAAAAAAAADo/1DjqenlRTjM/s200/nephews++169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223765539590053490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LFx8c40I/AAAAAAAAADw/TXl1KMZxSJE/s1600-h/nephews++167+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LFx8c40I/AAAAAAAAADw/TXl1KMZxSJE/s200/nephews++167+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223765549218849602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A.J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LGLuH6AI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OaglCMBx-eI/s1600-h/nephews++168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LGLuH6AI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OaglCMBx-eI/s200/nephews++168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223765556138076162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a couple of studs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LGY3dJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S3yAH2tuKKc/s1600-h/nephews++167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LGY3dJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/S3yAH2tuKKc/s200/nephews++167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223765559666878274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1811021439655998563?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1811021439655998563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1811021439655998563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1811021439655998563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1811021439655998563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-nephews.html' title='My Nephews!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/SH6LFOExHnI/AAAAAAAAADo/1DjqenlRTjM/s72-c/nephews++169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6260056423138274058</id><published>2008-05-11T09:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:21:18.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you Mom</title><content type='html'>By no means do I consider myself a poet. But for a woman who deserves great respect and much love I am willing to do all I can to honor her. I am greatly blessed by a woman that many people only know as Teena Harper. However, in this life I have been greatly honored to know her as Mom.  Here is my best try to let her know how much she means to me, even though words struggle to compose the feeling I have for such a great woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She is my Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By: Jerod Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She sang the songs while I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She read the books while I was learning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the shoulder that caught my tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the love that drove away my fears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is strength that keeps me standing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is peace when life’s demanding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is arms that I can run to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is prayer to see me through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my sister in the faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is a picture of God’s grace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has the beauty of the sunset, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the love I could never forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank God for her daily, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For I know that He made me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The son of this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wonderfully beautiful gracious woman&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6260056423138274058?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6260056423138274058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6260056423138274058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6260056423138274058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6260056423138274058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-ones-for-you-mom.html' title='This one&apos;s for you Mom'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-1961953533237331009</id><published>2008-04-17T08:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:53:00.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When I grew up</title><content type='html'>I was listening to a little country music tonight and it made me think of some things I think would be fun to share with you. Do you remember when you were little and people asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up? Well, here are some of the things I wanted to be….at not so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager I wanted to be a country music singer. I played guitar and I could sing. What else did I need? (Apart from a trailer home, a beat up truck, and a dog.) It made perfect sense. Like peanut butter and jelly, me and country music singer just went together. I still remember driving my brown beat up Bronco II around listening to Garth Brooks, George Strait, Clint Black, and others while singing at the top of lungs. Then went off to college and got distracted by studies and forgot to follow that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of high school I started to get interested in veterinary medicine (The dream of Country Music Singer came with a horse ranch. Ranches need vets.) I applied for a Pre-Vet program at Northeastern Oklahoma A&amp;M College in Miami (that’s My-am-uhh), OK. Everything was going well until I hit one small bump, chemistry. Not advanced, not organic, not molecular, nope regular chemistry. I couldn’t understand it. I do well in the sciences. But when you add math to science, you lose me. I really enjoyed microbiology, botany, zoology, but chemistry was my kryptonite. Now, I don’t know why but apparently you need to know chemistry to make animals healthy. There went that dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is what I wanted to be. What did you want to be? Please leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-1961953533237331009?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1961953533237331009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=1961953533237331009&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1961953533237331009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/1961953533237331009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-i-grew-up.html' title='When I grew up'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6007313237638041298</id><published>2008-02-20T06:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T07:10:05.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems to be my song.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it means but I seem to find myself playing this song on my guitar all the time. I highlight the parts that seem to hit home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny and I spent another late night over pancakes, &lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout soccer&lt;br /&gt;And how every man's just the same&lt;br /&gt;We made speculation&lt;br /&gt;On the who's and the when's of our futures&lt;br /&gt;And how everyone's lonely&lt;br /&gt;But still we just couldn't complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how we &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;just hate being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Could I have missed my only chance &lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;By looking around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know I know better&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna worry 'bout nothing&lt;br /&gt;Cause if the birds and the flowers survive&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll make it okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm given a chance and a rock&lt;br /&gt;see which one breaks a window&lt;br /&gt;See which one keeps me up all night and into the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Because I'm so scared of being alone&lt;br /&gt;That I forget what house I live in&lt;br /&gt;But it's not my job to wait by the phone&lt;br /&gt;For her to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this day's been crazy&lt;br /&gt;But everything's happened on schedule&lt;br /&gt;from the rain and the cold&lt;br /&gt;To the drink that I spilled on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You knew how You'd save me&lt;br /&gt;before I fell dead in the garden&lt;br /&gt;And You knew this day&lt;br /&gt;long before You made me out of dirt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You know the plans that You have for me &lt;br /&gt;And You can't plan the end and not plan the means &lt;br /&gt;And so I suppose I just need some peace&lt;br /&gt;Just to get me to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6007313237638041298?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6007313237638041298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6007313237638041298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6007313237638041298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6007313237638041298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/seems-to-be-my-song.html' title='Seems to be my song.'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-9123066042940535984</id><published>2008-02-10T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:16:45.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dangerous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>New Book!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/5/9780061243585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://cdn.harpercollins.com/harperimages/isbn/large/5/9780061243585.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that being so excited over a new book makes me a little bit like a nerd, but oh well I like books. Now by the title you may think why are you buying this book. But on the back it says "The perfect book for every boy from eight to eighty." &lt;br /&gt;My mom actually told me about this book a few weeks ago and it made me curious. So when I was wandering through a book store and came upon this book I knew I had to buy it. I am so glad that I did. I haven't read a lot of it yet but it is such a fun book. It covers things like how to make go carts, paper airplanes, bow and arrows, etc. It is an awesome book for any boy, or boy at heart. &lt;br /&gt;There is a section on how to make tripwires that I am looking forward to reading. However, my neighbors might not like it to much. You do have to try it on someone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you need an excerpt. This is from the section on "Advice about girls." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful with humor. It is very common for boys to try to impress girls with a string of jokes, each one more desperate than the last. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; joke, perhaps, and then a long silence while she talks about herself..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is great. You should buy this for any boy you have, son or husband. Also there is a a book for girls. It is called the The Great Big Glorious Book for Girls. I am waiting till I have a girl to buy that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-9123066042940535984?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/9123066042940535984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=9123066042940535984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9123066042940535984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/9123066042940535984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-book.html' title='New Book!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-8944725908873279540</id><published>2008-01-16T05:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:17:51.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run'/><title type='text'>I finally did it!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been trying for weeks to get up to this, but seems as though every time I get on the brink of doing it I get sick or have to go on a trip or something or anything comes up. Well this week even though I was sick since last Wednesday I did it. What did I do? I ran 5k!!!!(non-stop that is)!!!! And I did it in 38 min. Subsequently I then collapsed... ok just kidding. Now I know that a lot of you run 5ks all the time, but I don't. And I weigh something like 180 lbs and it ain't pure muscle. Yes, I am overweight, thus the running. So to get this 180 lbs up and running for 38 min is something like NASA putting a man on the moon (or at least making a man look like he is on the moon while really in a sound stage in L.A.). Ok, maybe not that big. But it is big for me. &lt;br /&gt;So what next? Well I am going to try running 5k at least 3-5 times a week. If I can do that for a few weeks then I will think about 10k. But seriously doubt a marathon is in the works. Who really wants to run for that many hours?!! But well done to all who do. You have my respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-8944725908873279540?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8944725908873279540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=8944725908873279540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8944725908873279540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/8944725908873279540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I finally did it!!!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3681851858774883006</id><published>2007-11-21T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:36:50.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dashmarket.com/images/upload/med/Turkey_Whole_Cooked_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.dashmarket.com/images/upload/med/Turkey_Whole_Cooked_copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is November, and not just any day in November, it is Thanksgiving. That day when many Americans will get together with friends and family to eat and talk and just enjoy their time together. We will eat too much and then promise that we won't do that again, but some how when Christmas rolls around we will forget that promise. And then tomorrow there will be a crazy dash to Christmas. Buying, eating, buying, worrying, returning items, eating, and then more worrying about buying more items that will most likely get returned. Ahh, tis the season. Well I hope for the sake of us all that some how we might set those things aside and honestly be thankful for what we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3681851858774883006?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3681851858774883006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3681851858774883006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3681851858774883006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3681851858774883006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-7460833313146891986</id><published>2007-11-14T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T19:23:35.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RzuRAq0IJ0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/joZVUbfdTpA/s1600-h/DSC_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RzuRAq0IJ0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/joZVUbfdTpA/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132855640997766978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man was nice enough to sit still for the photo. He was a very nice man. He told me that he was 72 years old and I found it funny that I am 27. He was sitting watching his friends play cards on a cool afternoon in a village outside the city I live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-7460833313146891986?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7460833313146891986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=7460833313146891986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7460833313146891986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/7460833313146891986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-man-was-nice-enough-to-sit-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RzuRAq0IJ0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/joZVUbfdTpA/s72-c/DSC_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-3790308191751071104</id><published>2007-10-31T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:54:09.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about.</title><content type='html'>I know that it is a little early and I really don’t know how this came to my attention but with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming it is something to think about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• In developing countries nearly 11 million children die every year from preventable and treatable causes. &lt;br /&gt;• In the United States 12.4 million children live in households where people have to skip meals or eat less to make ends meet. That means that one in ten households in the U.S. are living with hunger or are risk of hunger. &lt;br /&gt;• Every day, almost 16,000 children die from hunger-related causes--one child every five seconds.&lt;br /&gt;• In 2004, almost 1 billion people lived below the international poverty line, earning less than $1 per day.&lt;br /&gt;• There are 150 million orphans in the world&lt;br /&gt;• 8% of all children are orphans&lt;br /&gt;• 42,200 children are orphaned every day&lt;br /&gt;• 5.4% of all children will die before age one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse. Here is where Americans spend their money. &lt;br /&gt;• The average salary for an NFL player is 1.4 million dollars per year.&lt;br /&gt;• The average salary for an NHL (hockey) player is 1.8 million dollars per year. &lt;br /&gt;• The average salary for a Major League Baseball player is 2.7 million dollars. &lt;br /&gt;• The average salary for an NBA (basketball) player is 4.9 million dollars. &lt;br /&gt;• Tiger Woods received 10 million dollars for winning a golf tournament.&lt;br /&gt;• In 2006, the average American family spent $2,376 on entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are Thanksgiving and Christmas that important? Did you know a dollar a day can provide clean water for an African for a whole entire year?! (If you want to know more click on the “One Dollar Saves” picture above.) We should never ask what is wrong with the world unless we are willing to change it. That means giving all we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-3790308191751071104?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3790308191751071104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=3790308191751071104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3790308191751071104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/3790308191751071104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about.'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-6163476987014819882</id><published>2007-09-17T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:06:51.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this really my life?</title><content type='html'>Somedays I am amazed at where I am. If you would have asked me in high school where I would be in 2007 I would have told you that I would be living somewhere on a big farm raising animals and working as a veternarian. That was my dream in high school. I am so far from that. In that dream I would have lots of possesions, currently just about everything I own would fit into three large trunks. But would I trade what I am doing for that dream? Not at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school I asked one thing from the Father. I asked that he would use me to make himself great. He has answered that ten fold. Most importantly he has made himself great to me. I love it. I continually get made smaller while he continually gets greater. It all comes from a combination of things, books I read, places I go, who he is, and how he continually reveals who I am. Let me explain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I was out in a village and it had gotten really dark outside while we were eating. After eating I stepped out side for some air. I always enjoy villages at night. That night was even better because there was no moon. Don't get me wrong I enjoy the moon, but the stars they thrill me. So there I was standing with my head strained back just soaking it all in. Millions, billions of stars. And that's when it happens and it happens everytime. The Father gently reminds me of his promise. "You know I told Abraham that I would make his descendants as many as these very stars." I just say "Yeah, and then you did. You always keep your promises." "You know I made them to rule the night." I say "Yeah and thank you so much for that. They are amazing." "You know I keep each and everyone of them burning at just the right temperature by the word of my power." I say "Yeah, you are great and greatly to be praise." The amazing thing about stars is that when you stare at them you feel incredibly small. And when you feel incredibly small he becomes incredibly huge. Well that's why I enjoy the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-6163476987014819882?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6163476987014819882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=6163476987014819882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6163476987014819882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/6163476987014819882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-this-really-my-life.html' title='Is this really my life?'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-4424625864513698179</id><published>2007-08-25T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T08:31:18.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One I Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RtAf182U8vI/AAAAAAAAABw/hsZ9x1kfals/s1600-h/vwgreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RtAf182U8vI/AAAAAAAAABw/hsZ9x1kfals/s200/vwgreen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102613389538292466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was going through my pictures and found this one. I really like this picture. It had just rained and I was out to see what I could take. This house was actually right next door to the place I was staying. I took the picture thinking that it would just be a fun photo. Then as I was sitting looking at it on my computer I got the idea to make the surrounding items b&amp;w and just leave the VW green. I personally like it. It makes the green standout. (Click on the photo to make it larger.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-4424625864513698179?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4424625864513698179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=4424625864513698179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4424625864513698179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/4424625864513698179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-i-like.html' title='One I Like'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/RtAf182U8vI/AAAAAAAAABw/hsZ9x1kfals/s72-c/vwgreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12873719.post-2227711388268974398</id><published>2007-08-22T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T22:02:39.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Poem</title><content type='html'>Sweet is the song of Heavenly Reign,&lt;br /&gt;it soothes my sorrow and heals my pain,&lt;br /&gt;Sing loud my soul of Sovereign grace,&lt;br /&gt;it mends my feet and sets my pace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12873719-2227711388268974398?l=talesoftheroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2227711388268974398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12873719&amp;postID=2227711388268974398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2227711388268974398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12873719/posts/default/2227711388268974398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesoftheroad.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-poem.html' title='Random Poem'/><author><name>Jerod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995292477572182343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Z0Dz72Q9jE/TNKWx429nPI/AAAAAAAAANc/vGBOvcIfOrc/S220/JerodB%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
