<?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-7916759</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:46:07.524-08:00</updated><category term='Cash Money'/><title type='text'>Shannon Thinks...</title><subtitle type='html'>perhaps, not enough, or in a wrong way, but he does think.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-4165709615121290610</id><published>2011-01-17T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:38:42.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision Morgue</title><content type='html'>Today I cleaned out my office at the church. &amp;nbsp;Strange in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;I was glad that I was in such a time crunch. &amp;nbsp;It kept me from dwelling too much on the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the rush, I could not help but be struck by stacks of Vision statements, Mission statements, 5-year plans, and new strategies. &amp;nbsp;The corpses of good intentions and even some good ideas were sprawled out before me as I opened one file draw after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved old dreams from file drawers to a waste basket, bits of my heart stuck to each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as much as I failed at making and keeping well-laid plans, the King's work was unquestionably accomplished. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes it was the fruit of those strategies and plans, sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is not to abuse myself for failed plans, or to bag on 5-year plans and mission statements as valuable tools. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The point is... eluding me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the chance to do it over again, I probably would both try to be more diligent in sticking to good plans AND remind myself in earnest that the prize is more in the people than the planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I think, but what do I know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-4165709615121290610?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4165709615121290610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=4165709615121290610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/4165709615121290610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/4165709615121290610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2011/01/vision-morgue.html' title='Vision Morgue'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-8023172095475056075</id><published>2011-01-14T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:06:41.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect or sympathy</title><content type='html'>It was only a couple of years ago that it really started dawning on me that so often in life we are forced to decide whether we desire sympathy or respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that you cannot get both. &amp;nbsp;What I mean is that if you desire sympathy, you will most likely miss out on respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in my marriage, I'd sometimes choose to desire sympathy. &amp;nbsp;I'd overplay my ignorance concerning the use of a washing machine, for instance. &amp;nbsp;The result was some sympathy. &amp;nbsp;She did the wash for me. &amp;nbsp;However, she also started viewing me as someone too dumb to work a washer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the price of pursuing sympathy is not worth the sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain this to my nephew recently when his whining would not relent. &amp;nbsp;When we whine so much we lose out on respect for sure, and often sympathy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-8023172095475056075?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8023172095475056075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=8023172095475056075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/8023172095475056075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/8023172095475056075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2011/01/respect-or-sympathy.html' title='Respect or sympathy'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-2659098446990614587</id><published>2010-10-17T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T05:35:16.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you ever notice?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed Paul's use of the present tense in 1 Timothy 1:15?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance: Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; the worst.  He does not say he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; the worst, simply referring to his days as a hunter of Christians.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had not really noticed that until this morning.  I'm not sure it makes a dramatic change to how I interpret that.  But it emphasize all the more the attitude we ought to have about ourselves, especially those of us in church leadership.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-2659098446990614587?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2659098446990614587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=2659098446990614587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2659098446990614587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2659098446990614587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-ever-notice.html' title='you ever notice?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-206011962322538068</id><published>2010-10-07T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T08:13:50.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tozer and Accepting Christ</title><content type='html'>I've been listening through the audio version &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=QqjEb8XACZUC&amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;dq=pursuit+of+God&amp;hl=en&amp;ei=-s-tTJazI4X3nAfc_aXzBQ&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=book_result&amp;ct=result&amp;resnum=1&amp;ved=0CDIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;q&amp;f=false"&gt;A. W. Tozer's "Pursuit of God."&lt;/a&gt;  In it he mentions that the phrase "Accepting Jesus", which is such popular term in modern Christianity, is nowhere found in Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians+2&amp;version=NIV"&gt;Colossians 2:6&lt;/a&gt;  speaks of receiving Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Tozer is simply mincing words, or is there a significant difference between accepting Christ and receiving Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Btw, Tozer's larger point, that there is so much more to the gospel than the simple, momentary act of accepting (or receiving) Christ, is well-supported by Colossians 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-206011962322538068?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/206011962322538068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=206011962322538068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/206011962322538068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/206011962322538068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2010/10/tozer-and-accepting-christ.html' title='Tozer and Accepting Christ'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-2534905337105022193</id><published>2008-08-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:54:01.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font id="ue4z" size="3"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z0" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;I really hope that you are paying close attention to this monumental campaign season. We are at a crossroads of history. And it is our vote that will elect the face of America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql1"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql10"&gt;&lt;i id="xc_g"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z1" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; &lt;span id="uxks" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He is the image of the invisible God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql111"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql113"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z2" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; We are talking about the President and the first lady of the biggest super-power of the industrialized world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql114"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql115"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" id="kql124" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i id="xc_g0"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z3" size="3"&gt;the firstborn over all creation. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z4" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql125"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z5" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; We must not underestimate the importance the Executive Branch plays in the push and pull balance of our checks and balance system of Federal Government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql126"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql127"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql136" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i id="xc_g1"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z6" size="3"&gt;&lt;span id="dgbq" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z7" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql137"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z8" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; He will probably appoint a judge, approved by the Senate of course. He will veto legislation composed by the House and Senate that could potentially make us less safe or less wealthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql138"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql139"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" id="kql148" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z9" size="3"&gt;&lt;i id="xc_g2"&gt;whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z10" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql149"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z11" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; His leadership will be the stabilizing force for our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql150"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql151"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;i id="l5s1"&gt;&lt;font id="kql160" style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Courier New;" size="3" face="&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span id="sqmh" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z12" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql161"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql162"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z13" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; He is the leader of the free world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql163"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql164"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" id="kql173" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i id="l5s10"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z14" size="3"&gt;And he is the head of the body, the church; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z15" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql174"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z16" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; He is the Commander In Chief of the most powerful military force on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql175"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql176"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" id="kql185" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i id="l5s12"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z17" size="3"&gt;he is the beginning and the firstborn from among the dead, so that in everything he might have the supremacy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z18" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql186"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z19" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; He will speak to the world on our behalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql187"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql188"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" id="kql197" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i id="yfvj"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z20" size="3"&gt;For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him, and through him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font id="ue4z21" size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql198"&gt;&lt;span id="ue4z22" style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt; Our standard of living, the very peace we take for granted is at stake here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql199"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql1100"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql1109" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font id="ue4z23" size="3"&gt;&lt;i id="pmlg"&gt;&lt;span id="pmlg0" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;to reconcile to himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through his blood, shed on the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="hgvg" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br id="hgvg0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="hgvg1" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is simply an attempt to humbly remind us that we are only voting for a President. He will not be, cannot be anything more or less than that.  The King Lives!  The King reigns!  Forever and ever, Amen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="t49c" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br id="t49c0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Courier New;" id="t49c1" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a title="Colossians 1:15-20 (NIV)" target="_blank" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%201:15-20;&amp;amp;version=31;" id="twj:"&gt;View the alluded Scripture.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br id="hgvg2"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql1111"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Courier New;" id="kql1112"&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-2534905337105022193?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2534905337105022193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=2534905337105022193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2534905337105022193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2534905337105022193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-really-hope-that-you-are-paying-close.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-4095544498524547909</id><published>2007-07-06T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T07:32:17.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpsons Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Ro5SK4FQaGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5XL27eV3VOk/s1600-h/simpson+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084091376154470498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Ro5SK4FQaGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5XL27eV3VOk/s320/simpson+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mind-ben-der.livejournal.com/"&gt;Ben Brown&lt;/a&gt; has pointed out that you can create Simpons' versions of ourselves &lt;a href="http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/main.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The contest is to see who can create the most life-like version of themselves, or of anyone else that we all know. Mine is nbot very good. If you can create a Shannon that is better than this, there may be a prize in that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just e-mail me your pictures.  Contest ends when July ends.  But keep sending in your creations as long as you like.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-4095544498524547909?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4095544498524547909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=4095544498524547909&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/4095544498524547909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/4095544498524547909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/07/simpsons-contest.html' title='Simpsons Contest'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Ro5SK4FQaGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5XL27eV3VOk/s72-c/simpson+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-2497213630360335337</id><published>2007-06-26T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T07:32:29.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of selfish activism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RoEjR5VagHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QS2V28e_Jzw/s1600-h/dayofsilence_white.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080380645006016626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RoEjR5VagHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QS2V28e_Jzw/s200/dayofsilence_white.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a big fan of Pandora. Basically, the only way I'm going to listen to music at all is if I can get access to good music (not what's on the radio) for free (not sold in stores). Pandora has made that possible for me. Now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt; is threatening to destroy that. An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arbitration&lt;/span&gt; committee (heavily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lobbied&lt;/span&gt;) has tripled the charges to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; radio sites like Pandora, retroactive for the last year and a half. This would shut most of them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you think it is valuable for me, Shannon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caroland&lt;/span&gt;, to listen to music, please &lt;a href="http://4.79.194.38:8005/saveinternetradio/unavailable/outage.tt?alertid=9738601"&gt;visit this site &lt;/a&gt;and call your Senator/Congressperson to vote on the appropriate bills. Please, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ladysmith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mambazo&lt;/span&gt;, Run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DMC&lt;/span&gt;, Pedro the Lion, Johnny Cash, and Kirk Franklin, along with all my other favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; Radio musician, beg you to think of ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-2497213630360335337?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2497213630360335337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=2497213630360335337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2497213630360335337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/2497213630360335337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/06/bit-of-selfish-activism.html' title='A bit of selfish activism'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RoEjR5VagHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QS2V28e_Jzw/s72-c/dayofsilence_white.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-1280135198520325519</id><published>2007-05-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:05:09.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll no longer be using this blog.  You can still catch my writing at &lt;a href="http://chirholive.blogspot.com/"&gt;ChiRhoLive&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RlXhUZLLCcI/AAAAAAAAACg/HsZgNIfryf4/s1600-h/chirho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068204696146741698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RlXhUZLLCcI/AAAAAAAAACg/HsZgNIfryf4/s400/chirho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-1280135198520325519?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1280135198520325519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=1280135198520325519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/1280135198520325519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/1280135198520325519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-no-longer-be-using-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RlXhUZLLCcI/AAAAAAAAACg/HsZgNIfryf4/s72-c/chirho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-1248548276973493393</id><published>2007-04-11T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:35:09.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.interaction.org/images/campaign/photo%20contest/Basic%20Education/School-Boy-Raising-Hand.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.interaction.org/images/campaign/photo%20contest/Basic%20Education/School-Boy-Raising-Hand.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the final questions I have received.  I am excited about taking a crack at these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are in a random order right now with some silly questions mixed in with profoundly serious ones.  Part of the work this afternoon, will be giving them a more appropriate arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Why would God take my first born, at three months when there was not sin taken or given?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are all sins equal?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is a lie equal to killing someone in god’s eyes?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is there the same forgiveness?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or is our own guilt what makes some sin worse that others?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do we know we are saved?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we are saved, accepted Christ but continue in our old, sinful ways, can we lose our salvation?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Why do Christians believe that other religions’ ways of celebrating God are wrong, that the Christians’ way is the only right way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can we know Christianity is not just one choice among many religions that claim they are the truth?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can we really know for sure that Jesus was raised from the dead and is alive today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. Why were all the trouble makers in the Bible red-heads?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I know I have the Holy spirit?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Must I speak in tongues or do miracles like the Apostles?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why you got to be so sexy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Understanding that many woes are the effect of poor choices, why do we have things like cancer which are so hurtful but may not be linked to bad or sinful choices?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-1248548276973493393?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1248548276973493393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=1248548276973493393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/1248548276973493393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/1248548276973493393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/04/rest-of-question.html' title='The rest of the Questions'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-7687033718786955285</id><published>2007-04-07T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:45:31.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wrote the following play for our Good Friday service (except for Mary's eulogy which was written by Cindie's sister). Please, feel free to steal, change, critique it in any way you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet Hour of Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officiate:&lt;/strong&gt; It is good that you are here. The mother and brothers of Jesus son of Joseph are bereft with grief. Your presence is a comfort of great value to them in this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce myself. I am Zachary, Priest of the tribe of Levi. I have been sent by Caiaphas, the High Priest to officiate this funeral service for Jesus of Nazareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="en-NIV-14517"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me begin by reading from the Psalmist: 39:4-5 "Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man's life is but a breath.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Psalm 23 “The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I myself am not among those who would have counted himself a disciple of this man, I know that there was some goodness that followed him. And instead of going on and on about what was wrong with him, I thought it would be some comfort to his friends and family if some of you would like to share the good things this man did, what a good man he was Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woman At The Well&lt;/strong&gt;: I know that it is not conventional for a woman, much less a Samaritan to be amongst or speak to you. But I had to be here to tell you what Jesus did for me, [turning to the Priest] what a good man he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw me and recognized me for what I am. He saw that I was a woman, a Samaritan woman, yes, but he saw more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was able to see what a wreck I was. He knew what I a wreck I had been. He knew of all my failed marriages. He knew about the guy I was with at the time. He knew everything about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there by that well, he saw me, he knew and he offered his love to me, his “living water” he called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew who he was, he said, I'd be asking him for living water. (Again looking to the Priest) A good man… yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not only is he a man who would willingly speak to a woman in public, not only is he a Jew who is willing to speak to a Samaritan, but he is some kind of prophet of God who could peer into my heart, who was willing to knowingly associate with someone who had so thoroughly soiled her life. Someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had me freaked out, to tell you the truth. My mind was spinning. This is one different kind of guy. I started asking him theological questions just to change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had asked him something about the coming Messiah, the one promised to make all things new, when he drops this on me. “I am the Messiah.” And you know what's even crazier, I believed him. I believed that the Messiah of the Lord wanted me to draw him water. I believed that the Promised One had offered me Living Water that would cause me to never thirst again, that he saw me for all that I was and still left the invitation open. I believed that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I still believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officiate:&lt;/strong&gt; Look, he was a nice man. A kind man. I appreciate that. But how could the Promised One of God be hung on a tree, a curse, a sign of powerlessness. You all saw it. Anyone else want to give it a shot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legion:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello. I too am a foreigner. I am a Gerasene, from across the sea of Galilee. And I'll never forget my encounter with Jesus. No one from my village will. [A little bit of nervous laughter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus once said that if any of us were going to follow him, that they have to take up a cross. I would have happily done so, just to be with him. When he stepped into my life, everything changed. I mean, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not always the composed gentlemen you see before you today. I was... possessed by a demon. Well, actually not just one demon. By many demons. By a “Pack of a Thousand Demons”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus found me, I was living in tombs. I had enough strength to snap chains and irons like tissue paper, but not enough sense to where clothes. I had for a long time been naked and cutting myself with stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a word, Jesus freed me. He freed me from a thousand demons. I could have snapped any chain a person threw on me, but only Jesus could free me from what really held me. Jesus changed everything for me. Jesus clothed me, and sat with me. We talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wanted to go with him. I begged him to let me come. He told me to stay, to remind everyone about the new life he gave me. So here I am. Thank you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello, I'm Jesus' mother. Today I feel anguish so deep within me, my very soul is aching. This pain I cannot put into words. Today I lost my son. The baby who I carried for nine months. Our miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw his tiny hands I knew they would serve and touch people in the most gentle of ways. I knew they would heal, but I could never imagine them being pierced with nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tiny head, his precious face that shown a light of hope and gave strength to the weary, today bled with piercing thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His feet that I touched to my face and softly kissed for I knew how many miles he would travel to do His Fathers will, to save His people… Oh the pain He must have felt... (As Mary becomes emotional, John comes up to console and support)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first cry was so precious when he was born; it was the sweetest sound giving such promise. It was the same voice today that cried out “Forgive them for they know not what they do”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I lost my son, my toddler who would stretch out his arms not to be hung on the cross, but to hug me. He would hold my finger in his small palm as we would walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My young boy who was so good and so wise beyond His years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teenager who hungered to learn- to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My young man who loved with the deepest of love, who cared so for the poor, the sick, and the dying. Who fed the hungry and had grace on those who mocked Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same man with a heart as pure as the day he was born, with a smile that would warm my heart from my worry and fear was crucified before my eyes! Why?! Because of YOU..and because of me. The most pain that He felt today was the weight of our sin upon his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget this day! Don’t let it become a distant memory, or merely a story you once heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s own son died for you, so that you may live. Jesus, precious Jesus. He is not only a son He is my Savior, our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John:&lt;/strong&gt; [whispers to Mary, making sure she is okay, and then ushers her off before he starts singing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever my lot, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou has taught me to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain:It is well, with my soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm John. I am one of his disciples. He was my closest friend. You might even say that we were brothers. While Jesus was on the cross... [the thought of it causes him to pause and regain his composure] he asked me to take care of his mother. So, I guess that makes us brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's classic Jesus. Bleeding, broken, barely able to breathe, he makes sure that someone else will be cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to say that he came to serve, and for him, those were not just words. I remember him giving up some much needed sleep because we were afraid, or struggling, or because some sick person wanted to be healed. Just last night he was washing my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never known anyone like him. One moment calming storms with a word, the next moment taking a little child on his lap. One moment standing on water, the next standing with prostitutes and tax collectors. That’s Jesus. While he's hanging on a cross, he's taking care of his mom, he's blessing a the criminal hung next to him, and he's asking God to forgive those who hung him and yelled curses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurs and curses. Fists and mockery. Torture and death. Why would he so willingly go through that? Hung naked on a tree. Beaten, spat upon, mocked… Why did he do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me that this was done to him. I know him too well to believe that. I’ve seen demons flee at his command. I’ve seen him easily waltz through angry mobs. I saw the arresting guards collapse to the ground in fear at the sound of his voice. I’ve heard the voice of God speak on his behalf. “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased. Listen to him!” God said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don’t tell me that this was done to him. I was there when he was arrested. He refused to fight. He actually healed one of his arrestors. Don’t tell me he could not have done them harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why didn’t he? Why did he walk right into Jerusalem? Why did he hand himself over to that traitor? Why did offer no defense for himself? Why did he pray for our forgiveness, and then just give up his Spirit like that? Why? Why did he have to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know his answer. Thursday night we celebrated Passover Seder together. When he broke the flatbread, he said that it was his body, that it was broken for us. When he took the cup of wine, he said it was his blood which was being poured out for the forgiveness of our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pierced for our transgressions. His death means our forgiveness. This why it is well with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is well, with my soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though Satan should buffet, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though trials should come,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let this blest assurance control,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hath shed His own blood for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sin, not in part but the whole,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officiate:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I really did not want to speak this way at his funeral. I did not want to have to be derogatory in front of a grieving mother, but you all have left little choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we could celebrate the good things he did without all this talk about him being some kind of prophet or Messiah. I thought that after having watched him die, after laying his corpse in a tomb, you all would come to your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s dead. And so is his revolution, or will you follow a dead man to the same pitiful end? What good is a dead man to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he claimed he could forgive sins. He claimed a lot of things, didn't he? He claimed to be the son of God. Yet, he was stripped, beaten, mocked and killed by Gentiles. Are you trying to tell me that the Son of God would allow himself to go through that? Preposterous! Why would he ever do such a thing? [Boos from our actors]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, follow your leader. You know where that path leads. Follow him. He’s no good to you dead. There is nothing in that tomb, but a body that is ceremonially unclean. But praise your lifeless Messiah. Worship your god in a tomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play the final song! [He leaves in a huff]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John:&lt;/strong&gt; We are going to do a prayer vigil in memory of Jesus and what he has done. I invite you to come up, take and candle and light it. Then circle around the sanctuary and we will close with this final song, “Above All”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: ABOVE ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[As song nears the end, Lazarus interrupts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lazarus:&lt;/strong&gt; [timidly] Can I say something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t planned to say anything, but I feel like I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was a friend of mine. Friend? I don’t if that is right word. Is there a stronger word than friend… If it were not for Jesus. I would not be here right now… Well, actually, I would. My tomb is right around the corner over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Lazarus. I was dead. I was in the tomb for four days. Dead. But I’m not dead anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me from my tomb… and life replaced death. Rotting flesh was rejuvenated. I was brought from death to life. Many of you were there. You are witnesses of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking, maybe if he could do that for me… you know just maybe…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-7687033718786955285?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7687033718786955285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=7687033718786955285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/7687033718786955285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/7687033718786955285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-funeral.html' title='Good Friday Funeral'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-8427451118451867541</id><published>2007-04-06T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T06:04:10.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Empty</title><content type='html'>These are the most challenging lyrics I have heard in a long time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay Empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Aaron Niequist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is cracked in ways that I don’t understand,&lt;br /&gt;And there are holes inside I never planned.&lt;br /&gt;But this roller-coaster,&lt;br /&gt;Is how You pull me closer.&lt;br /&gt;And I trust that You are who You made me for –&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RhZEGMytmSI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DmbIUtgukI/s1600-h/gasguage.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050298905446422818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RhZEGMytmSI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DmbIUtgukI/s200/gasguage.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;I will keep waiting;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;Until You fill me up and I&lt;br /&gt;I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;I will keep waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Until You fill me up with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may come soon,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it won’t.&lt;br /&gt;I want to run,&lt;br /&gt;But I know You don’t.&lt;br /&gt;I give You my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And trust You in faith.&lt;br /&gt;And cling to the blessings&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;I will keep waiting;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;Until You fill me up and I&lt;br /&gt;And I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;I will keep waiting;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay empty,&lt;br /&gt;I will keep waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Until You fill me up with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-8427451118451867541?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8427451118451867541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=8427451118451867541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/8427451118451867541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/8427451118451867541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/04/stay-empty.html' title='Stay Empty'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RhZEGMytmSI/AAAAAAAAABc/5DmbIUtgukI/s72-c/gasguage.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-6772692460235180643</id><published>2007-03-20T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:14:45.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RgBAbrC_j7I/AAAAAAAAABA/dC7v2XtJs4I/s1600-h/changed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044102426810879922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RgBAbrC_j7I/AAAAAAAAABA/dC7v2XtJs4I/s200/changed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really loving a song called&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Changed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Aaron Niequist. here are the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus’ name I’ve been changed, I’ve been filled,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been found, I’ve been freed, I’ve been saved!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus’ blood I’ve been loved, I’ve been cleansed,&lt;br /&gt;And redeemed, and released, rearranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But how can I show You that I’m grateful?&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been so generous to me.&lt;br /&gt;How can I worship more than singing?&lt;br /&gt;And live out Redemption’s melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been blessed – now I want to be a blessing&lt;br /&gt;I have been loved – now I want to bring love&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been invited – I want to share the invitation&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus’ name we are changed, we are called,&lt;br /&gt;We are chosen, adopted, and named!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus’ blood we are loved, we are healed,&lt;br /&gt;We’re forgiven and free of our shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We want to show You that we’re thankful&lt;br /&gt;Flooding Your world with hope and peace&lt;br /&gt;Help us to worship more than singing&lt;br /&gt;Giving Redemption hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have been blessed – now we’re going to be a blessing&lt;br /&gt;We have been loved – now we’re going to bring love&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been invited – we’re going to share the invitation&lt;br /&gt;We have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;br /&gt;We have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You for this new life, thank You for the invitation!&lt;br /&gt;God, we want to live it loud enough to shake the nations " in Your name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have been saved – we’re going to shout about the Savior&lt;br /&gt;We have been found – we’re going to turn over every stone&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been empowered – to love the world to Heaven&lt;br /&gt;We have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;br /&gt;We have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;br /&gt;We have been changed – to bring change, to bring change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;©2003 AARONieq Music&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/7916759-6772692460235180643?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6772692460235180643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=6772692460235180643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/6772692460235180643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/6772692460235180643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/03/changed.html' title='Changed'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RgBAbrC_j7I/AAAAAAAAABA/dC7v2XtJs4I/s72-c/changed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-3246446350815686867</id><published>2007-03-13T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T12:48:34.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got questions- I'm all ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Rfb_WQnRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzo9y9uEXxc/s1600-h/questions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041497590769723250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Rfb_WQnRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzo9y9uEXxc/s200/questions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a new batch. I'm keeping them in the language, I received them. There are some questions that I do not understand, so I'm seeking more infor from those who submitted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here they are in the raw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Where did Cain's wife come from? Or was it okay to commit incest after the fall but then not okay @ Moses? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. If God created the earth, how did God get there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Why did God destroy humanity in the flood just to have them start sinning all over again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. Was the flood regional or global or were the continents in Pangaea. If the Pangaea split at the flood, then how did animals re-disperse from Mt. Ararat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. If God destroyed humanity due to the angels "knowing the daughters of men" can this still happen and were the Nephalim some kind of hybrid as the "mighty men of old." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. Or did he destroy humanity in order to not continue to strive with the generations that were living at the time to be hundreds of years old? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. If God is the creator of all things did he create evil? If he did not, then did Satan create it? If Satan created it does he have some limited creative power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go. I'm officically getting excited about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, readers questions and insights are welcomed (desired even). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-3246446350815686867?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3246446350815686867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=3246446350815686867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3246446350815686867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3246446350815686867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/03/got-questions-im-all-ears.html' title='Got questions- I&apos;m all ears'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/Rfb_WQnRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/pzo9y9uEXxc/s72-c/questions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-5792794683570038845</id><published>2007-03-08T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T08:18:01.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RfA0teBOw-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KJj0YW4CqRY/s1600-h/question-marks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039585938784568290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RfA0teBOw-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KJj0YW4CqRY/s400/question-marks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, I invited the church to submit questions about the faith. I am looking primarily to address doubts that people struggle I will address as many questions as I can the Sunday after Easter (April 15th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I invite anyone who might read this to also submit questions.  I cannot promise that I am always right, but I will address every question I get.  I will study, and I will be honest.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beleow is a question that has already been submitted.  I am not yet ready to answer it, but here it is anhow:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you pass away and your soul leaves your body- do you go to heaven right then?  And how will I know my family?&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/7916759-5792794683570038845?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5792794683570038845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=5792794683570038845&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/5792794683570038845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/5792794683570038845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/03/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/RfA0teBOw-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KJj0YW4CqRY/s72-c/question-marks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-3946096217000874161</id><published>2007-02-27T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T07:20:26.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So glad she's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/ReRKaPwG3MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CuIVm0OgEeI/s1600-h/cindiemexico-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036232098072419522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/ReRKaPwG3MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CuIVm0OgEeI/s400/cindiemexico-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindie got back from Mexico last night.  Ten days without her was rough.  But she has a burning heart for missions, and I am glad that she can find an outlet.  She is so beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-3946096217000874161?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3946096217000874161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=3946096217000874161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3946096217000874161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3946096217000874161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-glad-shes-back.html' title='So glad she&apos;s back'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4f01MQ7yrDc/ReRKaPwG3MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CuIVm0OgEeI/s72-c/cindiemexico-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-6548701016079552862</id><published>2007-02-17T19:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:15:25.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's February, but Easter's Comin'...</title><content type='html'>I'm really excited already at the thought of Easter.  I'll probably use this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naajYZSbWdw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naajYZSbWdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-6548701016079552862?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6548701016079552862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=6548701016079552862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/6548701016079552862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/6548701016079552862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-february-but-easters-comin.html' title='It&apos;s February, but Easter&apos;s Comin&apos;...'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-3493637932331288634</id><published>2007-02-08T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:14:25.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amaechi Is Gay.  Do You Care?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbc.ca/cp/nba/070207/v020729A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cbc.ca/cp/nba/070207/v020729A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the talking heads in the world of sports are talking about ex-NBA player, John Amaechi, coming out of the proverbial closet.  Talk show hosts want to hear from from you, America, "Would you care if one of your favorite players admitted to being gay?  Would you still root for him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many who use their Christianity to mask their homophobia respond to these calls.  "My faith cannot allow me to cheer for someone who would involve themselves in something which is an abomination to God," they might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. let's think this through.  As a sports fan, you will more than likely cheer for some immoral people.  The NBA players, for example, are known for sleeping around and doing drugs.  There are probably people like that on every team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I would I single out homosexuality as the sin bad enough for me to turn on a person?  Why not breaking marital vows, or having a lot of "casual sex"?  Is homosexuality really worse than those things, or does homosexuality just make us more uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of 'tolerance' since sins hurts the sinner and those around him.  Tolerance is not always loving.  But it seems to me that a lot more Christians are willing to tolerant of heterosexual sins than homosexual sins.  Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are we promoting the sin, if we cheer a basketball player who happens to commit that sin?  And, who does leave us to cheer for?  Christians only?  Sinless people only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if a player says that he is gay, does that mean that you stop rooting for him to do well on the court?  I don't think so.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-3493637932331288634?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sports.espn.go.com/nba/news/story?id=2757105' title='Amaechi Is Gay.  Do You Care?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3493637932331288634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=3493637932331288634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3493637932331288634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/3493637932331288634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/02/amaechi-is-gay-do-you-care_08.html' title='Amaechi Is Gay.  Do You Care?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-117034912866124468</id><published>2007-02-01T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:38:58.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cash Money'/><title type='text'>How a vow of poverty produced a $3.6 million mansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mas.scripps.com/WXYZ/2007/02/07/07020712sayahstill_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://mas.scripps.com/WXYZ/2007/02/07/07020712sayahstill_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxyztv.com/wxyz/ys_investigations/article/0,2132,WXYZ_15949_5332358,00.html"&gt;Channel 7 news in Detroit did a story&lt;/a&gt; about a church that purchased a parsonage worth $3,600,000.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm pretty sure Ray Sayah (the reproter of this story) has a bit of a vendetta against preachers, or maybe just against the ones who make money.  I once saw him interview Rob Bell.  The tease for the story led me to beleive the story would be about what Rob teaches.  So, I was a little bit disappointed to find that that Ray focused mostly on Rob's passion for skateboarding, and the idea that a preacher would where sneakers (during the sit down interview, the camera kept panning to his shoes).  And then at the end of the interview, he pulled this doozy out of the blue, "What kind of car do you drive?"  So, when Iheard there was going to be an exposee about a multi-million dollar parsonage, I figured it would be Ray.  I pray that God would surround him with Christian leaders who are the real deal, so that his suspicions would melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  A church can give clergy a house or money for a house and not count it as income. The reason for this, histoprically speaking, is that Catholic priests take vows of poverty.  If you tried to tax them on the value of the home that the church supplied, he would have nothing to give.  Because they did not want to discriminate against Catholic churches, all clergy get that break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that a church took that bit of mercy from the government and turns it into this is disgusting.  nobody needs a home this lavish.  And the local government (schools, police, fire dept., etc...) lose out on tens of thousands of dollars in property taxes every year on this home.  All in the name of protecting people who were giving their lives to poverty to serve the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I benefit greatly from that provision.  But if they wanted to take it away, I wouldn't fight it.  It does not seem fair, especially when you have people abusing it like this.  I accept it as mercy, but I wouldn't demand it as justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  In Channel 7's online poll, 75% of people siad they thought it was okay for a church to give multi-million dollar homes to their pastors.  How many of those supporters, do you suppose, are members of that church?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-117034912866124468?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/117034912866124468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=117034912866124468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/117034912866124468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/117034912866124468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/02/dwelling.html' title='How a vow of poverty produced a $3.6 million mansion'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116897195504423212</id><published>2007-01-16T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:29:53.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bramsvan Again</title><content type='html'>I've posted bramsvan videos before.  Here is probably the funniest one that I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEQA1Y50Txo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEQA1Y50Txo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny right?  Here are some more funny ones that apparently were used in his church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8RtfNdg1fQk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8RtfNdg1fQk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pYdD-Qc7lbY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pYdD-Qc7lbY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRiijctGcAY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRiijctGcAY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIXDLUUn830"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIXDLUUn830" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank's to &lt;a href="http://www.ifoundbob.com/"&gt;Bob&lt;/a&gt; for introducing me to these.  They really did make me laugh quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do have a problem with these.  They are pretentious.  The original Mac and PC commercials were pretentious too.  It is funny stuff.  But it creates an atmosphere where people are going to feel included or excluded on how 'cool' they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Christian" is uncool, and we are invited to laugh at the guy.  The "Christ-follower"  is hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with what I think (hope) is the intended message.  We don't have to wear suits, cover our cars with trite bumper stickers, or have service on Sundays only in order to be obedient followers of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a subtle message that those who do those things are not as smart or as cool.  People watching this might feel like you are saying, agree with us or be mocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how someone could be put off by this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116897195504423212?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116897195504423212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116897195504423212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116897195504423212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116897195504423212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/01/bramsvan-again.html' title='bramsvan Again'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116846116331743340</id><published>2007-01-10T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:34:33.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great piece of writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/bramsvan" onclick="_hbLink('ChannelLink','Watch');"&gt;bramsvan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;has produced some great videos on youtube.  Apparently he makes them for a Community Christian Church.  He made the spoken word piece I posted earlier.  I will review another one of his videos soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZZI_coePtc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZZI_coePtc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116846116331743340?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116846116331743340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116846116331743340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116846116331743340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116846116331743340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-piece-of-writing.html' title='a great piece of writing'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116715829255138186</id><published>2006-12-26T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:38:12.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Liar!</title><content type='html'>NBC's Biggest Loser has an online club.  On the info site they have a place to enter your height and weight, so they can give you a free evaluation.  The evaluation said that &lt;span class="blue12B"&gt;a healthy weight range for me would be 128.9-173.6.  That's ludicrous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was this height when I was in a senior in high school.  Back then I was a skin-and-bones cross-country runner who would runner several miles daily and was semi-careful about what I ate.  My weight then: 175!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I would even want to weigh less now than I did then.  What a scam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did say that my current BMI (body mass index, I guess) is within a healthy range, even though my current weight is about 25 lbs. over what they say is a healthy weight.  Weird.  Maybe their calculator is  malfunctioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116715829255138186?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116715829255138186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116715829255138186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116715829255138186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116715829255138186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/biggest-liar_26.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Biggest Liar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116654155995146410</id><published>2006-12-19T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T07:19:19.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wga.hu/detail/c/christus/1/annuncib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.wga.hu/detail/c/christus/1/annuncib.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all readers.  I chose the above picture, because it does a good job showing the humble circumstance of Jesus' birth while not forgetting the presence of the divine.  It's really a picture of our daily lives with Christ, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116654155995146410?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116654155995146410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116654155995146410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116654155995146410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116654155995146410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas_19.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116653867747007554</id><published>2006-12-19T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:31:17.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qcq59tSarys"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qcq59tSarys" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video from community Christian Church&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116653867747007554?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116653867747007554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116653867747007554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116653867747007554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116653867747007554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/hero.html' title='Hero'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116611110916163397</id><published>2006-12-14T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:05:29.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An idea</title><content type='html'>I have some ideas that I think could work, but I don't how to make them work.  OR I don't have the drive to make them work. I'm going to share some of them, please feel free to steal them.  Just thank me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.msgr.ca/msgr-7/Scrooge%20McDuck%20-%20Christmas%20Carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.msgr.ca/msgr-7/Scrooge%20McDuck%20-%20Christmas%20Carol.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first idea is Disney Savings account.  I got the idea from watching my 4 year old daughter shove pennies into her piggy bank so she could go to "Mickey's house".  The account would be for children who wanted to save money for one of the Disney theme parks.  It would bare a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;conditional interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That is,  it would bare an interest that could only be spent in one of the Disney theme parks.  You could do this with gift cards or "Disney Bucks" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think parents would like this.  It would teach their children the value of saving and investing in interest-baring accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney would make a small fortune off of it, for at least these three reasons:  1) With children ear-marking their dollars for Disney, more of them will end up spending it that way, as opposed to the kid with the piggy bank who, on a whim, spends on something else.  2)  Some percentage of the children will end up leaving the interest on the table.  Meanwhile, Disney has been allowed to reinvest those dollars over so many years and keeps all the interest.  3)  All the interest they would pay out in the accounts would be immediately spent in their theme parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm thinking of this, why wouldn't other companies who market to children (or even adults for that matter) do the same thing?  For instance, would you buy an $100 CD (certificate of deposit) from Home Depot if over 12 months, you could get say 15% conditional interest on it?  The interest rate is about ten percent more than you could get on any other CD.   You would if you knew you had a home improvement project coming and were going to be spending that money there anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems they would be happy to do it, since it makes you more likely to shop there than Lowe's or some place like that. Plus giving you a $15 gift card is not close to the same as giving cash.  They get it all back.  The money they would make on having you in the store spending your gift card would more than make up for the loss in inventory, it seems.  Plus, there are always those guys who lose their gift cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we are at it, why don't we apply this idea to colleges.  Say, Great Lakes Christian College (my alma mater) offers a "college savings account".  High school students can put their money in this account which bares a conditional interest.  That interest can only be used on GLCC tuition.  If you could entice them with a high enough interest, you could secure a much higher sense of commitment (where your treasure is and all that).  They could use the money now.  And, once again, students who do not attend would forfeit their interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116611110916163397?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116611110916163397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116611110916163397&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116611110916163397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116611110916163397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/idea.html' title='An idea'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116560026741374329</id><published>2006-12-08T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T06:48:15.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>419 Fraud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I watched a 20/20 special on Nigerians scamming Americans through e-mail.  Then today I got this e-mail that fits the formula perfectly.    I thought it was interesting the way they attempt to prey on people's greed and dishonesty.  An honest person would not fall for this one.  Also, they spelled my name wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Attn:CAROLAN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ADEJUWON BABATUNDE (Esq.), a Solicitor. I am the Personal Attorney to Mr. Fredrick CAROLAN, a national of your country, who is an oil merchant in Nigeria. On the 21st of April 2001, my client, his wife and their two children were involved in a car accident along Sagbama Express Road Balyasa State, here in Nigeria. All occupants of the vehicle unfortunately lost their lives. Since then I have made several enquiries to locate any of my clients extended relatives, this has pr oven unsuccessful. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these several unsuccessful attempts, I decided to trace his relatives over the Internet, but of no avail, hence I mandated my secretary to search for any possible relative of my late clients in the Internet before the bank get the account confiscated or declared unserviceable, the bank where the deceased had an account valued at about USD$12 million (TWELVE MILLION DOLLARS) The bank has issued me a notice to provide the next of kin or have the account confiscated within the next 14 working days. I then decided to present you as the next of kin of the deceased since you are from the same country and bear the same surname. The said amount will be paid to you if you comply immediately with all the necessary documents of the deceased in my possession. Immediately the money is paid to you, 60% of the total amount will be for me, 30% for you, while the remaining 10% should be for expenses or taxation as your government may required. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all the necessary legal documents that can be used to back up our claim. All I required from you is your honest co-operation and assistance to enable us sees this transaction through. I guarantee you that this will be executed under a legitimate arrangement that will protect you from any breach of the law. In other words, every document to affect this process will emanate from my table and I will perfect every document to be in accordance with the banking law and guidelines. So you have nothing to worry about, because we have all the legal documents to back it up when the fund is finally hits your chosen bank account. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be rest assured that this transaction is 100% risk-free. Note that the particular nature of your company's business is irrelevant to this transaction. If this proposal is acceptable by you, to assist me achieve this goal, please endeavour to contact me through my private email address &lt;a&gt;:barradejuwonchambers44@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;  for more clarification and your understanding in regards to this transaction. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Best regards, &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BARR.ADEJUWON BABATUNDE (Esq.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116560026741374329?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116560026741374329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116560026741374329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116560026741374329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116560026741374329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/419-fraud.html' title='419 Fraud'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116560017577729156</id><published>2006-12-08T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:52:27.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Plan</title><content type='html'>Instead of dedicating this blog to talking about the pending adoption, Cindie and I will work together on a &lt;a href="http://www.ramiahadoption.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; dedicated solely to that.  We will both have the ability to contribute, so you will see more posts with more information representing both of our perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the right, you'll see a link to that blog, beneath the link to Cindie's "family blog.  The web address for the adoption blog is &lt;a href="http://www.ramiahadoption.blogspot.com"&gt;www.ramiahadoption.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already reposted the "Ramiah" post on that site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sending out information about how to financially support the adoption in our Christmas letter.  If you would like that information, but do not think you would be on our Christmas card list, you can leave a comment letting me know.  Or give me a phone call&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7574/511/1600/786547/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7574/511/200/653621/phone.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116560017577729156?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116560017577729156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116560017577729156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116560017577729156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116560017577729156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-of-plan.html' title='Change of Plan'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116491691748093347</id><published>2006-11-30T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:10:52.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramiah</title><content type='html'>I wrote this one night after listening to Bob Dylan's "Rolling Stone".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How can I bring you home&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out sleeping with no bed,&lt;br /&gt;No place to lay your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I bring you home&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes blurred from tears&lt;br /&gt;Fixed on your greatest fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I bring you home&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurts to imagine how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;Eating just what you steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I bring you home&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna need His Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I bring you home&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need his arms to hold us tight,&lt;br /&gt;Bring us through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will bring you home.&lt;br /&gt;We are not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of free association.  I did not know where it was going.  I started off thinking of the plight of our nation's homeless.  But by the end, it became clear to me that God was speaking to me through my writing about my daughter.  It's a poem about adoption.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Cindie and I, had been talking about adoption.  But I was hesitant; paralyzed by selfishness and faithless fear disguised as concern and rationalization.  But it was after this experience that I realized this is exactly the sort of thing he would ask me to do.  From that moment on, I was sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now fairly deep into the process.  I intend to use this space to talk about it and give updates.  I will also give facts about adoption now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, her name will be Ramiah (Yahweh has lifted up...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116491691748093347?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116491691748093347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116491691748093347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116491691748093347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116491691748093347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/11/ramiah.html' title='Ramiah'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-116126383253252526</id><published>2006-10-19T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:09:50.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN says there are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7574/511/1600/855460/143%2C000%2C000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7574/511/400/28466/143%2C000%2C000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-116126383253252526?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/116126383253252526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=116126383253252526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116126383253252526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/116126383253252526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/10/un-says-there-are.html' title='UN says there are...'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-115635649276040287</id><published>2006-08-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:09:27.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Conflict (part 3) Mercy for the "Losers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acts 15:7-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After much discussion, Peter got up and addressed them: "Brothers, you know that some time ago God made a choice among you that the Gentiles might hear from my lips the message of the gospel and believe. 8 God, who knows the heart, showed that he accepted them by giving the Holy Spirit to them, just as he did to us. 9 He made no distinction between us and them, for he purified their hearts by faith. 10 Now then, why do you try to test God by putting on the necks of the disciples a yoke that neither we nor our fathers have been able to bear? 11 No! We believe it is through the grace of our Lord Jesus that we are saved, just as they are." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 The whole assembly became silent as they listened to Barnabas and Paul telling about the miraculous signs and wonders God had done among the Gentiles through them. 13 When they finished, James spoke up: "Brothers, listen to me. 14 Simon has described to us how God at first showed his concern by taking from the Gentiles a people for himself. 15 The words of the prophets are in agreement with this, as it is written: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16 "'After this I will return and rebuild David's fallen tent. Its ruins I will rebuild, and I will restore it, 17 that the remnant of men may seek the Lord, and all the Gentiles who bear my name, says the Lord, who does these things'   18 that have been known for ages.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19 "It is my judgment, therefore, that we should not make it difficult for the Gentiles who are turning to God. 20 Instead we should write to them, telling them to abstain from food polluted by idols, from sexual immorality, from the meat of strangled animals and from blood. 21 For Moses has been preached in every city from the earliest times and is read in the synagogues on every Sabbath." &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far, we have learned that some things are worth the conflict. We have learned that we should seek guidance from mature believers outside the situation.  And we have learned that we should allow the voices of all our various parts speak.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In these verses we find the apostles and elders discussing all this.  It says that there was much discussion.  This shows that weighed the opinions expressed.  They did not just jump to a conclusion and discuss how to enforce their view.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interestingly, Peter speaks, but that is not at all the final word.  At least three others are mentioned speaking after him.  This points us to a collective leadership.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peter, Paul and Barnabas all spoke from experience.  They saw God give his Holy Spirit to Gentiles.  They saw God perform miracles among the Gentiles.  And then Peter matches their experience with God's word.  So the decision is born out of both witnessing the leading of God and hearing the words of God.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They (thankfully) decided that circumcision and Moses were not necessary for Salvation.  They decided that they should make it not difficult to turn to God.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;However, they also keep in mind those who have already been steeped in Judaism, since they were everywhere (verse 21).  They laid out four key abstentions to help foster peace between the newly converted Gentiles and those who were raised in Judaism.  1. Abstain from food polluted by idols, 2. Abstain from sexual immorality, 3. Abstain from the meat of strangled animals and 4. Abstain from blood. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The key lesson here is in how we will treat those who "lose" the conflict.  It would have been easy to treat them poorly.  They were wrong.  They need to adjust their thinking. They had been legalistic Pharisees (quite literally). But it would have been sadly ironic to make a decision in favor of grace and then cram it mercilessly down people's throats.  They did just the opposite.  After making the decision based on the truth of grace, they set up regulations to help those who "lost" the argument through the transition.  Brilliant!&lt;br&gt;&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/7916759-115635649276040287?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/115635649276040287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=115635649276040287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115635649276040287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115635649276040287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/08/church-conflict-part-3-mercy-for.html' title='Church Conflict (part 3) Mercy for the &quot;Losers&quot;'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-115626282354433898</id><published>2006-08-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:13:02.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church in Conflict (part 2) Diversity as both the problem and solution</title><content type='html'>I realize this is overdue, and I apologize to you who have come and seen the same post for nearly two months.  I have some other things to post, but I want to finish this series on conflict first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acts 15:3-6&lt;br /&gt;The church sent them on their way, and as they traveled through Phoenicia and Samaria, they told how the Gentiles had been converted. This news made all the brothers very glad. 4 When they came to Jerusalem, they were welcomed by the church and the apostles and elders, to whom they reported everything God had done through them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Then some of the believers who belonged to the party of the Pharisees stood up and said, "The Gentiles must be circumcised and required to obey the law of Moses." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 The apostles and elders met to consider this question. 7 After much discussion, Peter got up and addressed them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m big on diversity.  I consider it one of the marks of church health.  But the blessing of diverse perspectives is also a curse from time to time.  This is important to understand, because that means that conflict is not necessarily a sign of sickness.  It is a sign of diversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these few verses you have the views of the Phoenician and Samarian Christians represented: they were glad.  This is to be expected since they were in a very similar situation as the Gentiles. You also have the views of the Pharisee Christians*.  They demand circumcision and submission to the Law.  This is also expected as they would represent the most Jewish portion of the church.  Seemingly everyone who would want input gets it.  All sides get their say.  The apostles and elders then discuss the arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was diversity that allowed for such conflict.  You bring Samaritans and Pharisees and conflict will arise.  But these followers learned that this is not something to be feared.  After all, he brought together a Zealot and a tax collector to be among his twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of fearing it, they seemed to embrace it.  The decision happened among the leadership, but not without hearing the various arguments first.  Everyone got a voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humility to listen is necessary for leading diverse people through conflict.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-115626282354433898?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/115626282354433898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=115626282354433898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115626282354433898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115626282354433898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/08/church-in-conflict-part-2-diversity-as.html' title='Church in Conflict (part 2) Diversity as both the problem and solution'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-115160896420712303</id><published>2006-06-29T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:20:34.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict in the Church (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acts 15:1-3:&lt;br /&gt;Some men came down from Judea to Antioch and were teaching the brothers: "Unless you are circumcised, according to the custom taught by Moses, you cannot be saved." 2 This brought Paul and Barnabas into sharp dispute and debate with them. So Paul and Barnabas were appointed, along with some other believers, to go up to Jerusalem to see the apostles and elders about this question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Argument:  You cannot accept Messiah without being Jewish.  Circumcision has always been a part of proselization.  Jesus is a supplement to Moses, and you cannot put the cart before the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Response:  Completely unacceptable.  The Law does not save.  It did not save us Jews.  It will not save the Gentiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Resolution:  Find a third party of believers.  People who have known the truth of the gospel for a long time, who because of their tenure of faith and closeness with Jesus can speak with some authority here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an important debate.  I'm certainly glad that Paul and Barnabas did not simply agree to disagree.  The history of Christianity was at stake and they could sense it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful for the good sense of the people at Antioch to seek assistance from an outside church and from believers who had a more tenured perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that we could have the wisdom to sense which disputes were worth fighting and which were not, and that we could have the backbone to not back down even in the face of intimidating opposition (see Galatians 2:11-16 for more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I pray that we would have wisdom to know how to resolve issues.  I pray that we would have the unity and humility to lean on others outside our circle.  I pray that we would find creative and loving ways to maintain our unity in truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-115160896420712303?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/115160896420712303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=115160896420712303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115160896420712303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/115160896420712303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/06/conflict-in-church-part-1.html' title='Conflict in the Church (part 1)'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-114962400146627291</id><published>2006-06-06T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:00:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't win them all</title><content type='html'>Acts 14 begins with Paul and Barnabbas in Iconium.  But the resistance from the non-converts became so strong that PAul and Barnabbas had to flee.  They go to Lystra.  And Lystra is one of the strangest accounts in Acts to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Paul is speaking, he heals a man.  The people who saw this (presumably the same ones who heard Paul's message) conclude that Paul and Barnabbas must be Hermes and Zeus, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get the priests and some bulls to start the sacrifice when Paul and Barnabbas tear their clothes.  They said, "Men, why are you doing this? We too are only men, human like you. We are bringing you good news, telling you to turn from these worthless things to the living God, who made heaven and earth and sea and everything in them. In the past, he let all nations go their own way. Yet he has not left himself without testimony: He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joy." (Acts 14:15-17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my question:  How did Paul's message get so misunderstood?  What did he say that could have been construed such?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even after, he sets them straight, they still "had difficulty keeping the crowd from sacrificing to them."  Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Jews who opposed him in Iconium and and Antioch (see chapter 13) came and won the crowd over.  They began to stone them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul barely escapes but moves quickly on to Derbe to preach there.  He has great succes there.  He then went back to Lystra, Iconium and Antioch, the three places where he had just faced so much opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can't win them all.  Not even Paul and Barnabbas did.  This probably was frustrating for them (though it did not show), but I find it encouraging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is embarassing to admit, but when I came to ELCC, I was confident that we would be running huge numbers and having weekly baptisms in no time.  Green behind my ears and naive arrogance in my eyes.  I could not imagine that I would be so bad at some things.  I could not imagine that I would encounter so many failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He who called us is faithful, and everything he does is right.  I'm glad Paul and Barnabbas did not give up in Antioch, Iconium or Lystra.  And I'm gald that I have not given up either.  Now, when a ministry effort turns into a disaster, I'll squint and say, "Hey, isn't that Derbe up ahead?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-114962400146627291?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/114962400146627291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=114962400146627291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/114962400146627291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/114962400146627291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/06/cant-win-them-all.html' title='Can&apos;t win them all'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-114518184339953078</id><published>2006-04-16T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:07:28.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Is Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/deadChrist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/deadChrist.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything more final than death?&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead, you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;There is not one word after your final breath.&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead, you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is eternal, an endless sleep.&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead, you are done.&lt;br /&gt;You are embalmed and buried six feet deep.&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead you are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grave’s grip will not grow tired.&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead, you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no rebirth of a life expired.&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ages past this point was true;&lt;br /&gt;‘When you are dead, you are done.’&lt;br /&gt;Then Christ came and did something new.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, He was dead, but he was not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary went to embalm him, because&lt;br /&gt;When you are dead, you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;But two angels there did give her pause:&lt;br /&gt;‘Why look for the living among the dead?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through His death He conquered sin.&lt;br /&gt;But though He was dead, He was not done&lt;br /&gt;He conquered Death, He’s Alive Again!&lt;br /&gt;He was dead, but He is the Living One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Death no longer holds the final say.&lt;br /&gt;When you’re dead there is yet another song.&lt;br /&gt;You will live again with Him someday.&lt;br /&gt;Because, now, when you’re dead it’s not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/He_Lives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/He_Lives.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-114518184339953078?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Dead Is Dead'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/114518184339953078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=114518184339953078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/114518184339953078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/114518184339953078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/04/dead-is-dead.html' title='Dead Is Dead'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113891080788774426</id><published>2006-02-02T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T13:10:06.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En-Theus-iasm</title><content type='html'>Paul has just given a sermon, the main points of which were; Jesus is the Promised One, He was raised from the dead, and forgiveness is now available.  Here is the reaction to that sermon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acts 13:42 As Paul and Barnabas were leaving the synagogue, the people invited them to speak further about these things on the next Sabbath. 43 When the congregation was dismissed, many of the Jews and devout converts to Judaism followed Paul and Barnabas, who talked with them and urged them to continue in the grace of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44 On the next Sabbath almost the whole city gathered to hear the word of the Lord. 45 When the Jews saw the crowds, they were filled with jealousy and talked abusively against what Paul was saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 Then Paul and Barnabas answered them boldly: "We had to speak the word of God to you first. Since you reject it and do not consider yourselves worthy of eternal life, we now turn to the Gentiles. 47 For this is what the Lord has commanded us: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'I have made you a light for the Gentiles, &lt;br /&gt;that you may bring salvation to the ends of the earth.'" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 When the Gentiles heard this, they were glad and honored the word of the Lord; a all who were appointed for eternal life believed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 The word of the Lord spread through the whole region. 50 But the Jews incited the God-fearing women of high standing and the leading men of the city. They stirred up persecution against Paul and Barnabas, and expelled them from their region. 51 So they shook the dust from their feet in protest against them and went to Iconium. 52 And the disciples were filled with joy and with the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;en·thu·si·asm &lt;/span&gt;  n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Great excitement for or interest in a subject or cause.&lt;br /&gt;   2. A source or cause of great excitement or interest.&lt;br /&gt;   3. Archaic.&lt;br /&gt;         A. Ecstasy arising from supposed possession by a god.&lt;br /&gt;         B. Religious fanaticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Late Latin enthsiasmus, from Greek enthousiasmos, from enthousiazein, to be inspired by a god, from entheos, possessed  : en-, in; see en-2 + theos, god; see dhs- in Indo-European Roots.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Word History: "Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm," said the very quotable Ralph Waldo Emerson, who also said, "Everywhere the history of religion betrays a tendency to enthusiasm." These two uses of the word enthusiasm, one positive and one negative both derive from its source in Greek. Enthusiasm first appeared in English in 1603 with the meaning Â"possession by a god." The source of the word is the Greek enthousiasmos, which ultimately comes from the adjective entheos, "having the god within," formed from en, "in, within," and theos, "god." (&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=enthusiasm"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatness at the beginning of the Acts Church Movement was not just having guys like Peter and Paul leading. I would argue the Holy Spirit played a much larger role than they did.  But also we cannot ignore the response of the hearers.  They showed an enthusiasm that proved explosive.  From their insistence to hear more of what Paul and Barnabbas had to say, to their apparent commitment to continue in the grace of God, to their gladness, their eagerness to invite others (I assume that is how the crowds grew), to their honoring of God's word (let what that means sink in sink in), and their joy even after Paul and Barnabbas got run out of town (walk away from them?) can be attributed to what were told in verse 52.  They were filled with joy and the Holy Spirit.  God's Spirit in them.  En Theos.  Enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us to capture the explosive power of the Church in those days, we need to find space for him within us.  More than strategies, skills, money, or staffing, we need You, Lord.  Maranatha!  Come, Lord Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113891080788774426?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113891080788774426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113891080788774426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113891080788774426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113891080788774426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/02/en-theus-iasm.html' title='En-Theus-iasm'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113692398052434559</id><published>2006-01-10T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T06:32:56.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermon in Rhyme</title><content type='html'>What you will find below is a poorly written retelling of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Acts%2013:16-41&amp;version=31"&gt;Paul's Acts 13 sermon&lt;/a&gt; in rhyme.  I did it to force me to think through what was said.  I found the exercise both difficult and helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's sons, hear me and you who love YHWH&lt;br /&gt;Listen to these words and hear what I say.&lt;br /&gt;He chose Abraham's sons to be his faves, &lt;br /&gt;Made them prosper even while Egypt's slaves.&lt;br /&gt;He rescued them from Pharaoh's tight fist,&lt;br /&gt;Restrained himself from destroying them in the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;He cleared out seven nations to give them space&lt;br /&gt;In just the first 450 years, this all took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God gave them judges like Samuel to reign.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted a king, he gave Saul the Insane.&lt;br /&gt;He removed him and gave David the throne,&lt;br /&gt;Who loved God's will more than his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God has sent from David's royal line&lt;br /&gt;The promised Savior, Jesus Divine.&lt;br /&gt;Elijah has come, as Malachi foretold,&lt;br /&gt;He was John the Baptist.  His message, bold.&lt;br /&gt;"Repent!" He cried preparing these places&lt;br /&gt;Knowing he was not even fit to tie His laces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, lovers of YHWH are the ones entrusted with this Saving Word.&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem rejected him despite fulfilling of all they'd heard.&lt;br /&gt;They pressured Pilot to declare death his doom.&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling prophecy, they carried his corpse from cross to tomb.&lt;br /&gt;He spent much time with his followers, he, no longer dead.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching them to tell Abe's sons all he'd done and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he promised to the Fathers to their children has come true!&lt;br /&gt;Good news, as it states back in Psalm 2:&lt;br /&gt;"My Son" That's what Jesus by YHWH was called,&lt;br /&gt;The unconquerable King on Zion Installed.*&lt;br /&gt;He was raised eternal to the throne of David.&lt;br /&gt;Messiah's body saved from the worms of the grave who crave it.&lt;br /&gt;David, though faithful, died, his body buried and is now but bone,&lt;br /&gt;But not Jesus, his body whole, sits on David's throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.markscollection.com/images/christian/hahlbohm/king-of-kings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.markscollection.com/images/christian/hahlbohm/king-of-kings.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Living One is now declared the Forgiving One.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting Him produces a righteousness the Law couldn't have done.&lt;br /&gt;Good News! But from the prophets take heed:&lt;br /&gt;Though told, you dont believe I've done this wondrous deed.&lt;br /&gt;You all scoff in pride.  Where is your wonder?&lt;br /&gt;The fool who misses Jesus will die in his blunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I inserted some the ideas found in Psalm 2 that are not directly quoted, because I feel Paul was alluding to the whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113692398052434559?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Sermon in Rhyme'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113692398052434559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113692398052434559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113692398052434559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113692398052434559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/01/sermon-in-rhyme.html' title='Sermon in Rhyme'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113649485781473145</id><published>2006-01-05T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:06:14.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Eli!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_2383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_2383.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2713/828/640/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2713/828/640/collage3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113649485781473145?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Happy Birthday, Eli!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113649485781473145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113649485781473145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113649485781473145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113649485781473145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-eli.html' title='Happy Birthday, Eli!'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113458882745224806</id><published>2005-12-14T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:40:20.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Literal Linus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/linus.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/linus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last year I watched the Peanuts Christmas special for the first time since being a kid.  I had little interest, but my daughter was finally old enough to care, so we watched it together.  The show is about Charlie Brown's struggle to get the "true meaning of Christmas."  All his friends argue for the hoopla, and it really gets him stressed and depressed.  When Charlie's frustration reaches its peak, Linus stands up to tell everyone the "true meaning of Christmas".  He quotes from &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%202&amp;version=31"&gt;Luke 2&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out of my chair and pumped my fists in the air.  "YES!"  I loved it.  Thank you Charles Schultz, and thank God for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, but I'd like to take you a slightly different direction.  Let's go with the technically true meaning of "Christmas":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The results of Messiah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Christos&lt;/span&gt; is Greek for Messiah, the one God promised to send to save Israel and the world.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mas&lt;/span&gt; is a suffix that we see in other words like charisma, diploma, enigma, and Alabama (okay, not that last one).  The suffix means "the results of" or "in relation to".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everything that results form Jesus is, technically speaking, the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer stand condemned.  Merry Christmas!  I am connected to the loving family of God.  Merry Christmas!  I am a part of ushering in the Kingdom of God to redeem the world.  Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think this through, one of the "Christmas-es" (the results of his coming) is this ornate over-the-top festival at the end of December.  If the church did not pump this hol(y)day up as the birth of Jesus, it would have never become this big.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with a lot of silliness associated with Christmas is the beauty of gift-giving and family fellowship and giving to charity.  All over the world people feel the merry results of his coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since this is really about the results of Jesus, what ought to be the defining features of how we celebrate Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113458882745224806?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113458882745224806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113458882745224806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113458882745224806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113458882745224806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/12/literal-linus.html' title='The Literal Linus'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113448381508780446</id><published>2005-12-13T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T06:51:06.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann Gnass</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/640/Gnass%2C%20A.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/Gnass%2C%20A.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today is the funeral of Ann Gnass.  Her life, as I knew it, was marked by generosity.  I could not recount all of the gifts she has given me and my family.  The same could be said by most people in our church.  Even now there are a bunch of Christmas gift bags in my office that are to be distributed to children of the church.  Those kids are going to have to wait to thank her directly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there are thousands of poor and homeless people in this area, Detroit, Appalachia and elsewhere who have been touched by the grace of God as she administered it.  See you later, you will be missed in the mean time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113448381508780446?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113448381508780446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113448381508780446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113448381508780446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113448381508780446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/12/ann-gnass.html' title='Ann Gnass'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113277711090947875</id><published>2005-11-23T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:24:01.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/jesusysanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/jesusysanta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people get upset that Jesus has to share a spotlight with Santa Claus this time of year, however, can you name a time of year when he has more spotlight?  You can't turn on the radio without hearing songs about him or go to the store without seeing many artistic recreations of his birth.  You might say Easter, but Easter does not take the nation's attention for a month and a half the way Christmas does.  My point is, I'm shocked and elated at how much spotlight Jesus draws this time of year.  Just a thought...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113277711090947875?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113277711090947875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113277711090947875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113277711090947875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113277711090947875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113267906513634497</id><published>2005-11-22T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:32:25.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you doing here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.acmrcia.org/images/Mary_--_Holding_Baby_Jesus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.acmrcia.org/images/Mary_--_Holding_Baby_Jesus2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the celebration of Jesus coming already upon us, I thought it would be good to ask him "Why have you come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have not come to abolish the Law or the Prophets. (Matt 5:17) &lt;br /&gt;I have not come to bring peace tot he earth. (Matt 10:34)&lt;br /&gt;I have not come to be served.  (Matt 10:28)&lt;br /&gt;I have not come to judge the world. (John 12:47)&lt;br /&gt;I have not come to call the righteous. (Matt 9:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came so that my sheep may have life, and have it to the full.  (John 10:10)&lt;br /&gt;I came to seek and to save that which was lost. (Luke 19:10)&lt;br /&gt;I came to be a light for those in darkness.  (John 12:46)&lt;br /&gt;I came to save the world. (John 12:47)&lt;br /&gt;I came for judgment, that the blind will see and those who see will be blind. (John 9:39)&lt;br /&gt;I came to do God’s will, bringing eternal life to those who look to me.  (John 6:38)&lt;br /&gt;I came to preach. (Mark 1:38)&lt;br /&gt;I came to bring a sword and fire, turning families against one another. (Matt 10:34, Luke 12:49)&lt;br /&gt;I came to fulfill the Law and Prophets. (Matt 5:17)&lt;br /&gt;I came to serve.  (Matt 20:28)&lt;br /&gt;I came for THE hour. (John 12:47)&lt;br /&gt;I came to ransom my life for yours. (Matt 20:28)&lt;br /&gt;I came to be king. (John 18:37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't miss any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113267906513634497?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113267906513634497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113267906513634497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113267906513634497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113267906513634497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-are-you-doing-here.html' title='What are you doing here?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-113223999475342402</id><published>2005-11-17T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T07:46:05.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/elihannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/elihannah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite picture.  In this moment, they both seem perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have been taught that biblically, the term perfect refers more to completeness or full maturity than it does to sinlessness (thought that would be part of the the completeness).  If that's true, and I believe that it is, is it true that babies are perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often say that they are.  They have not yet soiled themselves with lewd thoughts and hurtful behavior.  But if perfection is completeness or full maturity, then babies are about as as imperfect as they come.  They have long way to go to get to perfection.  This is obvious in the physical, emotional and mental aspect, but they certainly have a long way to go spiritually as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If perfection or completeness is defined by the pure and selfless love of Jesus, as I contend it should be, then again babies probably have longest to go.  As much as I adore my children and many, many other children, I have to concede that they are selfish.  I love my ten month old son with all my heart, but I admit that for the thousands of tears that he has already shed, not one have been for anyone but him.  I very much doubt that he has any concept of how his mom or dad feel or what they're going through.  Of course, I would never hold that against him.  I don't expect anything different.  I don't expect the same level of perfection (maturity) from him as I would an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some things that have been running through my head that have been altering how I approach spiritual growth. Jesus asks us to be perfect.  If it were just about sinlessness, I could point to the cross and declare, "Done!"  But it's about full maturity too (which is also a gift of grace by the constant work of the Holy Spirit, but requires me to be in concert with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It changes my approach to parenting too.  I must be equally concerned with teaching them to love selflessly as I am about enforcing my list of "Thou shalt not's".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it alters the way I view many other things.  For instance, the excuse "I was born this way" loses all steam when we realize we were born as imperfect as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-113223999475342402?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/113223999475342402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=113223999475342402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113223999475342402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/113223999475342402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/11/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112992375717095792</id><published>2005-10-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T12:48:19.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/lovewife.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/320/lovewife.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the fifth anniversary of our wedding.  We spent the day celebrating one of the finest blessings the good Lord has ever given.  One of my surprises for her included carving this pumpkin.  Cindie put together one of our wedding pictures with our vows.  It was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112992375717095792?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='A Happy Anniversary'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112992375717095792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112992375717095792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112992375717095792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112992375717095792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='A Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112905618034991370</id><published>2005-10-11T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:09:56.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selecting an Audience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.riverwestcurrents.org/Images/yuppie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.riverwestcurrents.org/Images/yuppie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I read Rick Warren's "Purpose-Driven Church", one of the things that made me squirm was the picture of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saddleback Sam.&lt;/span&gt;  Warren was talking about how his church had determined to define in detail who their audience was.  For them it was a male, young urban professional.  They wrapped up everything they knew about this demographic into one symbolic and fictional character they called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saddleback Sam&lt;/span&gt;. They even have a picture of this prototypical guy in the book &lt;br /&gt;(The picture above is not the same picture, though it is close).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me very uneasy.  I think it stemmed from the misunderstanding that this is the only type of person they were open to or interested in reaching.  I've since learned that is not the case, but he is their primary target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to proof-text, but it does seem that Paul and Barnabas had a primary target.  Acts 13:5 &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When they arrived at Salamis, they proclaimed the word of God in the Jewish synagogues.&lt;/span&gt;  Often they started with a focus on those who already understood who YHWH was.  Perhaps it had to do with some lingering questions about the Gentiles place in all of this.  Perhaps the Jews were just typically more receptive... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the Holy Spirit redirected them and sent them to testify before the Roman Proconsul Sergius Paulus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, then it comes to this:  Using worldy marketing methods, such as defining your audience, are not necessarily bad.  But we should not hold so devoutly to them when the Spirit leads in other directions.  Where there is revelation obey. Where there is no revelation, use wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112905618034991370?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Selecting an Audience'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112905618034991370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112905618034991370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112905618034991370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112905618034991370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/10/selecting-audience.html' title='Selecting an Audience'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112740166147595069</id><published>2005-09-22T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:15:21.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>incorrigible</title><content type='html'>Acts 12:24  But the word of God continued to increase and spread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ghostdepot.com/rg/rolling%20stock/locomotive/locomotive_size_comparison_d2-4_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://ghostdepot.com/rg/rolling%20stock/locomotive/locomotive_size_comparison_d2-4_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite the persecution that drove every Christian except for the Apostles from Jerusalem, despite the arrest and execution of James so of Zebedee, despite Simon Peter's imprisonment, despite the need to go underground, the word of God continued to increase and spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a heritage and a history of being unstoppable, unflappable, insuppressible, and unrelenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwin McManus has commented that people ask him, "What is it today that keeps the church from realizing her full potential?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His response: "Nothing!"  Jesus has said that not even the Gates of Hell will be able to overcome it. (Matthew 16:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are trials and tests.  But the same things which can serve as friction to slow us down can serve as traction to speed us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what will slow us?  Budget? The lack of resources can make us more dependent on God... Definitely a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/Walkout1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/200/Walkout1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A corrupt culture?  It just gives the lost more that they desire freedom from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;independent isolationistic culture?  Just makes people hungrier for community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only internal things like fear, doubt and apathy can keep us from seeing our full potential,  No external circumstances can stop the body of Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112740166147595069?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112740166147595069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112740166147595069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112740166147595069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112740166147595069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/09/incorrigible.html' title='incorrigible'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112661575885482088</id><published>2005-09-13T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T06:47:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But the church...</title><content type='html'>When Herod put James, one of the Apostles, to death with the sword, his approval ratings went through the roof.  So, he went out and got Peter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the church was earnestly praying to God for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was guarded by four squads of four soldiers.  One prisoner guarder by 16 soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the church was earnestly praying to God for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter slept between two soldiers, bound in chains, with guards standing at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the church was earnestly praying to God for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 12:5 So Peter was kept in prison, but the church was earnestly praying to God for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter seemed destined to the same ending as his old fishing buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the church was earnestly praying to God for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where the story turns.  The events of history turned on that one event.  The church earnestly prayed and everything changed.  What follows in Acts 12:6-11 is quite possibly the motivation behind the song, "God Will Make a Way".  An angel comes.  The chains fall off. Gates open.  Houdini would be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that we could tag this phrase to the end of today's plights.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex trade was thriving in Eastern Europe, but the church was earnestly praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/6/11564567_02193e411e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/6/11564567_02193e411e.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The world closed their eyes to what was happening in Darfur, but the church was earnestly praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The destruction wrought by Katrina brought chaos and lawlessness to New Orleans, but the church was earnestly praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egypt outlawed evangelism under penalty of death, but the church was earnestly praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112661575885482088?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112661575885482088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112661575885482088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112661575885482088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112661575885482088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/09/but-church.html' title='But the church...'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112620831112759995</id><published>2005-09-08T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T05:50:02.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First, But Not The Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Acts 11:26-30&lt;br /&gt;The disciples were called Christians first at Antioch. &lt;br /&gt;During this time some prophets came down from Jerusalem to Antioch. One of them, named Agabus, stood up and through the Spirit predicted that a severe famine would spread over the entire Roman world. (This happened during the reign of Claudius.)  The disciples, each according to his ability, decided to provide help for the brothers living in Judea. This they did, sending their gift to the elders by Barnabas and Saul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These folks would make Barnabas, Saul and the folks at Antioch proud.  I think they'd say, "Yeah, that's what it means to be called Christ-ian."  That &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the Acts church continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.christiantoday.com/files/church/church_20040817_florida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.christiantoday.com/files/church/church_20040817_florida.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two links that I feel very comfortable recommending as places through which you can do an Antioch-type thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ides.org/programs/programs.php"&gt;IDES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more to come)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112620831112759995?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112620831112759995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112620831112759995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112620831112759995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112620831112759995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-but-not-last.html' title='The First, But Not The Last'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112603204644573670</id><published>2005-09-06T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T12:18:02.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/29/37069688_b550d472f4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/37069688_b550d472f4.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was a junior one of my friends told me that he had some struggles believing that God makes a difference in people's lives, but observing me had been a real boost in his faith that God still works in people's lives.  I do not say this to boast.  He was spot on to remind me how incredibly pompous I had been in the past.  He was not saying that I had become something special, merely something better than I had been.  It was sop encouraging to have someone notice the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and a half ago 'Frank' asked me to describe how I had changed over the past five years.  I wanted to respond quickly, but have struggled to put my finger on what is different.  I could say 'I've grown' or 'I've matured', but these things are too vague to be of any value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed recently some changes that are not particularly good.  I used to be much more outgoing.  The school environment played a big part in that.  Now, I don't spend near as much time with people outside my family as I used to.  I'm becoming more(even too)introverted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that I would have hoped five years ago would have changed by now have not.  I'm still a walking time-management nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what good changes have taken place?  I've learned to share... My time, my responsibilities, decision-making.  The love of the Christ's church has moved from my mind to my hands and then into my heart.  I've gone from naive to cynical to trusting (a track I'll probably continue to make laps on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I need to check my ego at the door every day.  I've learned not to lionize or envy other pastors.  I've learned to embrace reality over fantasy.  It's really much better.  I learned to cherish older people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all this to bring glory to Jesus Christ who shapes me guides me , transforms me, and recreates me into something a bit more like himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112603204644573670?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112603204644573670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112603204644573670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112603204644573670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112603204644573670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/09/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112549194485999246</id><published>2005-08-31T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T05:53:29.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping With the Fishes</title><content type='html'>Sunday afternoon, Cindie and I were  waking Hannah from her afternoon nap when we noticed Dorothy, her fish was lay still on the glass marbles that line the bottom of the fish bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought Hannah downstairs while we did a quick brainstorm.  What do we do?  Swap in a new fish and hope she doesn't know the difference, or introduce her to one of life's most painful truths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.photospin.com/content/photos/thumb/0520031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.photospin.com/content/photos/thumb/0520031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We chose truth.  Cindie told her that Dorothy was dead.  We were not sure she would even know what that meant.  She said she wanted to see.  So we went back upstairs with her.  When she saw dead Dorothy, she began to sob.  "I don't want Dorothy to be dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that I began to cry over $1.29 Meijer-purchased Beta that has always brought me more pain than pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112549194485999246?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Sleeping With the Fishes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112549194485999246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112549194485999246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112549194485999246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112549194485999246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/sleeping-with-fishes.html' title='Sleeping With the Fishes'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112540934761957969</id><published>2005-08-30T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T07:13:21.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numerphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstcoastnews.com/assetpool/images/0372313570_megamillions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.firstcoastnews.com/assetpool/images/0372313570_megamillions.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This past week, while sorting through the mail at church, I came across an envelope with a hand-written address but no return address.  I opened the envelope, and the only thing in it was a "Mega Millions" lottery ticket.  The date for the drawing was before the post mark on the envelope.  Therefore, I reasoned that the person who sent this had already discovered what it was worth and decided to give it in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago I was talking to someone and the conversation came up about what we would do if we suddenly had a fortune.  This person told me that they would give millions to the church.  The conversation made me a touch uncomfortable.  First, it seems unhealthy to fantasize about such situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly the reality of what likely would happen to the church if we suddenly had millions of dollars scares me.  The differing agendas would create intensified conflict.  It would be a very difficult test of our unity and character.  That kind of money can make people go mad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I checked the numbers on the Mega Millions website, I didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved that the ticket was not a winner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly,  I was just confused.  Why did someone send us a losing lottery ticket?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112540934761957969?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112540934761957969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112540934761957969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112540934761957969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112540934761957969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/numerphobia.html' title='Numerphobia'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112489487290620384</id><published>2005-08-24T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:49:15.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://elizabethlake.cc/pictures/DSC03745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://elizabethlake.cc/pictures/DSC03745.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April of 2000, I walked into the lower level of the church building with my then-girlfriend-now-wife Cindie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're late."  The observation was Gene's, an elder who had formerly been "in the ministry" himself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, I wonder what I must have looked like.  A twenty-two year-old college senior, walking in twenty minutes late, with his girlfriend and without a clue.  I credit those guys with great courage, though they probably had very little idea what they were getting themselves into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanely, Cindie and I seemed to have many more reservations about trying to lead people two, three, and four times our age into spiritual maturity.  We were terrified.  There were many long talks and arguments and fights and tears that went into this decision.  But when all was said and done, we knew that this is where God wanted us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the fifty-some people that voted, there were five who voted 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time, one word has defined the way this church me, and my family: grace.  I have been instructed, corrected, encouraged and supported by the eldership. We have not had to sweat much about money.  We have been cared for like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Christian once told me that if you play your cards right, the honeymoon period between minister and church can last for decades.  The honeymoon has lasted for five years now, but I credit them more than I credit anything I have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112489487290620384?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='5 years'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112489487290620384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112489487290620384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112489487290620384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112489487290620384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/5-years.html' title='5 years'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112428568016145894</id><published>2005-08-17T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T07:02:49.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/200/A2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acts 2:42-47 They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than a little odd to me that so many differing visions for what the church should be have been based off this one text.  A2 is a conference put on by the good folks at Willow Creek.  They see their ministry as a fulfillment of the Acts 2 passage.  So do house churches.  So does the church at which I serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just hits us in different ways. Maybe that's God's intention.  I am encouraged and inspired by the many different ways I am seeing this vision fleshed out.  What do you think the fulfillment of that passage would look like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112428568016145894?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Acts 2'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112428568016145894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112428568016145894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112428568016145894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112428568016145894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/acts-2.html' title='Acts 2'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112359313771534891</id><published>2005-08-09T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T06:26:42.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Soaker-Oriented Church</title><content type='html'>A couple of summers ago, a buddy of mine from high school asked me to return to Algonac and conduct his wedding.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hipernet24.pl/sklep/img_items/b/084/8486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.hipernet24.pl/sklep/img_items/b/084/8486.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The wedding was held at the smallest church building I've ever seen. The church there was "Soaker-Oriented".  They had little regard for redeeming a broken world.  They just came on Sunday's and soaked in the beautiful traditions.  It was about them.  Guests might be begrudgingly welcome so long as they make no attempt rock the boat.  As small as my hometown is, I didn't even know that this church existed until I did this wedding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I talked to some of the people belonging to that church, I found that their doors were about to close.  Understandably, this was very painful for them.  But the way they were dealing with this pain was inexcusable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have all decided that we are not going to another church for at least a year."  As one old lady told me this, my blood began to boil.  How dare they withhold their resources from the kingdom!?  With such a self-centered mindset, it's no wonder their doors closed.  Perhaps it was better that their disease be quarantined from the rest of the Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not an Acts 29 church.  They were not a continuation of the practices and attitudes of the Church in Acts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 11:19-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now those who had been scattered by the persecution in connection with Stephen traveled as far as Phoenicia, Cyprus and Antioch, telling the message only to Jews. Some of them, however, men from Cyprus and Cyrene, went to Antioch and began to speak to Greeks also, telling them the good news about the Lord Jesus. The Lord's hand was with them, and a great number of people believed and turned to the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of persecution, these folks not only had to close the church doors in Jerusalem, they had to leave town.  But they did not run off to sit and sulk about what was lost.  They became missionaries.  Average members became founded churches wherever they went.  And they did this despite (or perhaps due to) losing the leadership of the Apostles (8:1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They understood the Commission is not just for clergy.  It was the responsibility of every person who called Jesus "Lord".  Far from being Soakers, they were Seekers as Jesus defined the term in Matthew 6:33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112359313771534891?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Not a Soaker-Oriented Church'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112359313771534891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112359313771534891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112359313771534891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112359313771534891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-soaker-oriented-church.html' title='Not a Soaker-Oriented Church'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112301433959758687</id><published>2005-08-02T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T13:35:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to hear from atop a soap box</title><content type='html'>When I first was studying the reaction of the Jewish Christians to the conversion of the of Gentiles (10:44- 11:18) I was disappointed. How could they have bee so narrow-minded.  Had not Jesus made it abundantly clear that the gospel should be spread to all nations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I thought about it, though, the more impressed I was.  The change that had just been introduced to them was seismic, and yet all they required was a simple explanation for their grumbling to turn to praise.  This shows an incredible openness to change.  They simply needed to see how this was God-directed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.commonsensefarm.com/images/Ingredient_sub/500soapbox-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.commonsensefarm.com/images/Ingredient_sub/500soapbox-pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps God's people today are not as stubborn as we like to think.  Perhaps they simply need a clear, theo-centric explanation of the need/reason for change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would have happened if Peter stormed off in a self-righteous huff?  "How dare they question me? I'm an Apostle, capital A!  I'm the Rock!  Do they suppose to know Jesus better than I?"  Would their grumbling have ever turned to praise over the Gentile mission?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the problem is not the audience or the message but the messenger.  It's hard to hear from atop a soap box.  We would do well to be as humble and patient as Peter.  See how God will use a simple explanation to turn grumbling to praise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112301433959758687?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Hard to hear from atop a soap box'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112301433959758687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112301433959758687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112301433959758687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112301433959758687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/08/hard-to-hear-from-atop-soap-box.html' title='Hard to hear from atop a soap box'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112143336809276721</id><published>2005-07-15T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T06:47:51.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next to Godliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lutheranwomen.ca/inspiration/biblestudies/petersvision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lutheranwomen.ca/inspiration/biblestudies/petersvision.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leviticus 11:44-47 "I am the LORD your God; consecrate yourselves and be holy, because I am holy. Do not make yourselves unclean by any creature that moves about on the ground. 45 I am the LORD who brought you up out of Egypt to be your God; therefore be holy, because I am holy. &lt;br /&gt;46 "'These are the regulations concerning animals, birds, every living thing that moves in the water and every creature that moves about on the ground. 47 You must distinguish between the unclean and the clean, between living creatures that may be eaten and those that may not be eaten.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event of Peter's vision (10:9 and following)is monumental.  I'm not confident I understand what is happening.  But I will give my best shot.  Here's my take so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. These animals really had been unclean.  Read Leviticus 11.  Someone who loved the LORD would have had no part with them.  2. God is not telling Peter that it is okay to eat what is unclean.  He is not giving permission to do wrong.  The voice said, "Do not call anything impure that God has made clean."  3.  It's not that God has flip-flopped.  He has not changed his mind as much as he has changed the animal. These animals which had been unclean were now clean.  Another product of the cross, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would God purify the pig?* The only plausible reason I can think of (and the one spelled out with Peter's imminent involvement with the house of Cornelius) is that it frees his people to the unclean without being infected.  I guess it is because he loves people that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Why would God purify a pig?  I meant this as a literal question.  But taken figuratively, it is the mystery of the cross.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And the picture came from lutheranwomen.ca)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112143336809276721?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Next to Godliness'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112143336809276721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112143336809276721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112143336809276721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112143336809276721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/07/next-to-godliness.html' title='Next to Godliness'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112117762737680757</id><published>2005-07-12T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:51:24.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.corporatecomm.com/global/images/skyGuy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.corporatecomm.com/global/images/skyGuy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled." (Matthew 5:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a place untouched by Christian mission work, God was already preparing the harvest.  The uncircumcised Gentile, Cornelius, and his household (his family and servants) had already learned enough about God to desire to please him.  Acts 10:2 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"He and all his family were devout and God-fearing; he gave generously to those in need and prayed to God regularly."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does remind me of that line from the Sermon on the mount.  They hungered for righteousness, and now that the Kingdom had arrived, they could finally have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also reminds me, in a way like Robinson Crusoe, that God is at work everywhere.  The King is the better part of the Kingdom.  He moves with and without his people following.  My part (as Henry Blackabee taught so well) is to pay attention to where he is working and join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to be humble enough with people to remember that very rarely are we really introducing someone to God.  Their experience with us is likely not their first experience with the Kingdom. You are probably not "the only Jesus they will ever see."  You will probably not have to take someone from the starting line to the finish line all by yourself.  Simply do your (Spirit-empowered) best to do you part to feed those who hunger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112117762737680757?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Where You Are'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112117762737680757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112117762737680757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112117762737680757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112117762737680757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-you-are.html' title='Where You Are'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112085137936010248</id><published>2005-07-08T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T12:43:58.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In time of terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/nol/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/05/in_pictures_enl_1120742501/img/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/nol/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/05/in_pictures_enl_1120742501/img/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I included this prayer back in the beginning of June.  I found it in "A Ragamuffin Prayer", a compilation of prayers and writings about prayer by Jimmy Abegg, member of the Ragamuffin Band.  It seems all the more appropriate today considering what happened in London yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1989, Northern Ireland was hit by terrorists. 29 people in small island died. Steve Stockman was asked to give a prayer on BBC radio less than a week afterward. This is what he prayed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lord, we come to the end of another week&lt;br /&gt;Except that it hasn't been just another week&lt;br /&gt;It has been the worst week of our lives&lt;br /&gt;And even worse for some&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help us to be honest, vulnerable, and somehow hopeful in the reflection of our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we have been shocked&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how one tiny second can tear our lives apart&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how far humanity can fall&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how callous and painful our actions can be, how low we can stoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are grieving&lt;br /&gt;Grieving for the loss of lives with so much love and energy still to give&lt;br /&gt;Grieving for the man and woman and child we will never be able to hold again&lt;br /&gt;Grieving that our history is so sad and twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are confused&lt;br /&gt;Confused at why this should happen&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how this should happen to the innocent&lt;br /&gt;confused about where You and faith enter into these events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are angry&lt;br /&gt;Angry at why we allowed our family and friends to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;Angry at how evil people could rip our world asunder&lt;br /&gt;Angry that You allowed it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are seeking&lt;br /&gt;Seeking some kind of feeble consolation in the midst of our deluge of tears&lt;br /&gt;Seeking some kind of hope that good might come from evil&lt;br /&gt;Seeking your Spirit, whom Jesus called a Comforter, to whisper into our maddening silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are squinting for faith&lt;br /&gt;Faith that the majority might have some kind of say in the future&lt;br /&gt;Faith that love will end our hate, good will end our evil, and grace will touch our broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;Faith in a God who is as angry as we are and who is reaching out his hand to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are remembering&lt;br /&gt;Remembering those who today can no longer be shocked, grieve, be angry, be confused, seek or squint for faith&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that You watched as Your Son, covered in blood, die at the futile whim of injustice&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that His death is the only thing we can grope after in the dark of a week like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we have planted our loved ones deep in the bloody earth of Ireland this week&lt;br /&gt;We have watered them with our tears&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may You allow them to be seeds of love that will grow into our peace.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, remember us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112085137936010248?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='In time of terror'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112085137936010248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112085137936010248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112085137936010248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112085137936010248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-time-of-terror.html' title='In time of terror'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-112030582286519551</id><published>2005-07-02T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T05:20:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/1600/Louise2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7574/511/200/Louise1.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we celebrate the funeral of Louise Bailey.  At 91, you would have sworn she was indestructible.  She had more strength and energy than most the women half her age.  She used that strength and energy to serve.  She only joined our church maybe two years ago, but quickly found herself at home in the church kitchen.  My strongest memories of her will be of when we packed the clothes bags for Master Provisions.  She helped with that long before she ever became a member of our church.  For those who have done it, you know what hard work that is.  I could go on and on with her generosity, the way she loved my children, the way she cared for the other widows in the church, the way she always smiled, or her positive attitude toward change.  Suffice it say, her death leaves us with a void.  We will miss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven though has gained a good worker.  And I wonder, if she seemed strong and indestructible here, what will she be like on the other side? &lt;br /&gt;(1 Corinthians 15:42,54-57)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-112030582286519551?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Louise'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/112030582286519551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=112030582286519551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112030582286519551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/112030582286519551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/07/louise.html' title='Louise'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111996685415266575</id><published>2005-06-28T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T07:47:27.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too apologetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mypage.direct.ca/w/writer/gish1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://mypage.direct.ca/w/writer/gish1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never been that into apologetics.  Apologetics being the reason-based arguments for the defense of or proof of the Christian faith.  It seems to me that there is a lot of "bad science" involved.  Well-intentioned believers become convinced that the world will come to Jesus if they simply have a chance to lay out the air-tight case for Christianity.  They become so eager to do this that they start throwing around unproven (if not unlikely) theories for things like the flood.  "I heard somewhere" sorts of information gets passed quickly and widely as fact.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as though there hasn't been any credible work, but every bit of "bad science" seems to take us back further than good science is capable of bringing us forward.  And it's not as if evolutionists are never guilty of the same thing, but that is none of my concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of having an air-tight argument does not jive with me. Attempts to defend the faith often turn into intellectual jabs that do more to harm the faith than Darwin ever could have (I think of decals which have the ICTHUS eating a Darwin fish).  Well-formed defenses (non-argumentative) can aide in removing some doubt, bt ultimately, Christ must be taken on faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I over-react.  Apologetics are, in my opinion, so dominated by quips and slogans that I tend to avoid any association with it.  That's not a good stand.  That's not the one Saul/Paul took. Acts 9:20 "At once [Saul] began to preach in the synagogues that Jesus is the Son of God. 21 All those who heard him were astonished and asked, "Isn't he the man who raised havoc in Jerusalem among those who call on this name? And hasn't he come here to take them as prisoners to the chief priests?" 22 Yet Saul grew more and more powerful and baffled the Jews living in Damascus by proving that Jesus is the Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What proofs can we offer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111996685415266575?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Not too apologetic'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111996685415266575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111996685415266575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111996685415266575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111996685415266575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-too-apologetic.html' title='Not too apologetic'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111962178582337716</id><published>2005-06-24T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T07:03:05.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/Eddie1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/400/Eddie1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin "Fast Eddie" Keel passed away this week.  94 and half years lived unto the Lord.  He told me that he would have liked to have been a preacher, but a speech impediment prevented him from pursuing it.  God knew what he was doing with Eddie.  As a lay-leader, he was instrumental in the planting of three area churches (Meadowbrook, Elizabeth Lake and Tri-County).  He also served as an elder for many years, but the main role for which I will remember him is as deal closer.  When Cindie and I were trying to decipher whether or not this was where God was leading, the then 89 and half year old man came over and talked to us 22 year-olds.  We had plenty of doubts.  However, his words of encouragement, tender and true, clamped down on us like a steel trap.  We knew there was no getting out of this.  His steady and persistant encouragement over the last five years at the church together with his constant prayer on my behalf have given my weak knees strength to stand.  I am so glad to have known him, and I will miss him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111962178582337716?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111962178582337716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111962178582337716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111962178582337716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111962178582337716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/edwin-fast-eddie-keel-passed-away-this.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111955388756856408</id><published>2005-06-23T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T12:17:35.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelling the Flowers</title><content type='html'>My three year-old daughter repeated one request the whole evening.  "Let's go smell the flowers."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thejapanflorist.com/wreathlarge7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife would take her over to where the flowers were, and Hannah would sniff away.  But if you watched her closely you cold see her peaking out of the corner of her eye at the lady who was laying in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about what she thinks.  I worry about what she thinks.  In my vocation, there will be many funerals and visitations to attend.  I'm concerned about how my kids will handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not someone she knew, really.  But at the end of the week there will be a funeral for Eddie Keel, a 94 year-old man I will be writing on later, that she will certainly recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to shelter her from this.  She is extremely compassionate, and I worry about how this will shape her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to this that many of the people closest to her are senior members of the church.  How do I prepare her for the day when  one of her Pa Pa's die?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111955388756856408?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Smelling the Flowers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111955388756856408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111955388756856408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111955388756856408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111955388756856408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/smelling-flowers.html' title='Smelling the Flowers'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111886052785137463</id><published>2005-06-15T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T11:38:22.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Star Response</title><content type='html'>I got a question about a post I did last November or December on the "Morning Star".  It's from a fellow named Dustin (who I do not know).  Dustin said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sorry to be posting here, but I wasn't sure if you'd see it if I posted to the post I read. I have a question about your morning star post. What was Jesus saying when he referred to himself as the bright morning star in revelation 22:16? Is this the same kind of phrasing that was used in Isaiah to describe the king? I realize one is greek and one is hebrew but...yeah...Was Jesus a megalomaniac by his own definition, or does he mean he is a guiding light or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://earthobservatory.nasa.gov/Library/ChemistrySunlight/Images/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term "Bright Morning Star" seems to refer to a new hope... the dawning of a new day.  It was a perfect fit for Jesus was indeed the new hope (Luke 4:26-21).  But why does he use the term which has been used to mock an evil king?  Perhaps, it is to say, "I am what he claimed to be", the same much of the imagery of Revelation is borrowed from current Roman royalty to say "I am who they claim to be".  They claim to be the Son of God, I am.  He claimed to be the morning star, I am the Bright Morning Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what you meant by megalomaniac.  This is the primary definition given by dictionary.com:  A psychopathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of wealth, power, or omnipotence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus believed himself God, but his assertions were not delusional fantasies.  Hope that is the answer that you were looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111886052785137463?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Morning Star Response'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111886052785137463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111886052785137463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111886052785137463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111886052785137463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/morning-star-response.html' title='Morning Star Response'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111780941701668292</id><published>2005-06-03T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T07:38:41.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>John 17:1 After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed: "Father, the time has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you. 2 For you granted him authority over all people that he might give eternal life to all those you have given him. 3 Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. 4 I have brought you glory on earth by completing the work you gave me to do. 5 And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began. 6 "I have revealed you to those whom you gave me out of the world. They were yours; you gave them to me and they have obeyed your word. 7 Now they know that everything you have given me comes from you. 8 For I gave them the words you gave me and they accepted them. They knew with certainty that I came from you, and they believed that you sent me. 9 I pray for them. I am not praying for the world, but for those you have given me, for they are yours. 10 All I have is yours, and all you have is mine. And glory has come to me through them. 11 I will remain in the world no longer, but they are still in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name-the name you gave me-so that they may be one as we are one. 12 While I was with them, I protected them and kept them safe by that name you gave me. None has been lost except the one doomed to destruction so that Scripture would be fulfilled. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.esox.us/files/Images/abyss-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 "I am coming to you now, but I say these things while I am still in the world, so that they may have the full measure of my joy within them. 14 I have given them your word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. 15 My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. 16 They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. 17 Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth. 18 As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world. 19 For them I sanctify myself, that they too may be truly sanctified. 20 "My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, 21 that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me. 22 I have given them the glory that you gave me, that they may be one as we are one: 23 I in them and you in me. May they be brought to complete unity to let the world know that you sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me. 24 "Father, I want those you have given me to be with me where I am, and to see my glory, the glory you have given me because you loved me before the creation of the world. 25 "Righteous Father, though the world does not know you, I know you, and they know that you have sent me. 26 I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111780941701668292?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Jesus'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111780941701668292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111780941701668292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111780941701668292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111780941701668292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111774133889028346</id><published>2005-06-02T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:47:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers of pain</title><content type='html'>Paul says in Philippians 4 that when we present our requests to God by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, that the peace of God which is beyond figuring out, will stand in guard of our hearts and minds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But praying through pain is never easy.  Today, I did a graveside service in a part of the cemetery where tombstones were shaped like Mickey Mouse.  The casket was not carried by a team of men, but by a young mother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In moments like these I always find myself praying to God to give me the words to pray, asking to know what to ask for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1989, Northern Israel was hit by terrorists.  29 people in small island died.  Steve Stockman was asked to give a prayer on BBC radio less than a week afterward.  This is what he prayed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we come to the end of another week&lt;br /&gt;Except that it hasn't been just another week&lt;br /&gt;It has been the worst week of our lives&lt;br /&gt;And even worse for some&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help us to be honest, vulnerable, and somehow hopeful in the reflection of our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we have been shocked&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how one tiny second can tear our lives apart&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how far humanity can fall&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by how callous and painful our actions can be, how low we can stoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are grieving&lt;br /&gt;Grieving for the loss of lives with so much love and energy still to give&lt;br /&gt;Grieving for the man and woman and child we will never be able to hold again&lt;br /&gt;Grieving that our history is so sad and twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are confused&lt;br /&gt;Confused at why this should happen&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how this should happen to the innocent&lt;br /&gt;confused about where You and faith enter into these events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are angry&lt;br /&gt;Angry at why we allowed our family and friends to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;Angry at how evil people could rip our world asunder&lt;br /&gt;Angry that You allowed it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are seeking&lt;br /&gt;Seeking some kind of feeble consolation in the midst of our deluge of tears&lt;br /&gt;Seeking some kind of hope that good might come from evil&lt;br /&gt;Seeking your Spirit, whom Jesus called a Comforter, to whisper into our maddening silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are squinting for faith&lt;br /&gt;Faith that the majority might have some kind of say in the future&lt;br /&gt;Faith that love will end our hate, good will end our evil, and grace will touch our broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;Faith in a God who is as angry as we are and who is reaching out his hand to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we are remembering&lt;br /&gt;Remembering those who today can no longer be shocked, grieve, be angry, be confused, seek or squint for faith&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that You watched as Your Son, covered in blood, die at the futile whim of injustice&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that His death is the only thing we can grope after in the dark of a week like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we have planted our loved ones deep in the bloody earth of Ireland this week&lt;br /&gt;We have watered them with our tears&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may You allow them to be seeds of love that will grow into our peace.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, remember us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://j.b5z.net/i/u/2043909/i/Praying.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111774133889028346?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Prayers of pain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111774133889028346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111774133889028346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111774133889028346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111774133889028346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/prayers-of-pain.html' title='Prayers of pain'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111763043026147146</id><published>2005-06-01T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T06:25:07.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Change-Me" Prayer</title><content type='html'>I think a real mark of Christian maturity is when we stop praying "Change-my-circumstance" prayers and start praying "change-me" prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ecaritas.com/slideshow/cross.jpg"&gt;  Here is a great example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is hatred, let me sow love.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is injury, pardon,&lt;br /&gt;where there is doubt, faith,&lt;br /&gt;where there is despair, hope,&lt;br /&gt;where there is darkness, light,&lt;br /&gt;and where there is sadness, joy.&lt;br /&gt;O Divine Master, grant that I might not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;&lt;br /&gt;to be understood, as to understand;&lt;br /&gt;to be loved, as to love;&lt;br /&gt;for it is in giving that we receive;&lt;br /&gt;it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;&lt;br /&gt;and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.  &lt;/span&gt;(St. Francis Assisi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111763043026147146?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='A &quot;Change-Me&quot; Prayer'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111763043026147146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111763043026147146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111763043026147146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111763043026147146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/06/change-me-prayer.html' title='A &quot;Change-Me&quot; Prayer'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111754738715230913</id><published>2005-05-31T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T06:54:04.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying the will of God</title><content type='html'>Jesus instructs us to pray that God's "will be done on earth as it is in heaven."  And in dark Gethsamane he modeled that sort of prayer:  "Not my will, but yours..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nsmc.partners.org/support/images/compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to pray for God's will, but it's difficult.  I often am unclear on what his will is.  Do I pray for healing or comfort while dying?  When a brother wonders off in disobedience, do I ask that God would spare them harm, or do whatever it takes?  Other clear examples escape me.  But I found the following prayer by Thomas Merton to be helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My LORD God, I have no idea where I am going.  I do not see the road ahead of me.  I cannot know for certain where it will end.  Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.  But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.  And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.  I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.  And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it.  Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.  I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.    (found in "Thoughts in Solitude")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111754738715230913?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Praying the will of God'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111754738715230913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111754738715230913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111754738715230913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111754738715230913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/praying-will-of-god.html' title='Praying the will of God'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111745427272140875</id><published>2005-05-30T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T05:16:11.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to pray for</title><content type='html'>I don't always know what to pray.  Sometimes I pray the same prayers so often that I am hardly think aout them as I pray.  I know that this is not what God desires from my prayer life, but sometimes it's difficult to know what to pray for.  When I begin to get in a rut like that, I like to do what Daniel did.  He let Scripture lead his parayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel 9:1 In the first year of Darius son of Xerxes... I, Daniel, understood from the Scriptures, according to the word of the LORD given to Jeremiah the prophet, that the desolation of Jerusalem would last seventy years. 3 So I turned to the Lord God and pleaded with him in prayer and petition, in fasting, and in sackcloth and ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel had been exiled to Baylon along with all the other leaders in Jerusalem as a punishment against God's people.  Jerusalem itself, lay in shambles.  Daniel was reading Jeremiah.  He found a prophecy that said this banishment from Jerusalem would only last 70 years.  It was almost 70 years when he read it.  What follows is one of Scripture's most beautiful prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.demossnewspond.com/osl/photos/tn%20praying%20inmates%20(Delaware).JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "O Lord, the great and awesome God, who keeps his covenant of love with all who love him and obey his commands, 5 we have sinned and done wrong. We have been wicked and have rebelled; we have turned away from your commands and laws. 6 We have not listened to your servants the prophets, who spoke in your name to our kings, our princes and our fathers, and to all the people of the land.&lt;br /&gt;  DA 9:7 "Lord, you are righteous, but this day we are covered with shame--the men of Judah and people of Jerusalem and all Israel, both near and far, in all the countries where you have scattered us because of our unfaithfulness to you. 8 O LORD, we and our kings, our princes and our fathers are covered with shame because we have sinned against you. 9 The Lord our God is merciful and forgiving, even though we have rebelled against him; 10 we have not obeyed the LORD our God or kept the laws he gave us through his servants the prophets. 11 All Israel has transgressed your law and turned away, refusing to obey you.&lt;br /&gt;    "Therefore the curses and sworn judgments written in the Law of Moses, the servant of God, have been poured out on us, because we have sinned against you. 12 You have fulfilled the words spoken against us and against our rulers by bringing upon us great disaster. Under the whole heaven nothing has ever been done like what has been done to Jerusalem. 13 Just as it is written in the Law of Moses, all this disaster has come upon us, yet we have not sought the favor of the LORD our God by turning from our sins and giving attention to your truth. 14 The LORD did not hesitate to bring the disaster upon us, for the LORD our God is righteous in everything he does; yet we have not obeyed him.&lt;br /&gt;  DA 9:15 "Now, O Lord our God, who brought your people out of Egypt with a mighty hand and who made for yourself a name that endures to this day, we have sinned, we have done wrong. 16 O Lord, in keeping with all your righteous acts, turn away your anger and your wrath from Jerusalem, your city, your holy hill. Our sins and the iniquities of our fathers have made Jerusalem and your people an object of scorn to all those around us.&lt;br /&gt;  DA 9:17 "Now, our God, hear the prayers and petitions of your servant. For your sake, O Lord, look with favor on your desolate sanctuary. 18 Give ear, O God, and hear; open your eyes and see the desolation of the city that bears your Name. We do not make requests of you because we are righteous, but because of your great mercy. 19 O Lord, listen! O Lord, forgive! O Lord, hear and act! For your sake, O my God, do not delay, because your city and your people bear your Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to start some prayers by reading God's word.  See where the conversation leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111745427272140875?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='What to pray for'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111745427272140875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111745427272140875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111745427272140875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111745427272140875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-to-pray-for.html' title='What to pray for'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111736758536079412</id><published>2005-05-29T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T05:04:38.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God to the rescue</title><content type='html'>2 Samuel 22:2-3&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; &lt;br /&gt;my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, &lt;br /&gt;my shield and the horn of my salvation. &lt;br /&gt;He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior- &lt;br /&gt;from violent men you save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magazine.noaa.gov/stories/images/rescue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nine terms here (two different terms for rock) which all speak of God's rescuing abilities.  Some more modern terms might be guard dog, Mama bear, defense attorney, 401k, anti-lock breaks and power steering, miracle drug, big brother, helmet, safety belt, jaws of life, military, Constitution and Bill of Rights, union rep, firefighter, deadbolt, Onstar, firewall... I'm sure you can think of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing such brainstorming, we might reveal that we have placed our trust in some of these things rather than God.  But the point of the Psalm is the GOD is (fill in your trustworthy protection metaphor).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray that we would learn to trust him above all, and that he would give us opportunity to display that trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111736758536079412?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='God to the rescue'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111736758536079412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111736758536079412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111736758536079412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111736758536079412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/god-to-rescue.html' title='God to the rescue'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111731549221497340</id><published>2005-05-28T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:24:52.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_2087.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_2087.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girl turned 3 this week&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111731549221497340?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111731549221497340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111731549221497340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731549221497340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731549221497340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-girl-turned-3-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111731537837233132</id><published>2005-05-28T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:22:58.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_1999.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_1999.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111731537837233132?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111731537837233132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111731537837233132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731537837233132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731537837233132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111731525509018408</id><published>2005-05-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:20:55.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_2142.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_2142.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy can feed me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111731525509018408?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111731525509018408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111731525509018408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731525509018408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731525509018408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/daddy-can-feed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111731502834765582</id><published>2005-05-28T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:17:08.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_0959.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_0959.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy can dress me too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111731502834765582?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111731502834765582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111731502834765582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731502834765582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731502834765582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/daddy-can-dress-me-too.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111731483501810653</id><published>2005-05-28T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:13:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_1227.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_1227.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah in Algonac&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111731483501810653?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111731483501810653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111731483501810653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731483501810653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111731483501810653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/hannah-in-algonac.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111696333033279096</id><published>2005-05-24T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T13:11:00.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show the blind man</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.chud.com/chudvd/reviews/images2/c9.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Acts 9, Saul sees the light... and then he sees nothing for days. His head must have been spinning. He thought he was defending the true faith, now he finds out he had actually been persecuting it. What irony, a blinding vision allowed him to see. And the man most hellbent on stopping the church becomes the one man (other than Jesus) most responsible for its worldwide success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Males me wonder if there could be a modern-day equivalent out there. Think of the person most hellbent to stop the church in our day... The president of the ACLU? Marilyn Manson? Osama Bin Laden? Think of the impact such a person could have if Jesus met them and turned their life around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of this section though, is the Lord's message to Ananias: "I will show him how much he must suffer for my name." I will show the blind man what life with me will be like. Yet, instead of complaining of the new assignment of suffering, he would often boast about it. (Phil 3:7-14) Man, I long to see some Big-Time repentance like that in my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111696333033279096?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Show the blind man'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111696333033279096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111696333033279096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111696333033279096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111696333033279096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/show-blind-man.html' title='Show the blind man'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111599020666991088</id><published>2005-05-13T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T06:35:56.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Order of the Sheep</title><content type='html'>After the accounts of Stephen (a man of great power who laid down his life) and Simon (a man of power whose lust for more power brought condemnation upon himself) comes the account of the Ethiopian Eunuch (8:26-40).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little digging shows that this "baptism passage" says a whole lot about power. The Ethiopian was a servant to the Queen. She ruled for her son, the King, because Ethiopian kings thought themselves to be the sons of the Sun (god). That, they believed, made them much too divine for the business of governing. So the Eunuch was familiar with a son of a god who was so powerful (divine) that he was useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that, he himself was a high-ranking official, but being a eunuch may have felt too emascualted to feel powerful. I won't over-analyze here, but the tension between being a powerful man and an emasculated man is too much to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is reading Isaiah, perhaps because it contains the good news for eunuchs (Isaiah 56:4, 5... is there a word play in there?). He was reading this from Isaiah 53:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was led as a sheep to the slaughter, and as a lamb is silent before the shearers, so he opened not his mouth; 33 in his humiliation, justice was denied him; and who can express the wickedness of the people of his generation? For his life is taken from the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kalisher.com/images/big/2210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip explains to him that this "sheep to the slaughter" was the Messiah, Son of the True God.  What a contrast from the son of a god he had already known.   Apparently, such a powerful man acting in such a selfless way was very attractive to the Ethopian. He decides to surrender his life to the Lamb in the waters of baptism, which is itself a pouring out of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a book about the church's beginnings have so much about the pursuit of power in it? I have an opinion. When surrounded by sheep, the temptation to "power up" and take charge (with all the emotional highs and the status that go with that) is very real and very dangerous. To be right, we, the sheep, must follow the First Sheep, Jesus. He did not pursue his own power, but poured out his power for the good of others.  That's what Stepehen was doing. That's what Simon did not get. That is what won the heart of an emasculated Ethiopian powerhouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111599020666991088?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='The Order of the Sheep'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111599020666991088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111599020666991088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111599020666991088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111599020666991088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/order-of-sheep.html' title='The Order of the Sheep'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111523519286071050</id><published>2005-05-04T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T13:01:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>power and servanthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;code&gt;Acts 8:5-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a huge contrast between Stephen and Simon. One with true power did not seek more power even when his life was on the line. The other saught power whatever the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, was none too thrilled with Simon's heart. The self-seeking nature of his request was diametrically opposed to the heart of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.news3.yimg.com/img.news.yahoo.com/util/anysize/380,http%3A%2F%2Fus.news2.yimg.com%2Fus.yimg.com%2Fp%2Fap%2F20050503%2Fcapt.bag12305032334.iraq__bag123.jpg"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this photo because it shows someone like Stephen who had power butthe heart of the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///////////////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I tried to write something about my brother, Jason. He died three years ago. I didn't/couldn't finish it. Maybe soemday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111523519286071050?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='power and servanthood'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111523519286071050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111523519286071050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111523519286071050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111523519286071050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/05/power-and-servanthood.html' title='power and servanthood'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111402239063415519</id><published>2005-04-20T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:39:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Persecution</title><content type='html'>8:1-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did God cause the persecution to get the church "off its backside" and on with the plan (1:8)?  Or did God take the opportunity created by evil and use it expand the church?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, we are not given the answer.  Either way, we see God is in control and the church is an unstoppable force. (Matthew 16:18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the book, we need to ask, "What can stop a church from succeeding?"  The church started in extraordinary circumstances, the Sanhedrin has tried to stop it a couple of times, inside problems threatened it (Ananias and the Grecian widow problem), and now murderers threaten it; but each threat only makes it stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop Christ's church.  There are rough spots, but they can be used either as friction to slow us or as traction to speed us up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111402239063415519?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Persecution'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111402239063415519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111402239063415519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111402239063415519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111402239063415519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/04/persecution.html' title='Persecution'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111357938938025314</id><published>2005-04-15T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:36:29.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achan and Ananias revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://community.gospelcom.net/Brix?pageID=1854"&gt;Ray Vanderlaan&lt;/a&gt; said that Achan was not punished just for stealing.  Lots of people steal.  You could even say that all of us steal in one way or another.  The reason he was so severely punished was because his actions radically contrasted and threatened the community that God was trying to establish.  He was not just disobedient, he was only thinking of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Achan's New Testament counterpart, the same could be said for Ananias.  This would help explain God's severity toard Ananias and Saphira.  Their deeds struck at the heart of this new community that God had established.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for posts on power as we move into Acts 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111357938938025314?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/04/hero-of-faith.html#comments' title='Achan and Ananias revisited'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111357938938025314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111357938938025314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111357938938025314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111357938938025314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/04/achan-and-ananias-revisited.html' title='Achan and Ananias revisited'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111331921192163241</id><published>2005-04-12T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:20:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The death of a homeless man</title><content type='html'>Every other week, a group of our people from the church go down to Detroit to hand out meals to the homeless.  They are led by my friend, Dave Thomas.  I asked him to share about a recent experience they had down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While much of the world mourned the death of Pope John Paul II, a homeless man layed on a loading dock in an alley, he was deceased.  His cold lifeless body lay bundled up underneath a pile of blankets as though he had just went to sleep.  Here he is, somebody's son or brother, someone’s husband or father and here he lays in an alley dead and his family may never know what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We last saw him alive 2 weeks ago.  He would always wake up to interact with us.  He would always send us back to the van for another blanket or a pair of socks or another meal; he could devour one meal before you could get back to him with another.  Maybe sending us back to the van for some other item was his way of keeping us there just a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight he didn’t rise up to talk to us when we brought him a tray of food.  I watched from the van as Ed and Terry tried to wake him up. The Holy Spirit had my eyes fixed on his lack of movement.  After an unsuccessful attempt to wake him up the guys set his food down next to him and came back to the van.  Several times I tried to drive away but the Holy Spirit stopped me.  My eyes were fixed on the bundle of blankets where he laid.  I couldn’t just drive away. Ed finally said “What ever the Holy Spirit is telling you to do you had better do it”.  I immediately got out of the van to try to wake him up again.  Ed came with me.  We took a second tray of food knowing he would want more then one.  I called him a few times to wake him and when he still didn’t move I kicked his foot to wake him.  When I did the blanket came up and off his foot and a smell rose up, bad enough to tell us he was either very sick or he was no longer with us.  Inside I wanted to pull the blanket off his head to see if he was ok but I was afraid of what I might see.  We called 911 and said a prayer but deep down inside I think we knew he was gone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad it must be to die cold and alone.  Perhaps afraid, knowing that death was immanent.  No one there that you can call to get help for that crushing pain in your chest or fever that seems to burn you alive.  How horrible that no one was there to help him in his time of greatest need. But nevertheless it was his time and no one could stop that.   He was probably one of a thousand homeless in a thousand different places across America that lay dead in some obscured place.  This is probably the end that will come to most homeless people, to die cold and alone in an alley or an abandoned building somewhere unless God grants them the grace to come off the street and out of this life style.  Seeing their life and their end, it is all the more important that we Christians do all that we can to make their life a little better without judgment of how they got there.  Jesus said “What you do for the least of these my brothers you have done it unto me”. I think it was appropriate that we the chosen of God found this man at the unction of the Holy Spirit.  It was as though God Himself picked him up out of the alley and delivered him to have a proper burial until the Day of Judgment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although homeless, nameless and an apparent nobody, this man was of the utmost importance to all Christians.  In his death he was more important then the Pope himself. Why? Because the Pope was a dignitary and in this he represented the dignitaries of the world.  He was a Catholic and represented all the Catholics of the world. But this mans death represented all the unsaved people of the world, not that he was not saved, I don’t know, but that he died cold and alone and in a dark and lonely place.  The Bible says of the unsaved that they too are dead in their trespass and sins and I tell you that the stench of their sins as putrefying flesh rise before the nostrils of God continually.  But we are the Called of God, a people chosen by God. You are the light of the world and the light on a hill cannot be hid.  Through you the world shall not walk in darkness.  You are the salt of the earth and those whom you touch with the gospel of Christ shall not see death.  Without you the world is a graveyard full of dead men’s bones and with you the world has the light of life.  Jesus said “All power is given unto me”.  As he gave us the authority to make disciples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only are the caretakers of this world, you only have the bread of life in one hand and the word of life in the other and both are life giving only when we give them out.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Dave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111331921192163241?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='The death of a homeless man'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111331921192163241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111331921192163241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111331921192163241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111331921192163241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/04/death-of-homeless-man.html' title='The death of a homeless man'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111331884668769945</id><published>2005-04-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:14:06.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A hero of faith</title><content type='html'>The following was written by my friend, Jeff McGuire.  He is an Ohio State, Nascar, and Country music fan.  Other than that he is a really guy, and I really appreciate what he has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 6:5 - 7:60.  Stephen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of the great men of Christianity who comes to mind???  the disciples, Paul maybe Abraham or Moses?  Stephen is probably not one of the first people to come to mind.  But what a man he was, he is truly one of the pillars of Christianity.  He is only mentioned in the book of acts and scarcely more than a chapter there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to be remembered?  What is the first thing that comes to peoples minds when they are asked to describe you? Would they describe you by profession, looks, family, wealth, maybe personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to Luke’s mind when he described Stephen was that Stephen is “a man full of faith and the Holy Spirit.” (Acts 6:5)  How wonderful.  I only hope that I am remembered in the same light.  The problem is that my desire to be remembered as such is fueled by my sinful nature.  The next thing we learn about Stephen is in Acts 6:8, here we learn that he is “a man full of God’s grace and power”.  What more could one aspire to be than a man full of faith, The Holy Spirit, grace and God’s power.  In these two verses we learn enough about Stephen to know that he is truly one of the great men of the Bible. There is so much more, Stephen emulates Jesus in his very being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of the synagogue argued with Stephen but could not compete with his wisdom, which came from the spirit.  This angered them so much that they brought forth false charges against him and brought him before the Sanhedrin. When his accusers presented their false charges, Stephen’s face was like an Angel.  Although he knew that this trial could lead to his death he was totally at peace.  Most would be trembling with a mix of emotions ranging from fear to rage to hatred towards the accusers but Stephen quietly waited his turn to speak.  Then he proceeded to walk them through the scriptures from Abraham to Jesus.  Stephen was bold enough to throw out some accusations of his own.  He accused them of resisting the Holy Spirit, killing the prophets, and of betraying and murdering the righteous one of God!  The Sanhedrin was mortified they gnashed their teeth and covered their ears as they seized Stephen to stone him.  Stephen with face like an Angel looked up and said "look, I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God."  Then he prayed that God would forgive them and asked Jesus to receive his spirit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I would handle that kind of situation with such dignity and grace, giving all glory to God.  Stephen is a role model for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jeff, Good insight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111331884668769945?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='A hero of faith'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111331884668769945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111331884668769945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111331884668769945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111331884668769945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/04/hero-of-faith.html' title='A hero of faith'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111177424816175896</id><published>2005-03-25T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:10:48.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/elibunny.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/elibunny.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this one was too cute not to publish.  That's our Eli bunny.  Man, is he going to me for this some day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111177424816175896?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111177424816175896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111177424816175896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111177424816175896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111177424816175896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-thought-this-one-was-too-cute-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111160110203213492</id><published>2005-03-23T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T10:12:47.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can anyone make sense of this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 27:51-53: ...The earth shook and the rocks split. 52 The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. 53 They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  I'd like your thoughts on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111160110203213492?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Can anyone make sense of this?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111160110203213492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111160110203213492&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111160110203213492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111160110203213492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/can-anyone-make-sense-of-this.html' title='Can anyone make sense of this?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111091757035586157</id><published>2005-03-15T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:32:25.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>many hats for many heads</title><content type='html'>Luke 6:1-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first church-split is avoided, and the church becomes much stronger, because of the wisdom of the Apostles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lot of things they didn't do (i.e. point fingers, dismiss the compalints as silly, try harder to pass out food more fairly).  What they did do is look to the rest of the church for the solution.  In doing this they passed on authority and power to seven more leaders.  They gave up the food-distributor hat to focus on the prayer and word (teaching?) hat.  Wearing many hats requires a big head, somehting they could not afford to have.  Dispensing jobs (and with them authority and control) to the rest of the body of Christ requires humility.  And it breeds health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to do too much?  Perhaps it's time to empower some helpers.  Surrender the hats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111091757035586157?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='many hats for many heads'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111091757035586157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111091757035586157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111091757035586157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111091757035586157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/many-hats-for-many-heads.html' title='many hats for many heads'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111038593661537217</id><published>2005-03-09T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:40:23.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth Reading</title><content type='html'>I wanted to encourage you to look at two sites that have been exceptional as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is: &lt;a href="http://ranticles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ranticles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very good writer and always has lots of interesting images to go along with his writing. But his posts for Lent have been his best. Instead of writing his own stuff he has just posted Scripture (and a few other quotes) with very telling photos. He has linked some Scriptures together in a very insightful way. See "6teen" and "8teen" especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also excited about &lt;a href="http://www.followtherabbi.com/"&gt;followtherabbi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's filled with interesting Bible background stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111038593661537217?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Worth Reading'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111038593661537217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111038593661537217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111038593661537217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111038593661537217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/worth-reading.html' title='Worth Reading'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111037955419770540</id><published>2005-03-09T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T06:50:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to be when you grow up?</title><content type='html'>After being flogged and further threatened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acts 5:41 The apostles left the Sanhedrin, rejoicing because they had been counted worthy of suffering disgrace for the Name. &lt;/em&gt;  (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their excitement comes from being able to walk the path of Jesus. Being a disciple of Jesus means becoming like him. But it's not a buffet-style commitment. "I'll take the purity but leave the sorts of people he hung out with. I'll take the boldness to take on the money-changers and leave the boldness to stand with the woman caught in adultery. I'll take the eternal glory and leave the cross." You cannot do that. There is only one Jesus and we must accept (i.e. try to emulate) him fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is really cool. Not only is he the shepherd of his sheep. But he himself exemplified what kind of sheep we are to be (1 Corinthians 5:6-8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111037955419770540?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='What do you want to be when you grow up?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111037955419770540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111037955419770540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111037955419770540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111037955419770540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow.html' title='What do you want to be when you grow up?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-111030029178355375</id><published>2005-03-08T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T08:52:27.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something worth listening to</title><content type='html'>There is a Preacher out in Grand Rapids, MI named Rob Bell. His teaching has been very inspiring to me recently. He gives a lot of background information that makes the Scripture come alive. He has caused me to rethink the way I view discipleship. Here is a link to his churches website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mhbcmi.org/listen/index.php"&gt;http://www.mhbcmi.org/listen/index.php&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mhbcmi.org/listen/index.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can dowload his sermons for free in MP3 and other formats. I would especially recommend his sermons of the "salvation of my stuff". If you have a fast enough connection, you can watch a video of his sermon of discipleship at this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.willowcreek.com/servicebuilder/servicepages/service.asp?servid=156"&gt;http://www.willowcreek.com/servicebuilder/servicepages/service.asp?servid=156&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are as encouraged as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-111030029178355375?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/' title='Something worth listening to'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/111030029178355375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=111030029178355375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111030029178355375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/111030029178355375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-worth-listening-to.html' title='Something worth listening to'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110978343890995119</id><published>2005-03-02T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:16:41.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The credibility of the church</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Acts 5:26 At that, the captain went with his officers and brought the apostles. They did not use force, because they feared that the people would stone them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that being the captain of the Temple Guard would buy you some credibility. You would think that the Jews would fall in line with the High Priest and the Sanhedrin. Yet the Temple guard did not assume such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was apparently quite a bit of support on the side of the apostles even among the non-believers. They had earned the credibility. They had done this by a) not doing anything immoral or foolish to embarrass the church b) speaking boldly about what they had witnessed c) performing acts of kindness (see verses 15 and 16) and d) producing real results that could not be done without God (see verses 15 and 16 again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your church's credibility in the community? Would those who are not even associated with your church take up for your church because of the obvious good that is being done? Could those four things above be said about you and your church?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110978343890995119?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110978343890995119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110978343890995119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110978343890995119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110978343890995119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/credibility-of-church.html' title='The credibility of the church'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110970662794128176</id><published>2005-03-01T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T11:50:27.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm.... Colonnade</title><content type='html'>I was just looking at Acts 5:12-16 and 1 thing became really clear to me.  The way Luke uses the term "believers" is a lot different than the way we usually use the term believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modern definition of believers-&lt;/span&gt; those who have mentally (and probably verbally) acknowledged that Jesus died on the cross so that we could be declared innocent by God and go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke's definition of believers-&lt;/span&gt; people who are willing to make huge risks that non-believers never would.  People who are so sold-out to the fellowship of the kingdom that they would risk their lives to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some questions:  Would someone who did not believe ever live the same lifestyle that you do?  Why or why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say you believe something if you "never put your money where you mouth is"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110970662794128176?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110970662794128176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110970662794128176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110970662794128176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110970662794128176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/03/mmmm-colonnade.html' title='Mmmm.... Colonnade'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110934168242842424</id><published>2005-02-25T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T06:28:02.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No shakin' it</title><content type='html'>"With his wife's full knowledge, he kept back part of the money for himself..." (Acts 5:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this Sapphira dies?  What was she supposed to do. rat out her husband?  This is a tough question.  It's not easy for me to swallow punishment of Ananias, so to say that Sappira, who seemed to play the role of silent by-stander, is so culpable... it's difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It speaks loudly of our responsibility to keep each other honest, especially within a marriage relationship.  We don't walk with Christ in isolation.  Our actions affect others.  Others actions affect us.  Just ask Achan's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of Sapphira the next time you are tempted to look the other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110934168242842424?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110934168242842424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110934168242842424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110934168242842424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110934168242842424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-shakin-it.html' title='No shakin&apos; it'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110857279858990390</id><published>2005-02-16T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:05:41.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achan it</title><content type='html'>Ananias was a sort of new Achan. You remember him. When Israel marched and shouted the walls of Jericho down, they were told to destroy everything. But Achan liked what he saw too much. He took a robe, some silver and some gold. He hid them under his tent... where he could really enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both stories come in the midst of a time of great idealism, a time when things could hardly be better. Israel in Achan's day and the church in Ananias' day were both moving together in perfect faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both times we have these feel-good stories interrupted by a harsh punch to the gut. Achan and his wife and kids must have stones throne at them until they die. Ananias and his wife are killed by the hand of God through the voice of Peter. How jarring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is God so stern?  Why must all these people die? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this I learn that obeying God is serious. I learn that he is bigger and more complex than we assumed. He is not just a big cuddly Abba. I learn what a big deal pardon is in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both times, it seems, these public accounts serve as a reminder to a newborn faith community that God is not one to be fooled with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose we should take this opportunity to check under our tents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110857279858990390?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110857279858990390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110857279858990390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110857279858990390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110857279858990390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/achan-it.html' title='Achan it'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110805348318918035</id><published>2005-02-10T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:23:09.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakin' it</title><content type='html'>Apparently, they were there. They were in the congregation the day Joe brought in the money he got from selling his estate. They experienced the revitalizing encouragement that such a sacrifice brought to the whole church. They were there when the Apostles slapped him on the back saying, “Good Ole Joe. Always knows how to brighten things up. We’ll call you ‘Mr. Encouragement’.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they were there and were enticed by the aura of honor. Perhaps they thought of Joe the way many of us think about martyrs, “I would have done the same thing, given the opportunity.” Perhaps they even let such boasts be heard, so when their piece of property sold, there was a heavy bit of expectation. Perhaps everyone was waiting with baited breath for them to deliver on their claim. But that was a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No one said we HAVE to give it all. So what if Joseph did? Good for him! We’ll give most of it. Keep just a little for a rainy day. It’s still a very considerable sacrifice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you should have seen the looks on people’s faces when he brought in all that money. “Good Ole Ananias! He came through on his boasts! God is gracious!” He felt good. He felt appreciated. As well he should have. That was a lot of money. “Another Joseph!” someone shouted. “Looks as if Encouragement bore twins.” He very much understood the insinuations. They think this is the full price. "Minor details.” He figured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is this the full price you received from that piece of property?” Peter asked him. He was going to tell the truth. Why wouldn’t he? There is nothing wrong with an eighty-five per cent tithe. Some serious needs will be met with this gift. The poor will eat. The naked will be clothed. Why wouldn’t he tell the truth? It’s not like he is stealing. It was his property. The price he received was his money to do with as he liked. Why would he lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned around to see a small crowd now gathering behind him, beaming with enthusiasm and clamoring to hear his response. Even Joseph was in the crowd. “Is this the full price you received from that piece of property?” &lt;em&gt;Ahh… what difference does that make!? Don’t let these people down. Tell them what they want to hear. These are God’s precious people. Don’t discourage them with details. Stop hesitating. They’ll be suspicious. Answer! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes…”  he said as he fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was sincere. His gift encouraged the church. Ananias was insincere. His gift brought great fear to the church. The difference between being real and putting on a show was life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I might post on the account of Ananias and Sapphira more than once.  There is a lot to be said about his very troubling story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110805348318918035?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110805348318918035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110805348318918035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110805348318918035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110805348318918035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/fakin-it.html' title='Fakin&apos; it'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110787827948432902</id><published>2005-02-08T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T07:57:59.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look</title><content type='html'>The reason that I have a new look is mostly that my wife has started a blog and wanted to use the polka dots.  I thought it would be lame if our blogs had the same template, so I changed it.  Her blog is intended to be a place to share pictures and family news for her siblings.  Right now it has a bunch of pictures of my family, mostly featuring our new addtion.  You can check it out here: &lt;a href="http://coccofamily.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got several things that I want to write about including a look at Acts 5.  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110787827948432902?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110787827948432902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110787827948432902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110787827948432902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110787827948432902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-look.html' title='new look'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110744409301244555</id><published>2005-02-03T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T07:21:33.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needing some Nabas</title><content type='html'>Acts 4:36-37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 Joseph, a Levite from Cyprus, whom the apostles called Barnabas (which means Son of Encouragement), 37 sold a field he owned and brought the money and put it at the apostles' feet. &lt;br /&gt;(from New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph got the nickname Bar (son of) Nabas (encouragment) one could assume, because he was such an encouragement.  So, what did he do that was so encouraging?  what can we learn about encouraging others from?  He becomes a major player in Acts, and almost every time he is mentioned is doing something encouraging.  But let us focus on his introduction here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term "encouragement" means to instill courage into someone, courage to face the day, stnad up under trials, resist temptation, whatever.  The main we try to encourage people is with our words.  But that is probably the least effective way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I presume the reason the Apostles called Joseph "Mr. Encouragement" is that he found a more dynamic and effective way to encourage.  He sold himself out to the cause of Christ, the church.  by his actions he communicated to the Apostles and everyone else in the church "This thing is real.  It is worth sacrificing all we have for.  I'm committed in love to everyone here."  Actions spoke so much louder than words would have. Such sacrificial actions helped strengthen the church to stand up under the persecution it would soon face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you desire to be an encouragement to someone, stnad with them.  Show them with your actions that you are dedicated to them.  If you want to give your church the courage it needs to face whatever may come, be the first to throw yourself in whole-heartedly.  Set a precident of sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that we are up against, encouragement needs more than one son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110744409301244555?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110744409301244555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110744409301244555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110744409301244555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110744409301244555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/needing-some-nabas.html' title='Needing some Nabas'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110728399859771989</id><published>2005-02-01T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T10:53:18.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/Aertsen&amp;#39;s%20adoration%20of%20shepherds.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/Aertsen&amp;#39;s%20adoration%20of%20shepherds.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting is Aertsen's "The Adoration of the Shepherds"  There are several things I find amusing about this painting.  I don't know if you can tell, but Mary is wearing a cross necklace.  But the big question is why is that cow staring at me?  Does he know something?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110728399859771989?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110728399859771989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110728399859771989&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110728399859771989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110728399859771989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-painting-is-aertsens-adoration-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110685757987227133</id><published>2005-01-27T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:26:19.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No needy persons</title><content type='html'>The first church “had no needy persons among them.”  The church had over 5,000 people in it by this time and not one in need.  It’s staggering when you think about it.  Not one falling through the cracks in a group that big.  It was only possible, because “no one claimed any of his possessions as his own”.  “From time to time”  people were selling their property to make sure everyone in the body had their needs met.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are dozens (if not hundreds) of churches in this country with 5,000 people.  But how many 5,000 who are “one in heart and mind”.  How many have 5,000 people so committed to one another that they would look at the wealth and say “not my wealth… the Kingdom’s wealth.”  The church I belong to is good church with only between 70 and 100 people, and I don’t think we could claim to be at this level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably why they were such a force to be reckoned with.  The Kingdom of God was real to them.  They were committed to one another.  The world understood the love of God by seeing how they loved one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a challenge:  Go through your most valuable possessions (home, bank account, car, collections…).  Remind yourself item by item, that you have “surrendered all” to Jesus.  So, my mini-van becomes the King’s mini-van.  My home is Christ’s home.  Etc...  Are they being used in that way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110685757987227133?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110685757987227133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110685757987227133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110685757987227133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110685757987227133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-needy-persons.html' title='No needy persons'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110677137388139575</id><published>2005-01-26T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T12:29:33.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Is for Losers</title><content type='html'>When I first heard Steve Taylor’s song by this title, I was rubbed the wrong way.  I had great admiration for Steve Taylor, yet how could he say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sampling of the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was groping&lt;br /&gt;Groping around for some ladder to fame&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed &lt;br /&gt;If I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;Hoping respect would make a sturdy footstool&lt;br /&gt;I am a fool &lt;br /&gt;Bone-weary every climb&lt;br /&gt;Blindsided every time &lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;I am needy and dry&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;The self-made need not apply &lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;In a desert crawl&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm so thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the waterfall &lt;br /&gt;He is not saying that the Way is the losing side.  He is saying that Jesus is the only place for losers.  Through the years, as the Lord has humbled me bit by bit, Taylor’s lyrics have begun to sound like an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Acts 4, Peter tells the religious winners (all the ruling priests) that Jesus was the stone you builders rejected, but now he had ascended to the place of greatest prominence.  As a loser who knows the sting of rejection, I’ll follow Jesus to victory, tooting his horn all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110677137388139575?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110677137388139575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110677137388139575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110677137388139575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110677137388139575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/jesus-is-for-losers.html' title='Jesus Is for Losers'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110614950730970181</id><published>2005-01-19T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T07:45:07.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do the nations rage?</title><content type='html'>I know it’s been a while since I wrote on Acts.  Holidays and babies will do that to you.  I will be interspersing family pictures and stories between the Acts stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Acts 4, Peter and John are detained and questioned by the religious authorities.  I guess they didn’t like Peter and John preaching Jesus in the Temple, and telling people that the religious leaders “killed the author of life.”  It’s not hard to see why they are upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They threaten them, and tell them not to preach Jesus anymore.  Peter and John go back to the church, and what follows is one of my favorite biblical prayers.  It says that when the church heard the news, “they raised their voices together in prayer to God.”  And what follows is a beautiful demonstration of the power available when the church unites in prayer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you find is 24-28 is pure praise, a recounting of who God is and what he has done.  These words were a declaration of confidence.  “We know we come to the right place to ask for help.”  It’s amazing how declaring confidence in God can affect us.  As we speak them our confidence grows.  After declaring their confidence the church prayed a bold prayer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did not pray for safety.  They did not pray that no one would be harmed.  They did not pray for God to iron out the differences between them and the religious leaders.  They prayed that God would enable them to speak of Jesus with boldness.  They knew the threats.  They knew what could and probably would happen.  But they wanted to see God’s will to overcome all opposition.  They prayed for God to move powerfully not to protect their lives but to expand the Kingdom.  And in verse 31, we see God honor that beautiful prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note: What does it mean that they were filled with the Holy Spirit?  Weren’t they already?  I’ll post my opinion in the comments in a couple of days.    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110614950730970181?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110614950730970181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110614950730970181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110614950730970181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110614950730970181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-do-nations-rage.html' title='Why do the nations rage?'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110554827808916722</id><published>2005-01-12T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T08:44:38.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/eli_hospital.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/eli_hospital.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Eli's hospital picture.  It looks remarakalby like Hannah's hospital picture.  Any tips on how not to get peed on when change a boy's diaper?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110554827808916722?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110554827808916722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110554827808916722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110554827808916722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110554827808916722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-elis-hospital-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110521524828169992</id><published>2005-01-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T12:14:08.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!</title><content type='html'>On my Monday my wife gave birth to a beautiful baby boy.  His name is Eli Willis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after he was born, he was taken off to the NICU for testing.  He had to stay there for about almost 48 hours.  Turns out that it was nothing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindie did amazing.  I am in awe of her.  She handled the delivery and crisis with such grace.  She is an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is doing very well with it as you can see below.  She is doing better than I would have thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still waiting for the hospital to post his picture at which point I will provide a link or something.  I need to take more pictures, but as most of you know; having a new baby around really limits your ability to get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share more on a day when my eyes aren't crossing from exhaustion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110521524828169992?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110521524828169992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110521524828169992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110521524828169992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110521524828169992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110521464313234343</id><published>2005-01-08T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T12:04:03.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/640/100_1654.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/2301/320/100_1654.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hannah as big sister.  She loves the role and is well-suited for it.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110521464313234343?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110521464313234343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110521464313234343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110521464313234343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110521464313234343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-hannah-as-big-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916759.post-110425685146344575</id><published>2004-12-28T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T10:00:51.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An annual report</title><content type='html'>Tom Peters encourages people to make an annual report of their lives in his business leadership book 'project:04'.  I encouraged the church to do this last Sunday morning.  The title, of the annual report I asked people to make was this:  What Jesus did for me in 2004.  Here is a slightly edited version of my report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Jesus did for me in 2004:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He built new friendships. (I don’t want to list the names here for fear of leaving some out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He built stronger friendships.  (I did not list names for the same reason as above). Blogging and the glccalumni board has allowed me to renew and strengthen several friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He revitalized my relationship with my brother, Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He developed me further as a father and husband by teaching me more about how to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He increased my love and appreciation for my wife, Cindie and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blessed me with a new addition (soon to arrive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me more about the kingdom, and especially its manifestation within Christian fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has developed more partners to carry the load of building the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept my whole family alive and in relatively good health.   He delivered Hannah from her Mother’s Day sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has not only kept us financially afloat, but has increased our resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me to wait on him by delaying our move and the baby’s arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenged me with the writings of Rick Warren, John Ortberg, Bill Hybels, and Dallas Willard, and with films like The Passion, Signs, Bruce Almighty, Saved!, Bourne Supremacy, Miracle on 34th Street, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept my fire for church-work burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened my mind to the bigness of God by causing me to see a place within his kingdom for those I have considered to be liberal theologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used me to comfort some who were dying, some who were losing loved ones, some who faced many other crises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to me to challenge people to deeper, richer, riskier living for the cause of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used me to help usher several individuals across the line into God’s good graces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my family about expand, and the church in motion, he has set me up for a wonderful and fruitful 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916759-110425685146344575?l=shannonthinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/feeds/110425685146344575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916759&amp;postID=110425685146344575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110425685146344575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916759/posts/default/110425685146344575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shannonthinks.blogspot.com/2004/12/annual-report.html' title='An annual report'/><author><name>shannoncaroland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070799610382050157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
