<?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-5796917040133350656</id><updated>2012-02-01T11:43:37.046-05:00</updated><category term='guardrails'/><category term='holy'/><category term='guidelines'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='globalrichlist.com'/><category term='lost'/><category term='bible'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='waves'/><category term='storms'/><category term='jezebel'/><category term='doves'/><category term='God'/><category term='beach'/><category term='music'/><category term='sharks attacks'/><category term='roller coaster'/><category term='poison'/><category term='loan mod'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='depression'/><category term='faith'/><category term='journey'/><category term='serpents'/><category term='lions'/><category term='despair'/><category term='hope'/><category term='gps'/><category term='surf'/><category term='Tarp'/><category term='water'/><category term='satan'/><category term='judgemental'/><category term='SDSU'/><category term='mercy'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Reap'/><category term='CCC'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Sow'/><category term='debt'/><category term='Manna'/><category term='u2'/><category term='drifting'/><category term='elijah'/><category term='bitternes'/><category term='resentment'/><category term='miracles'/><title type='text'>The Rudder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-57357444799804406</id><published>2012-02-01T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:35:31.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube Fight</title><content type='html'>Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ephesians&lt;/span&gt; 4:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sacrilege&lt;/span&gt;!  Remove themes like these from schools immediately!  What, you would rather have kids respect each other, and consider others first? Heaven forbid any scripture based theme is allowed to marinate with our youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest son posted a school fight on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; and has thousands of hits.  I guess it's fairly normal these days.  Not when I went to school!  The 10 Commandments were posted outside in the hall for all to see.  Lets see; don't lie, kill or steal, desire or be jealous of others stuff. Don't be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adulterous&lt;/span&gt;, and love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing those crazy ideas have been removed from our kids eyes! Those ideas are evil aren't they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-57357444799804406?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/57357444799804406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/57357444799804406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/57357444799804406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='Youtube Fight'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5970975553105826742</id><published>2012-01-31T11:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:43:37.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mighty Fortress</title><content type='html'>Whatever long dark nights you face, whatever giants of fear you are facing, know this; God is an ever-present help in times of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 46 says this. "God is our refuge and strength a very present help..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+46&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+46&amp;amp;version=NIV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psalmist tells us that through all of the turbulence, God is with us. God is our refuge and strength when problems shake our world. He has such awesome power that the world actually melts at the sound of his voice. God is in control and will be exalted.  How can you know morning without midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let this passage remind you that God is ever-present, the morning will come, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the battle has already been won!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5970975553105826742?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5970975553105826742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/whatever-long-dark-nights-you-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5970975553105826742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5970975553105826742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/whatever-long-dark-nights-you-face.html' title='A Mighty Fortress'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5792997199651584559</id><published>2012-01-30T17:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:45:10.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Blink of an Eye</title><content type='html'>Scary day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top down, music &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blaring&lt;/span&gt;, enjoying the morning, and then, in a blink of an eye...Screech, clunk, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squeal&lt;/span&gt;, thunk!  Two cars in front of me crash as they run over and swerve to miss a car jack in the road.  While I didn't crash, I did run it over and destroyed my wheels and tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll embrace every moment I'm given.  There's a reason I'm alive in a blink of an eye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3YN3ojs9SE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3YN3ojs9SE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5792997199651584559?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5792997199651584559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-blink-of-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5792997199651584559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5792997199651584559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-blink-of-eye.html' title='In the Blink of an Eye'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3992995730160751634</id><published>2012-01-25T10:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:21:53.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real and Spectactular</title><content type='html'>She's a desperate housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was Lois opposite of Dean Cain's character Clark.  She was real and spectacular on a Seinfeld episode. She's worked with Sly Stallone, Kurt Russsell, had a GMC motorhome.  A Bond girl, wife, and mother.  I would always joke with my wife, if I weren't married, there's always...Teri Hatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I know about her does not equate to having a relationship with her does it?  And no, I'm not  a stalker.  Here's the thing; for so many years, churches have been all about sitting in lines, learning about God, reading about Him, studying accounts of Him in the Bible...The primary focus has been teaching and discipleship, many times at a cost of the development of a personal and intimate relationship with God. This has resulted in a form of religion, but one without much power.  I have known people who can quote a Bible verse as fluently as I can spout about Ms Hatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early church, the rabbi was there primarily for quality control, not as the primary teacher and speaker. He did not even address the people from an elevated platform. The whole congregation was in a more circular format, each sharing what they believed God was saying. The focus was on the power of God working through each individual, to have a real and spectacular relationship with the God of the universe.  Circles better than lines...I get that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3992995730160751634?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3992995730160751634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-and-spectactular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3992995730160751634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3992995730160751634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-and-spectactular.html' title='Real and Spectactular'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3493941097697650287</id><published>2012-01-24T08:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:02:07.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 9:11-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 But when the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with such scum?”&lt;br /&gt; 12 When Jesus heard this, he said, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do.” 13 Then he added, “Now go and learn the meaning of this Scripture: ‘I want you to show mercy, not offer sacrifices.’ For I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I invite people to visit the church I attend, the excuse comes back like-"why would I go there? They're all hypocrites!"Unfortunately, the impression that is portrayed all around us is that "Church folk" all sit around singing Cum-by-ya and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;condemning&lt;/span&gt; everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, consider the following from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eastlake&lt;/span&gt; blog- "...for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God" and "...it is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I told my friend that lots of people show up at church every week in a broken spiritual condition, quite often of their own doing. Just as it's easy to be cynical about self-inflicted issues at the hospital--especially when the cure is already known, it's easy to be cynical about the spiritually broken--especially if we've already worked past a particular sin issue in our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jesus purposely put himself in the midst of people for the purpose of saving them. As soon as I get the idea that broken people aren't worth my time because they're in deep messes of their own doing, I find myself way off base. There will never be a shortage of people making mistakes, and it's up to those of us who have been saved from sin by God's grace to point others toward a path of spiritual health and wholeness in Christ.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3493941097697650287?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3493941097697650287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/hypocrites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3493941097697650287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3493941097697650287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8794298395881029348</id><published>2012-01-23T10:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:05:47.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kodak bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting that the company that was famous for one picture being worth a thousand words is no more.  What can we gleen from it's demise?  Well, for one, they didn't embrace fully the true business they were in. Huh?  They still were into the yellow box film business when in reality, they were in the picture business.  They didn't adjust to the speed of change around them. Know what business you’re in, so that you are free to innovate and explore, cast aside and add, embrace and enlarge.   A great read is "Who Moved My Cheese."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBM almost met the same demise a few years ago when it failed to realise that people were truly interested in a PC, notebook, netbook or tablet.  In my business, real estate, it was just a few short years ago that everyone couldn't wait for the printed MLS books to come out.  Many "oldtimers" dropped out of the business because they failed to recognise the importance of shelling out $5 grand for a laptop. It is far too easy to resist innovation and change because you don’t understand what business you are really in.  As a result, you cling to old methods and programs by resisting change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will work out His calling upon our lives in many different and varied ways. Like Paul and the rest of the New Testament Christians, we are all called with the same glorious calling, yet, each of us has a different and unique outcome and application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, take a snapshot, and ask yourself if you place the idea of calling too much on the thing we do, versus the One we are called to serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8794298395881029348?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8794298395881029348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/snapshot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8794298395881029348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8794298395881029348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/snapshot.html' title='Snapshot'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6356542969080761561</id><published>2011-12-19T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:41:17.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAKE MEMO FIASCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;TO: All Employees&lt;br /&gt;DATE December 1, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: Gala Christmas Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to inform you that the company Christmas Party will take place on December 23rd, starting at noon in the private function room at the Grill House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a cash bar and plenty of drinks! We'll have a small band playing traditional carols... feel free to sing along. And don't be surprised if our CEO shows up dressed as Santa Claus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas tree will be lit at 1:00 PM. Exchanges of gifts among employees can be done at that time; however, no gift should be over $10.00 to make the giving of gifts easy for everyone's pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gathering is only for employees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CEO will make a special announcement at that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you and your family,&lt;br /&gt;Patty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;TO: All Employees&lt;br /&gt;DATE: December 2, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: Gala Holiday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no way was yesterday's memo intended to exclude our Jewish employees. We recognize that Hanukkah is an important holiday, which often coincides with Christmas, though unfortunately not this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, from now on, we're calling it our "Holiday Party." The same policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians and to those still celebrating Reconciliation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no Christmas tree and no Christmas carols will be sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have other types of music for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to you and your family,&lt;br /&gt;Patty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;TO: All Employees&lt;br /&gt;DATE: December 3, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: Holiday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the note I received from a member of Alcoholics Anonymous requesting a non-drinking table, you didn't sign your name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a sign on a table that reads, "AA Only", you wouldn't be anonymous anymore. How am I supposed to handle this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry, but forget about the gift exchange, no gifts are allowed since the union members feel that $10.00 is too much money and the executives believe $10.00 is a little chintzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: NO GIFTS EXCHANGE WILL BE ALLOWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;To: All Employees&lt;br /&gt;DATE: December 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: Generic Holiday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a diverse group we are! I had no idea that December 20th begins the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which forbids eating and drinking during daylight hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes the party! Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this time of year does not accommodate our Muslim employees' beliefs. Perhaps the Grill House can hold off on serving your meal until the end of the party or else package everything for you to take it home in little foil doggy baggy. Will that work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've arranged for members of Weight Watchers to sit farthest from the dessert buffet, and pregnant women will get the table closest to the restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gays are allowed to sit with each other. Lesbians do not have to sit with Gay men, each group will have their own table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there will be flower arrangement for the Gay men's table.&lt;br /&gt;To the person asking permission to cross dress, the Grill House asks that no cross-dressing be allowed, apparently because of concerns about confusion in the restrooms. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have booster seats for short people.&lt;br /&gt;Low-fat food will be available for those on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to report that we cannot control the amount of salt used in the food . The Grill House suggests that people with high blood pressure taste a bite first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be fresh "low sugar" fruits as dessert for diabetics, but the restaurant cannot supply "no sugar" desserts. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anything?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Patty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;TO: All F*%^ing Employees&lt;br /&gt;DATE: December 5, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: The F*%^ing Holiday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it with you vegetarian pricks!!! We're going to keep this party at the Grill House whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the table furthest from the "grill of death," as you so quaintly put it, and you'll get your f*%^ing salad bar, including organic tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, tomatoes have feelings, too. They scream when you slice them. I've heard them scream. I'm hearing them scream right NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you f*%^ing weirdo's can kiss my *ss. I hope you all have a rotten holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive drunk and die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The B*tch from H*ll!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Memo&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Joan Bishop, Acting Human Resources Director&lt;br /&gt;DATE:December 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;RE: Patty Lewis and Holiday Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I speak for all of us in wishing Patty Lewis a speedy recovery from her recent nervous breakdown and I'll continue to forward your cards to her at the asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, management has decided to cancel our Holiday Party and give everyone the afternoon of the 23rd off with full pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6356542969080761561?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6356542969080761561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/fake-memo-fiasco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6356542969080761561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6356542969080761561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/fake-memo-fiasco.html' title='FAKE MEMO FIASCO'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5061758433155762619</id><published>2011-12-19T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:17:49.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Content with What God Sent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning, I was going over Proverbs 16, and the 33rd verse is such a simple statement. "We roll the dice, but God controls the outcome."  Actually, the whole chapter marinates in the same theme. We plan, but God directs our steps.  Sometimes I forget that the number of hairs on our head, He has numbered, He knows if a sparrow falls from the sky, and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it that I let anxiety creep in?  I get upset and question when I can't get consistent work, or when I have to drive 100 miles to do it.  When I fret about my lot or circumstance, I'm meddeling with What God already knows, and is allowing.  Sometimes my thoughts can parrellel what the disciples felt when they thought the boat was going to sink while Jesus comfortably slept.  Would He really let them drown when He knew the plans He had for them later?  Doubtful.  Yep, they freaked out; still had much to learn from the Master!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 5:18-20 talks about this  "Even so, I have noticed one thing, at least, that is good. It is good for people to enjoy your food and wine, and enjoy whatever work under the sun during the short life God has given them, and to accept their lot in life. 19 And it is a good thing to receive wealth from God and the health to enjoy it. To enjoy your work and accept your lot in life—this is indeed a gift from God. 20 God keeps such people so busy enjoying life that they take no time to brood over circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5061758433155762619?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5061758433155762619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-content-with-what-god-sent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5061758433155762619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5061758433155762619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-content-with-what-god-sent.html' title='Be Content with What God Sent'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3625081341719410541</id><published>2011-12-01T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:33:30.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prize the Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Charles Spurgeon quote-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Losses, crosses, heaviness, sickness, poverty, and a thousand other ills, are of the Lord's sending, and come to us with wise design. Frosts kill noxious insects, and put a bound to raging diseases; they break up the clods, and sweeten the soil. O that such good results would always follow our winters of affliction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we prize the fire just now! how pleasant is its cheerful glow! Let us in the same manner prize our Lord, who is the constant source of warmth and comfort in every time of trouble. Let us draw nigh to him, and in him find joy and peace in believing. Let us wrap ourselves in the warm garments of his promises, and go forth to labours which befit the season, for it were ill to be as the sluggard who will not plough by reason of the cold; for he shall beg in summer and have nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3625081341719410541?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3625081341719410541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/prize-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3625081341719410541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3625081341719410541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/prize-fire.html' title='Prize the Fire'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8634346715301067815</id><published>2011-10-29T13:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T14:03:31.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"My son, my precious child,&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I would never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;During your times of trial and suffering,&lt;br /&gt;when you see only one set of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;it was then that I carried you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I saw the Footprints poem in a picture frame on a wall, I thought back on some times in my life when I felt blue and alone.  It is so true that He is carrying us through the toughest of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share another video with lyrics that should stick with you as well... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OX2uM0L3Y1A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OX2uM0L3Y1A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8634346715301067815?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8634346715301067815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8634346715301067815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8634346715301067815'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2460041290598758198</id><published>2011-10-18T22:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:00:03.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever have one of those days, or maybe even a season, where you encounter some form of self doubt? Past choices, present situations, future &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;repercussions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just know God loves us, even when we mess up, and has his angels surrounding us.  I had to share this video because it cover so many different venues of what we struggle with. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oF5CjtrIl_c&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oF5CjtrIl_c&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2460041290598758198?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2460041290598758198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2460041290598758198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2460041290598758198'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2926185779801896239</id><published>2011-10-09T10:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T10:54:48.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HHPP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Dave, all my sisters &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to get married, don't let me down."  I still hear my dad telling me this when I was a teen.   It seemed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I went out with someone; I heard this in my head.  It did the job and there are no fatherless kids running around, and I married the girl of my dreams by choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny to hear one of the pastors say the same thing last week only in a more shocking way.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HHPP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Humble, be Holy, and keep your Pecker in your Pants! I think if the Pastor had said that in the church I grew up in, half the congregation would have fainted, and the other half would have held a meeting to vote him out!  Maybe one of the reasons I like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eastlake&lt;/span&gt; Church is that they don't major on the minor issues in the Bible; no legalism there.  No sharks there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this he week, he crossed the line, when talking about the first 3 chapters in Genesis about the creation of a perfect world, then ruining it by creating....cats.  As a cat lover, I must say he's gone too far ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a hole in your heart and you have no life, God can fill the hole and make you whole so you can Know life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2926185779801896239?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2926185779801896239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/hhpp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2926185779801896239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2926185779801896239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/hhpp.html' title='HHPP'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2049760261124877880</id><published>2011-10-06T08:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:46:22.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Hungry Stay Foolish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Steve Jobs dead at the age of 56.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt of his famous Stanford speech..."Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary...Stay hungry, stay foolish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inner voice...What determines yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2049760261124877880?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2049760261124877880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2049760261124877880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2049760261124877880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='Stay Hungry Stay Foolish'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2609406153673634667</id><published>2011-10-04T08:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:27:03.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love going through promises the Bible gives us when we go through what could be anxious times; one of my favorites is in Isaiah 41:10-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid, for I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;      Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God.&lt;br /&gt;   I will strengthen you and help you.&lt;br /&gt;      I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just amazing just how many people are going through some tremendous stress in there lives. I hear story after story, but there is some good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up to the sounds of my dad magically touching the ivory's of an 1800's finely tuned Steinway Grand piano.  To get to the point where it sounds it's best requires a good 11 &lt;em&gt;tons &lt;/em&gt;of pressure and stress in order to get it to it's sweetest sound.  The stress causes the wood to mold and transform to the makers desire for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us it's the same. Our Maker looks at each of us as a fine-tuned Steinway Grand.  All of us begin as rough wood that He desires to transform and tune. Many times, these experiences  stretch our faith, our families, our frame.  Many times it may feel like we just can't handle the stress, and that's when the anxiety sets in...just know it's part of the process and dwell on the promises we've been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2609406153673634667?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2609406153673634667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2609406153673634667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2609406153673634667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2046624274138985992</id><published>2011-09-22T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:48:56.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt or Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My ears are still ringing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we went out to celebrate a friend's birthday.  She had gotten a dozen of us had VIP seating to the Santana concert.  So there we are enjoying the sights, sounds and the smells of BC days...If I was to visit Starbucks after the concert, I'm sure someone would comment about the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;essense&lt;/span&gt; of marijuana shampoo I must have used.   Yeah, it was the prevailing smell.  It had been a while since going to a concert &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminiscent&lt;/span&gt; of the liberal 70's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few songs, Mr Santana very casually starts talking about God, Guilt and Grace; the choice to live life under grace and faith vs one under the weight of guilt. He talked about living as a child of God and choosing to make right choices...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know anything about his belief other than what he presented last night.  The thing is many people raised eyebrows listening to his message.  I quite enjoyed the whole experience; great seats, good friends, good vibes, good times.  Who knows, maybe it opens up the door with our friends with conversations about living under grace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2046624274138985992?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2046624274138985992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2046624274138985992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2046624274138985992'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2264319336387712713</id><published>2011-09-16T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:32:49.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I'm dropping the kids off at school this morning, and again, I have a song stuck in my head that I'm singing over and over again.  I go to youtube and plug in words that I think may be the title.  After several attempts, I find the song.  As I listen, I start reading the comments beneath and one catches my eye...&lt;br /&gt;"I came to the church, scars on my wrists, emotions filled with pain, on a road to﻿ suicide. I begged for a prayer, something to show there was reason to live. I left, No scars remained all burdens lifted, and for once...I felt forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song...&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dGv5d8EE34k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dGv5d8EE34k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2264319336387712713?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2264319336387712713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2264319336387712713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2264319336387712713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-i-am.html' title='The Great I Am'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5035479370291554427</id><published>2011-09-15T11:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:51:27.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilogy</title><content type='html'>My older son keeps watching "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy over and over.  One time it's at our house, the next at a friend down the street.  I'll occasionally sit in and watch bits and pieces of them...Set in the fictional world of Middle-earth, the three films follow the hobbit Frodo Baggins, as he and a Fellowship embark on a quest to destroy the One Ring, and thus ensure the destruction of its maker, the Dark Lord Sauronn. In a sense, the trilogy mirrors to some extent the greatest trilogy of all time...Nightmare on Elm Street 1, 2, and 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning God created..."  Then came the fall and the perpetuation of continually falling short and missing the mark of what God had initially set in motion; evil and our bondage to it.  The second part  showed us how are attempts to reach God fell far short, but that good news of Hope was coming.  The third part is that Jesus came to offer us a future and a hope, and at the end of the book- we win with the "Return of the King."!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the scene in Braveheart where William Wallace has a couple great lines- "Every man dies, very few truly live."  "A life without cause, is a life without effect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a greater picture for all of us if we choose to embrace it.  For some it might be from making money to making a diference. For others, maybe choosing to leave an impact that outlives ones self.  In this gray world one thing is true-- the lines between black and white are becoming more and more blurred.  Don't know who said it but "If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5035479370291554427?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5035479370291554427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5035479370291554427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5035479370291554427'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6309788403850971790</id><published>2011-09-15T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:58:43.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Father-in-Law who has been in the local school system here for decades, sent me this quote from another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tennessee&lt;/span&gt;; thought I'd pass it along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "It has always been the custom at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roane&lt;/span&gt; County High School &lt;br /&gt; football games, to say a prayer and play the National Anthem, to &lt;br /&gt; honor God and Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Due to a recent ruling by the Supreme Court, I am told that &lt;br /&gt; saying a Prayer is a violation of Federal Case Law. As I &lt;br /&gt; understand the law at this time, I can use this public facility &lt;br /&gt; to approve of sexual perversion and call it "an alternate life &lt;br /&gt; style," and if someone is offended, that's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can use it to condone sexual promiscuity, by dispensing condoms &lt;br /&gt; and calling it, "safe sex." If someone is offended, that's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can even use this public facility to present the merits of &lt;br /&gt; killing an unborn baby as a "viable! Means of birth control." If &lt;br /&gt; someone is offended, no problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can designate a school day as "Earth Day" and involve students &lt;br /&gt; in activities to worship religiously and praise the goddess &lt;br /&gt; "Mother Earth" and call it "ecology.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can use literature, videos and presentations in the classroom &lt;br /&gt; that depicts people with strong, traditional Christian &lt;br /&gt; convictions as "simple minded" and "ignorant" and call it &lt;br /&gt; "enlightenment.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, if anyone uses this facility to honor GOD and to ask HIM &lt;br /&gt; to Bless this event with safety and good sportsmanship, then &lt;br /&gt; Federal Case Law is violated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This appears to be inconsistent at best, and at worst, diabolical.&lt;br /&gt; Apparently, we are to be tolerant of everything and anyone, &lt;br /&gt; except GOD and HIS Commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nevertheless , as a school principal, I frequently ask staff and &lt;br /&gt; students to abide by rules with which they do not necessarily &lt;br /&gt; agree. For me to do otherwise would be inconsistent at best, and &lt;br /&gt; at worst, hypocritical. I suffer from that affliction enough &lt;br /&gt; unintentionally. I certainly do not need to add an intentional &lt;br /&gt; transgression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For this reason, I shall "Render unto Caesar that which is &lt;br /&gt; Caesar's," and refrain from praying at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, if you feel inspired to honor, praise and thank GOD &lt;br /&gt; and ask HIM,in the name of JESUS, to Bless this event, please &lt;br /&gt; feel free to do so.. As far as I know, that's not against the &lt;br /&gt;law----yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, the people in the stands bowed their heads, held &lt;br /&gt; hands with one another and began to pray.&lt;br /&gt; They prayed in the stands. They prayed in the team huddles. They &lt;br /&gt; prayed at the concession stand and they prayed in the Announcer's &lt;br /&gt; Box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The only place they didn't pray was in the Supreme Court of the &lt;br /&gt; United States of America- the Seat of "Justice" in the "one &lt;br /&gt; nation, under GOD."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6309788403850971790?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6309788403850971790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-father-in-law-who-has-been-in-local.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6309788403850971790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6309788403850971790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-father-in-law-who-has-been-in-local.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1030814518413341409</id><published>2011-08-14T13:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T13:47:33.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Surfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was great seeing my college buddy again after 30 years.  He and his wife stayed with us over the weekend and did a little catching up.  Come to find out , his daughter was one of the Producers of the surf movie Soul Surfer. I figured we should watch it since we had an affiliation with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a dry eye for family movie night.  If you haven't seen it, go rent or buy it.  It's one of those you want to keep in the family library of films.  Then you get to the end credits and Brit Nicoles powerful song comes in..see the youtube link&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...enjoy! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmxiNN-GLkg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmxiNN-GLkg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1030814518413341409?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1030814518413341409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/soul-surfer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1030814518413341409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1030814518413341409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/soul-surfer.html' title='Soul Surfer'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2398285967653113741</id><published>2011-08-04T14:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:45:29.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of the things I very much enjoyed both as a kid spending my summers in Minnesota, and living in the south the past three years was the feeling of being close to God and in His presence.  How?  Just by being on the lookout all around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are just to enjoy today, together with Him enjoying both the pleasures and enduring the pain today’s difficulties bring.  Learn to enjoy everything he’s prepared for us; stunning scenery, winds of adventure, nooks for resting when you get weary and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is our guide, our constant companion, and He knows every step we take on the road ahead.  As long as we stay close to His side, we are on course.  Don’t worry about what is around the corner, just concentrate on enjoying His presence and staying in step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2398285967653113741?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2398285967653113741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/enjoying-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2398285967653113741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2398285967653113741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/enjoying-today.html' title='Enjoying Today'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4484060835131526501</id><published>2011-07-18T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T12:22:28.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SDSU'/><title type='text'>30 Year Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hard to imagine it was 30 years ago that I got involved with Campus Crusade for Christ at San Diego State University.  This past weekend we had a 30 year reunion; great seeing old faces-literally.    Many old stories revisited.   I'm reminded of one of the summers we did a skit and I remember lighting a BIC lighter and saying the line "Turn or Burn" and the guy blows out the BIC and walks away.  The point being don't bother me...I'm busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Titanic was on its maiden (and only) voyage, warnings were coming over the airwaves "careful, icebergs sighted in the area."  The premise for the Titanic was that it was unsinkable, and the staff bought into that idea.  The response from the bridge of the Titanic came back "shut up don't bother us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years ago, that was my attitude "shut up, don't bother me, leave me alone I'm having too much fun right now."  But there it was, I was invited to attend an event called Decide 80.  One of the sponsors of the event was Campus Crusade...and so I turned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4484060835131526501?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4484060835131526501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4484060835131526501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4484060835131526501'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5454488102641805134</id><published>2011-07-15T14:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:45:26.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe and Exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wonder if it's OK to complain to God? I think He wants to be involved with &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;aspects of our life; the good, the bad, and the ugly.  When you look at Psalms and Lamentations, you find that more than half are well, complaints.  Yes, we are to praise the the Lord and stuff, but also talk with Him about all the crap of everyday life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many have a preconceived idea that life is not supposed to be a roller coaster, but rather where in all cases life is a straight path.  But when I read various passages, I see that He tells us He can help make paths straight, which in theory means there must be ones that aren't straight or without bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting take from Eastlake Church's blog today..."My expectation was that God knows where he's taking me and that he will be the "10 and 2" driver, the driver that steers me in the path of least resistance because I am His son, he cares about me and will not cause me harm.  Now, after being a Christian a while longer, I see God in a different light.  He lets me choose where I go, but when I hand over the controls, he looks back at me with a smile and says, "Son, do you trust me?"  I respond with a confident "Yes!"  He puts on his seat belt and helmet, tells me to hold on tight, and makes a hard right turn as he steps on the gas, off the paved road straight into the dunes at Glamis.  We're jumping off dirt mounds, speeding through ditches, and God is confident all the way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may feel like we are in a questionable state, and may not feel safe, but in God's hands.  Imagine how the disciples felt.  Remember the story where they are crossing the lake and a big storm kicks up... Jesus was sleeping!  Yet, He was "in the boat" with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes in these storms, we may wonder, and even complain, but know this- God is with us in the boat in the storm of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5454488102641805134?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5454488102641805134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5454488102641805134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5454488102641805134'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2948237212382861741</id><published>2011-06-03T14:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T15:22:04.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Wine</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why some wines taste so much better than others from the same area, and sometimes from the same vineyard? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Terroir&lt;/span&gt;- where the vines are located. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best fruit, when it comes to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;noble&lt;/span&gt; grape, is when it is stressed and starved and generally located in the poorest soil on the hill. You would think if you put Miracle Grow and fertilizer on, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pampered&lt;/span&gt; the heck out of them, that the wine created from those grapes would be fantastic right? Nope- ruined; good for $2 Chuck or worse yet, relegated to become vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why I can't catch a break so to speak, why life has to be so hard. Could it be that God is allowing the stress and strain of this life to create one with character and seasoning that is used for a blessing to others? They will know us by our fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these blogs can be used to help others when crap happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2948237212382861741?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2948237212382861741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2948237212382861741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2948237212382861741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-wine.html' title='The Best Wine'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8629332382784708268</id><published>2011-05-07T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:40:33.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretching the Comfort Zone</title><content type='html'>Mittens and Squishy. Yep, Squishy. Our two cats as different as night and day. Mittens is the wild cat; catches everything; crickets, frogs, squirrels, rabbits, turtles and of course, birds. Her daughter, Squishy, is just the opposite; we have raised from a kitten, is domesticated, couldn't survive a day on her own, unless "treats" grew on trees. What's the point of putting yourself into hostile environments just to prove you can survive? Just in case right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this very reason, I tend to watch shows like Man vs Wild, Survivorman, Discovery and Animal Planet. Picture a wild goat. He is aware of his surroundings, able to leap and bound over rocky terrain, find food and water sources, and defend himself against hostile animals. By contrast, his domesticated counterpart sleeps in a barn, chews the grass at his feet, drinks water provided for him, and lacks the vigorous survival skills of his wild cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=james%201:1-4&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=james%201:1-4&amp;amp;version=NLT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, God allows circumstances to shape us by stretching us physically, Spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. While we may not enjoy the trial, we can be assured God is in control, and that perseverance, trust, faith and hope, and patience are all being perfected. Unless we have gone through trials personally, many times we otherwise may not be qualified to help others in similar circumstances. Even Squishy, catches the occasional crunchy cricket if stuck outside for a few hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8629332382784708268?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8629332382784708268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/stretching-comfort-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8629332382784708268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8629332382784708268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/stretching-comfort-zone.html' title='Stretching the Comfort Zone'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5716693503205176635</id><published>2011-05-06T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:30:40.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Following Instructions</title><content type='html'>These last four years have been to say the least...turbulent. Four moves in four years, cancer scare, home loss, job loss, broken cars, broken hearts, broken dreams. Yet, through it all is an inter-woven peace. I can't imagine not having this kind of peace. The Bible is full of instructions, guidelines and guardrails, to help lead us into the kind of peace of which I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is it about the instructions we don't like? Are we smarter than the manufacturer? Does it take too much time; or is it that, deep down we don't like being told what to do? Are you like me; one of those people who never reads the instructions when putting together a child's bike, grill, or piece of furniture from IKEA, etc? Even after four moves, we always seem to have a few leftover pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not reading the instructions when putting something together will only cost us time and pride. But when it comes to life, not reading the instructions can cost us and the ones we love, or so much more. God gives us His instruction manual through His Word; the information in it is far too valuable to disregard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5716693503205176635?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5716693503205176635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/following-instructions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5716693503205176635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5716693503205176635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/following-instructions.html' title='Following Instructions'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5505163594214041587</id><published>2011-04-05T09:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T10:17:46.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been scared riding as a passenger in a car? I mean really scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago on one of our family vacations, we took a taxi to see the high divers dive off the cliffs in Alcapulco.  You know where I'm going with this... Two things are very obvious as you make the drive up; No traffic signs, and every other business sells VW fenders and bumpers.  My first obsevation was to ask myself why would there be sooo many auto shops, I don't mean a few, I mean like hundreds on these streets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip up wasn't too bad, but the trip back down, and I mean flying back down these cliff hugging streets with no gardrails was a different venue all together.  I counted no less than 3 close-miss accidents as we worked our way back down in the VW taxi....Whew, we made it back bodies intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would feel safer, if we knew there were gardrails in place, or that other people would obey traffic signs. That drive in that city had none, and my wife and kids were scared, and there may have been a couple momments for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line- God doesn't want us to have to live our lives without any guidelines, gardrails, yield and stop signs.  His book is full of them, there to help keep us safe; when we choose not to trust in them, the risk of bodily harm increases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5505163594214041587?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5505163594214041587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-ever-been-scared-riding-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5505163594214041587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5505163594214041587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-ever-been-scared-riding-as.html' title='Taxi!'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8118901493413779676</id><published>2011-03-17T21:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:31:30.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise, Suprise, Suprise</title><content type='html'>I'm watching Mr. Netanyahu's interview on CNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go back a hundred blogs or so, you'll see I mentioned that maybe Israel is in fact sitting on oil. Mr. Netanyahu, just stated that "We found oil" in them there hills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Middle East countries have oil, yet, for some reason Israel didn't have any???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthquakes, rumors of wars, food shortages, famines, crumbling economies, weird weather, evil is good and good is evil? Countries wanting to obliterate Israel off the face of the earth... Hmmm. Maybe there is some truth to Biblical prophesy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that nuclear disasters are causing peeps to rethink energy policy, some countries may ramp up efforts behind the scenes to get more oil... Iran has enough nuclear material for three nukes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8118901493413779676?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8118901493413779676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/suprise-suprise-suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8118901493413779676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8118901493413779676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/suprise-suprise-suprise.html' title='Suprise, Suprise, Suprise'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1654622006751194324</id><published>2011-03-09T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:52:12.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity and Blessing</title><content type='html'>Although adversity may never seem to be a blessing, God in His grace can bring blessing out of our adversity. The key is releasing the hurt and pain to the Lord so He can bring the needed healing to our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned in past blogs, when I meet someone who is going through a business failure or a financial loss, there's an instant bond between us of shared experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can take our adversity—a heart attack, cancer, an automobile accident, violent crime, bankruptcy, a marriage crisis, the loss of a loved one—and transform that pain into encouragement for the people around us. We come out of those experiences stronger and better able to comfort others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1654622006751194324?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1654622006751194324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/adversity-and-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1654622006751194324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1654622006751194324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/adversity-and-blessing.html' title='Adversity and Blessing'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4358330509807662597</id><published>2011-03-06T11:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T11:30:58.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Distressed For Your Comfort?</title><content type='html'>I have to say I had a pretty tough week last week; surgery, radiation, nassea, headaches, body aches etc. The job I got three months ago isn't too happy either, so extra stress of the idea of looking for work again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read this verse from 2Cor 1:6&lt;br /&gt;"If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from TGIF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God must love you a lot! He doesn't allow someone to go through the kinds of adversity you have experienced unless He has a special calling on your life." Those were the words said to me by two different mentors at two different times within a three-year period. Later I would learn another related truth from a respected man of God - a man who lives in another country, a man whom God uses throughout the globe. "The depth and width of your faith experiences are directly proportional to your calling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4358330509807662597?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4358330509807662597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/distressed-for-your-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4358330509807662597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4358330509807662597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/distressed-for-your-comfort.html' title='Distressed For Your Comfort?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1596405220268390760</id><published>2011-03-03T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:56:12.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imploding Actors for $100 Please</title><content type='html'>A famous actor most recently known for his odd numbered comedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Charlie Sheen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I subscribe to several blogs and groups; I read one yesterday by one of my Pastors from the church I attended in GA.. titled "What if Charlie Sheen were in your small group?"  Good read, check it out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://smallgroupscoach.com/2011/03/what-if-charlie-sheen-were-in-your-small-group/"&gt;http://smallgroupscoach.com/2011/03/what-if-charlie-sheen-were-in-your-small-group/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1596405220268390760?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1596405220268390760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/imploding-actors-for-100-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1596405220268390760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1596405220268390760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/imploding-actors-for-100-please.html' title='Imploding Actors for $100 Please'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6104331234555093483</id><published>2011-02-27T10:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:47:38.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>$5 budgeting</title><content type='html'>Five Dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem like much but consider for a moment the 8th wonder of the world-compounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save just $5 a day, or $150 a month, for 30 years — earn 10 percent on it — and you'll end up with a nest egg of more than $340,000. Would that make a difference in your life? (By the way, if you're wondering how the heck you can make 10% on your savings, you can't — at least without risk.)&lt;br /&gt;The tricky part is saving that $5 without sacrificing your quality of life.  As of today $5 buys a #1 meal at McD's, 1 pack of cigs, 1 happy hour drink inc tip, 1 appetizer or tapas.  Oh, here's one; 1 Venti Caramel foo-foo drink..Ouch.  But if you chose to sacrifice just a little, $5 makes a world of difference to kids and families in a third world country, if you chose to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of many ways of doing that is to pay for name brands only when name brands make a difference. Sound obvious? Take a quick stroll around any grocery store and you'll see that it must not be at all obvious, because the shelves are stuffed with products that cost extra — sometimes a whole lot extra — in exchange for nothing more than a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're struggling with finances, want a little retirement, or want to leave a legacy for others, consider Abe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6104331234555093483?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6104331234555093483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-budgeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6104331234555093483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6104331234555093483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-budgeting.html' title='$5 budgeting'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8817207608524087126</id><published>2011-02-25T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:35:02.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modeling Leadership</title><content type='html'>Ken Blanchard, the author of the One Minute Manager, once shared a story about what can happen when individuals in a company model servant leadership, no matter where they are on the totem pole.&lt;br /&gt;A business consultant was training more than 3000 employees of a mid-western grocery chain to approach their jobs with a goal of creating a memory for their customers. She stated that "this is what will distinguish your store from all others."&lt;br /&gt;Johnny was a 19-year old bag boy that had down-syndrome. His first response to the consultant's suggestion was "I'm just a 'bag boy.'" Nevertheless, he went home and shared what the consultant said with his mother. They began to ponder the consultant's words about how he could create a memory for his customers. Johnny had a habit of collecting inspirational thoughts that he would often read. He decided he would begin printing these sayings and place one in each of the bags of his customers. When customers came through the line he would place the sayings in their bag and say, "I've included some of my favorite sayings in your bag in hopes it will encourage you today. Thanks for shopping with us."&lt;br /&gt;After just a few weeks, an amazing thing began to happen. One day the store manager noticed that all the customers were lined up at only one cashier station when there were other stations open. He began to panic, thinking the other stations were broken. After further investigation he found this was not the case. Actually, customers wanted to come through Johnny's line in order to get his saying of the day.&lt;br /&gt;One woman came up to the manager and said, "I used to come to the store only once a week, but now I come everyday!" Johnny's example spread to other departments in the store. The florist began giving a flower to each florist customer. The meat department put Snoopy stickers on each meat order with a special greeting. This one act by a bag boy changed the entire climate of the store.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8817207608524087126?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8817207608524087126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/modeling-leadership.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8817207608524087126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8817207608524087126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/modeling-leadership.html' title='Modeling Leadership'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7779117631638402814</id><published>2011-02-24T15:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:55:15.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gives and Takes Away</title><content type='html'>You may say to yourself " My power and the stregnth of my hands have produced this wealth for me" Deut 8:17&lt;br /&gt;There is danger Will Robinson, well, for any of us who may have achieved some level of success through hard work or working smarter; then believing we achieved it through our own efforts.  But the reality is that He is a gracious and merciful God, who has given it and can take it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7779117631638402814?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7779117631638402814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/gives-and-takes-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7779117631638402814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7779117631638402814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/gives-and-takes-away.html' title='Gives and Takes Away'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5057470703454042196</id><published>2010-12-22T08:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:37:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity Is Only For Certain People?</title><content type='html'>Jesus is the reason for the season.  He came to seek and save those who are lost, those who have troubles, those who seek peace.   Here's a quote from my church's blog "The message of Jesus is only for certain people--those with addictions to alcohol, porn, materialism, or greed. The message of Jesus is only for people who have anxiety, worry, stress, anger, or bad marriages. The message of Jesus is only for those who don't know how they're going to pay their rent, or mortgage. The message of Jesus is only for those who are prideful, depressed, lonely, sad, or have unhealthy relationships. The message of Jesus is only for those who don't know what they're doing with their lives or who are worried about their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; college funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that the message of Jesus is only for certain people--those who understand they need him. And we all need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now when you hear someone say 'Christianity is too narrow minded and only for certain people,' I'll respond, 'Yes, it is. The message of Jesus is only for people who realize they are not perfect.' And I won't be afraid to admit that I struggle with a lot of insecurities and self-doubts and need Jesus to remind me that I am a dearly loved child of his. By admitting my own weakness, perhaps others will see that Jesus came for people like me who know they are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have friends who think Jesus is only for certain people? Help them to see that Jesus is for everyone--everyone who is willing to admit they are in certainly in need."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5057470703454042196?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5057470703454042196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/christianity-is-only-for-certain-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5057470703454042196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5057470703454042196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/christianity-is-only-for-certain-people.html' title='Christianity Is Only For Certain People?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6090496575188688568</id><published>2010-12-03T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:59:48.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Light at the End of the Tunnel</title><content type='html'>In this life you will have troubles...There's a light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my extended family members recently went through a nasty divorce with repercussions effecting them day in and day out. The kids are supposed to talk with the other parent on certain days, and even though they speak many times a week on other days, the court order specifies a certain time and day. A couple times over the past year were missed, so the absentee parent is suing the custodial parent on a Contempt of Court charge and jail time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to imagine the anxiety, fear, and stress created by this situation. It seems as if the suing parent has one agenda- to make life miserable for the other parent, giving no thought as to what effect this will have on the kids. Even though the public records from the initial custody order shows that the other parent lived with a known convicted sex offender, or that almost too many instances to count, as evidence of extra marital affairs...with both sexes, were revealed over the course of a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXAAiSoBweU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXAAiSoBweU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things don't make sense, gifts of things like peace, hope and joy do. These are the gifts that God gave us when He sent His son Jesus into the world, giving us a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6090496575188688568?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6090496575188688568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6090496575188688568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6090496575188688568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='Light at the End of the Tunnel'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-844426149583149354</id><published>2010-11-11T08:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:27:48.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Striving vs Obedience</title><content type='html'>When my businesses started folding one by one, my stress an anxiety level morphed into a time of striving.  What I mean by that is I would look at any and every opportunity to make a buck.  Everything was hard.  Many times I was driving hundreds of miles away to do whatever it was for however long the job took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something unusual happens in our daily life experience,  that's an indicator that it is a time to tune in our spiritual antennae. God is often at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I gave you a land on which you did not toil and cities you did not build; and you live in them and eat from vineyards and olive groves that you did not plant" (Josh 24:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to tell you that a month ago, I didn't have a clue about the advertising &lt;em&gt;business&lt;/em&gt;, yet here I am blessed with a book of business, I did not build. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Israel conquered the Promised Land as a result of obedience, not sweat, toil, or natural talent.  God desires to give us fruit from our calling when we fulfill the unique purpose for which He made us. We will not have to manipulate the outcome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I learn again, to abide completely in His presence and purpose for my life, I realize His nature is to do exceedingly, and abundantly beyond what I can think or imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-844426149583149354?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/844426149583149354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/striving-vs-obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/844426149583149354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/844426149583149354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/striving-vs-obedience.html' title='Striving vs Obedience'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1447888949198807272</id><published>2010-11-09T22:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:11:35.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Transformed</title><content type='html'>...So let mercy come, and wash away, what I've done...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;linkin&lt;/span&gt; park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Don't be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind...Romans 1:1,2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Love the Lord your God with all your Heart, Mind, Soul, and Strength...Mark 12:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember as a child in Minnesota, gathering up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;caterpillars&lt;/span&gt; on milkweed plants that would morph into the majestic Monarch Butterfly.  It's a complete change from an ugly green worm to a gold and black beauty.  And then just to see them struggle to escape the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cocoon&lt;/span&gt;, I was compelled to help.  Little did I know at the time that my idea of being helpful, only proved to be harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the transformation can be painful; constantly being reminded of who we were requires us to renew our minds daily.  Many times thoughts determine actions, and why it's so important our thoughts line up with God's...All the time. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHsYOtQIlT4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHsYOtQIlT4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1447888949198807272?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1447888949198807272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-transformed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1447888949198807272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1447888949198807272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-transformed.html' title='Be Transformed'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2315793451163044208</id><published>2010-11-09T09:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:24:29.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Balance</title><content type='html'>So I'm writing this from Starbucks this morning. I just happen to be sitting at one of those tables where one of the four legs are well, off a bit. Every time I shift my weight, the table wiggles; the coffee spills, luckily, not all over my suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a table or chair, four areas in each of our lives tend to be centered around the Physical, Social, Emotional and Spiritual activities--Walkers, Talkers, Criers, and Liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all seek balance in our lives, and more likely than not, we all lean to one personality over another. I know guys who go overboard at the gym; I know some who are the life of the party, and those who who rather read Phychology Today...all day. And yes, even Spiritually, I know some who spiritualize everything....the devil made me do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is none of us are the same, different combinations of life types make the world go round with difference. Cookie-cutter doesn't cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:6 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;6 We have different gifts, according to the grace given to each of us.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm different than you and your different than your boss, spouse, sibling, or friend. We can't all be a hand or a foot. The Bible says ALL of us make up the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn...Just spilled on my shoe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2315793451163044208?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2315793451163044208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/seeking-balance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2315793451163044208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2315793451163044208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/seeking-balance.html' title='Seeking Balance'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8646267219950945573</id><published>2010-11-03T17:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:05:11.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>Perception is often each person's reality whether that reality is true or not. Your perception of a situation is going to dictate your response more than the actual reality of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is wise and understanding among you? Let him show it by his good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom" (James 3:13-14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an issue yesterday where I &lt;em&gt;unintentionally&lt;/em&gt; called on a customer who uses another sales rep from the company....I got called in and reprimanded by my manager, and offered up an apology along with a" it won't happen again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all see things through our own set of glasses at times. Men view things differently than women. Bosses see things differently than employees. One ethnic group will see a situation totally different than another. Our life experiences, our past treatment of circumstances and our personalities all contribute to how we view situations in daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever conflict arises from viewing things differently there is really only one way to resolve the difference. Usually the other person is offended by the tone of the other more than the position that is taken. If the other person is offended, we can only offer a few words: "I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8646267219950945573?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8646267219950945573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8646267219950945573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8646267219950945573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4779801180339566555</id><published>2010-11-03T11:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:46:45.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Along Side</title><content type='html'>Hebrews 12:12-13 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 So take a new grip with your tired hands and strengthen your weak knees. 13 Mark out a straight path for your feet so that those who are weak and lame will not fall but become strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this verse what it's really all about in a nutshell while here on earth.  Coming along side someone in need or having you and I go through things in our lives we don't fully enjoy at the present time, in order to help others going through something we are or have gone through already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my strengths or gifts is that of hospitality and generosity.  Of course, of the ladder, I'm still hoping and praying to be back in that type of position to be able to fully employ that aspect once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4779801180339566555?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4779801180339566555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-along-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4779801180339566555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4779801180339566555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-along-side.html' title='Come Along Side'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7844616102879873596</id><published>2010-10-29T10:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:44:41.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ageless</title><content type='html'>Consider this: Your greatest work may yet be ahead of you. Don't let age keep you from being used by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a man may do his work with wisdom, knowledge and skill... (Eccl 2:21). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't begin this job until he was sixty-nine years old. He had already had a successful Hollywood movie career and decided to try his hand at politics. He would be known by one job more than any other. He would also be known as one of the United State's greatest statesmen. He had a faith that was genuine but not intruding or very public, but you knew where he stood. He always treated people, even his detractors with grace. He was known for his extraordinary love he had for his wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie, as his wife always called him, will always be known as the President who brought down the Soviet Union's evil empire Communistic bend.  Those short 8 years will always and forever define him far more then the 50 years of his former career.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7844616102879873596?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7844616102879873596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/ageless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7844616102879873596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7844616102879873596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/ageless.html' title='Ageless'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4296734668389358113</id><published>2010-10-29T10:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:29:49.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Commit Everything</title><content type='html'>Psalm 37:4-5 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;4 Take delight in the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and he will give you your heart’s desires.&lt;br /&gt;5 Commit everything you do to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Trust him, and he will help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 1:9 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;9 This is my command—be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, the transition from running my own business for 20 years, to working under a chain of command can sometimes be annoying...from my perspective anyway. Expectations, systems, and SOP's so dated come into play as well. The cool thing is to apply the wisdom of the verses above. Once filtered through those lens, worry, stress, anxiety, performance envy etc, all take a back seat to the greater reason of our work to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being salt, light, and doing our best with the tools God has given us, means we can leave results confidently with Him. Mostly, just knowing He knows, and knowing He knows tomorrow leaves me anyway, with a big "Whew!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4296734668389358113?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4296734668389358113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/commit-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4296734668389358113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4296734668389358113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/commit-everything.html' title='Commit Everything'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3493353820031985785</id><published>2010-10-15T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:02:42.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...A Zillion Years Ago</title><content type='html'>A funny thing happened the other day while I was shadowing another sales executive; we went into a business and the owner recognizes me from the good old days in real estate in the late 90's and early 2000's. He used to work as a lender at Wells Fargo. He's now running a Pizza House.  He's content, however, he misses the days where he would make $50-60k a month...I suppose anyone would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to explain his story how his his niche market dried up and the 7 houses he had acquired, were lost to foreclosure.  He said he is blessed to have a job and makes just enough to feed his family.  I concurred, and explained a little of my story, and how through it all God has still blessed us with less but more importantly, that I don't have to worry about what was or is to come.  I too, am blessed to have landed a B2B advertising sales position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so comforting to know that God already knew that at almost age 50, I would be starting a completely different career, and He knew that a zillion years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3493353820031985785?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3493353820031985785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/zillion-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3493353820031985785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3493353820031985785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/zillion-years-ago.html' title='...A Zillion Years Ago'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4946822361444026562</id><published>2010-10-13T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:03:45.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting and Watering</title><content type='html'>As  Christians according to I Corinthians 3:6-8 we can plant, and we can water, but it is only God that does the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"6 I planted the seed in your hearts, and Apollos watered it, but it was God who made it grow. 7 It’s not important who does the planting, or who does the watering. What’s important is that God makes the seed grow. 8 The one who plants and the one who waters work together with the same purpose. And both will be rewarded for their own hard work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my rift; I've seen so often a condemning spirit so to speak, where rather than in a loving compassionate way, some will just blast the hell out of someone for doing or acting a certain way.  Of course it doesn't help when Hollywood always seems to portray Christians in that light either.  That is why especially in the New Testament, many times it is written to Love your neighbor (everyone), and Christians are called not to rip the tares or weeds out because many a good plant is thrown out too; Let God do the reaping and harvesting leaving me and you to water, pray, and encourage those around us.  The reality is that ultimately God is responsible for His kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4946822361444026562?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4946822361444026562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/planting-and-watering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4946822361444026562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4946822361444026562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/planting-and-watering.html' title='Planting and Watering'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8038612491195556563</id><published>2010-10-06T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:28:47.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poopy Diapers</title><content type='html'>"Come as you are, but don't stay as you are." That's both the theme of Ephesians 4:11-12 and the motto of my church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think The Message version says it best-&lt;br /&gt;14-16No prolonged infancies among us, please. We'll not tolerate babes in the woods, small children who are an easy mark for impostors. God wants us to grow up, to know the whole truth and tell it in love—like Christ in everything. We take our lead from Christ, who is the source of everything we do. He keeps us in step with each other. His very breath and blood flow through us, nourishing us so that we will grow up healthy in God, robust in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poopy diapers are expected as younguns, but if I'm in my 40's and still pulling that crap, obviously, I haven't been applying this verse. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As potential salt and light, I am supposed to bring flavor, preserve, be an example to model, coach and tons more. When you think of Salt and Light what they do in practical ways, applied spiritually. The takeaway is that together, we become an added benefit to a world that feels alone, hopeless, or is in some kind of difficulty or pain. As Christians, we know God sees our pain and offers hope and help no matter the source of our struggle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8038612491195556563?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8038612491195556563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/poopy-diapers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8038612491195556563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8038612491195556563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/poopy-diapers.html' title='Poopy Diapers'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3821752720445976787</id><published>2010-10-05T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:11:44.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are Special</title><content type='html'>In Max &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucado's&lt;/span&gt; book/film production "You are Special", he renders how each of us are a "dot" or a "star" and we can valued in other's eyes that way based on how many dots or stars we have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this; God took everyday mud, mixed in a bit of his own expression, and created the most valuable collector's item in the world--you! God thinks of you as a masterpiece, even if other "experts" are skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our lives, panels of "experts" judge us. Based on what is of value in the current culture, they check out our quality of expression and subjective beauty, frown over the wear around the edges, and ultimately declare our worth based on dots and stars. Rarely do they want anything to do with our restoration process. Yet from God's perspective, our worth transcends the here and now. His opinion of us does not change based on popularity, performance, position...Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention this because now I am in an office environment and can overhear many a conversation from other cubicles. It's amazing how self worth can both reflective and refractive in day to day interactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are special. I am special, and God doesn't make mistakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3821752720445976787?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3821752720445976787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3821752720445976787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3821752720445976787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-special.html' title='You are Special'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7697122137219204229</id><published>2010-10-04T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:04:36.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning Mojo</title><content type='html'>"The way in which we think of ourselves has everything to do with how our world sees us and how we see ourselves successfully acknowledged by the world."&lt;br /&gt;--Arlene Rankin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your attitude determines your altitude"&lt;br /&gt;--Zig Ziglar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If God had a fridge, your picture would be on it"&lt;br /&gt;--Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God so loved you that He gave His son, just believe and have the best life ever and ever after."&lt;br /&gt;--Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7697122137219204229?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7697122137219204229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/monday-morning-mojo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7697122137219204229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7697122137219204229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/monday-morning-mojo.html' title='Monday Morning Mojo'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6263562581467678201</id><published>2010-10-01T10:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:00:13.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to Put Your Trust</title><content type='html'>Luke 6:47-49 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;47I will show you what he is like who comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice. 48He is like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built. 49But the one who hears my words and does not put them into practice is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. The moment the torrent struck that house, it collapsed and its destruction was complete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eastlake church, our home church here in SoCal had a great example based on this verse below is a excerpt-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author and apologist C.S. Lewis wrote, "Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what he is doing... you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is he up to? The explanation is that he is building quite a different house from the one you thought of... You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but he is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it himself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of towns and cities where GM and other maufacturing plants closed down, starting in 2008-10, the zip codes around EastLake Church were ground zero for the mortgage crisis, earning a place in the top ten for U.S. home foreclosures. Even people that didn't own homes were faced with downsizing their American dream. Others in related industries lost jobs they held for decades. Some blamed God, becoming angry with him over their losses. Others turned to him and have been restored in ways they never dreamed- even if their personal residence is long gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are God's workmanship and he loves us. There are many circumstances that "hurt abominably" and don't make sense, but we can still trust him to use these tough times to build a better house. We just have to open the door and let Him in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6263562581467678201?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6263562581467678201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/luke-647-49-new-international-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6263562581467678201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6263562581467678201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/luke-647-49-new-international-version.html' title='Where to Put Your Trust'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4127276153483301785</id><published>2010-09-30T10:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T10:52:17.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Out in the Field</title><content type='html'>Psalm 37:24 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 though he stumble, he will not fall,&lt;br /&gt;for the LORD upholds him with his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day out in the field with my new sales manager tagging along and offering up critique along the way. I have to laugh because he wanted to personally introduce me to four longstanding accounts he thunk he had a great relationship with. All four terminated the relationship; one actually told him (us) to "get the ef" out of here and don't come back!  Clunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That could have devestated my fragile persona ;). The first thing we know in sales, is that rejection comes with the game. They aren't rejecting me personally, but rather the product, idea, or a presumed lack of need for what is being presented. So, yesterday was a good day in terms of setting sale performance; if my numbers are low, they can initially be attributed to events he knows about firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a much larger sense, we stumble and fall in most aspects of life at one time or another. We can choose to take it personally, or get back up and keep moving along. Isn't it good to know that God will not let us fall too hard or too far before he upholds with His hand. which coincidentally is the same one that also spans the universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4127276153483301785?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4127276153483301785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-out-in-field.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4127276153483301785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4127276153483301785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-out-in-field.html' title='First Day Out in the Field'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7806295160656832715</id><published>2010-09-23T20:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:41:34.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Navy SEAL's</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite beaches in San Diego has a Navy SEAL training facility adjacent to it.  Often, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SEAL's&lt;/span&gt; practice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maneuvers&lt;/span&gt; which include running a route with 100lb packs on their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's path rarely is straight and level, sometimes steep and slippery.  I can't think of a time in the past decade that hasn't been a struggle.  God  tells us to cast our burdens on Him as our frames were not intended to carry 100lbs packs for any extended period oftime or distance.  Some? Yes.  All the time? No.  So why do we continue carrying around all these packs of guilt, anxiety, worry, and stress.  When we decide to hand over the pack, finnally, we can stand up sraight and tall, and this life can become much more enjoyable while enhancing our ability to help others by sharing in carrying their load until they realize the need to hand theirs over as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a story somewhere, some time ago about a Roman punishment where a dead person was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; to your back.  As it rotted, it would affect the tissue of the person carrying the carcass, and eventually kill the carrier as well.  I know that's a morbid example, but the most explicit one I could think of when it comes to our worries and doubts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7806295160656832715?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7806295160656832715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/navy-seals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7806295160656832715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7806295160656832715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/navy-seals.html' title='Navy SEAL&apos;s'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6332241646717594595</id><published>2010-09-22T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T10:56:32.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Worries</title><content type='html'>I finished up the last of the chemo treatments, and I am starting to get my energy back. The area seems to be healing up nicely, so no worries right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think man is the only one of God's creations to anticipate future events. That's both a blessing and a curse. It is so easy to worry and have anxiety over what will happen tomorrow, yet true faith comes into play in a real way when life throws a curve ball at you.  But we know God will never leave us or forsake us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 10:23 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-25So let's do it—full of belief, confident that we're presentable inside and out. Let's keep a firm grip on the promises that keep us going. He always keeps his word. Let's see how inventive we can be in encouraging love and helping out, not avoiding worshiping together as some do but spurring each other on, especially as we see the big Day approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is a new day; I have my health, I start a new job today, and it's going to be a great day with God as my rudder guiding me through these rough seas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6332241646717594595?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6332241646717594595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-worries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6332241646717594595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6332241646717594595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-worries.html' title='No Worries'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6244245652779559556</id><published>2010-09-17T10:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:01:15.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearfully and Wonderfully Made</title><content type='html'>Had a little scare this week when I started coughing up blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning some new vocabulary; systemic, membranes, drug interaction, side effects, chemical therapy (chemo). Melanoma Carcinoma. Just the sound of that one sounds scary doesn't it? What I thought was just going to be a routine mole check turned out to be a little something more, as an area not associated with moles was discovered; about the size of a Quarter on the surface, and a lopsided Silver Dollar beneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared for a moment, but that passed when I again realized that God is in control, has our days numbered, and knew us while in the womb, and I am fearfully and wonderfully made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20139&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20139&amp;amp;version=NIV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jury is still out as to whether it is sun related or just one more story to tell. I'm leaning toward the latter since my hands, arms, ears, etc are and always have been in the sun yet statistically, skin cancer starts in areas that either are generally covered or have had sunscreen applied. Historically, prior to the 60's, skin cancer was an aberration, but in the 60's, PABA as a sunscreen touted to protect skin from premature aging was introduced. Today chances of getting skin cancer are much higher, now whether there is a correlation between the two remains to be seen. One thing is clear however, that demographic areas that have extended periods where there is lack of sun exposure incur higher rates of skin cancer, diabetes, lack of energy, and depression. More and more research is being conducted on the interaction between the suns rays, calcium, vitamins A and D, and the importance of those for better overall health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6244245652779559556?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6244245652779559556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/fearfully-and-wonderfully-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6244245652779559556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6244245652779559556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/fearfully-and-wonderfully-made.html' title='Fearfully and Wonderfully Made'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7114452293906033600</id><published>2010-08-15T19:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:26:46.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity for Dummy's part 2</title><content type='html'>"Good people go to heaven, while bad people go to hell." "I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; a good person." "I donate millions and do volunteer work." You've heard it, or it's been insinuated, or the theme has been played out in theatre, TV, film, or print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the problem; no one can agree on what "good" is, especially religious leaders. For instance as an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt; example, Islam rewards the killing of infidels (non-Islams) as good. Good, bad, right, wrong are all "subject &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;to's&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whose&lt;/span&gt; opinion or what the popular religious flavor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we could all agree on what good is, how good is good enough to get to heaven? Is it an average, percentage or graded on a curve? If 51% of your deeds are good, do you make the cut? Or worse yet, what if you found you "missed it by that much" as agent 86 would say. Heck, even the Bible makes no mention on what works you can do to earn your way through being good. All &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; rules and regs were culturally and physically shown to be impossible to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the classic head-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scratcher&lt;/span&gt;; Jesus told the local religious leaders of the day who worked their whole life to be the best they could be, that they weren't good enough to go to heaven, yet He promised prostitutes and criminals they were gladly welcomed. Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be a common &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;denominator&lt;/span&gt; all can agree to don't you agree? It's simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiven people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7114452293906033600?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7114452293906033600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/christianity-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7114452293906033600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7114452293906033600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/christianity-part-2.html' title='Christianity for Dummy&apos;s part 2'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3698860379650705906</id><published>2010-08-12T21:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:58:47.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences</title><content type='html'>The kids were acting a little different after we picked them up from youth group last night...Ring. Ring. It's the mother of the other kid that went to group; "My son is acting different, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something's&lt;/span&gt; going on." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest, I absolutely dreaded Sunday school and youth group . It felt like prison to me. A volunteer teacher, who also happened to have my dad as a professor at the local Christian University, tried to get a group of boys to follow a page-by-page Bible study, asking each of us to take turns reading the passages. We spent most of our time throwing spit wads at each other and watching the clock, just waiting for our weekly torment to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know which genes that idea came from...One time, four of us decided to ditch. (I know my sister did a couple times too.)  We thought that as long as we made it back before we were being picked up, no one would know. We skipped out and went to Jack in the Box, a local fast food eatery. What a great time we had!   It was the best "group" ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost track of the time and got back late. Sure enough, we were all in trouble. Worst of all, we were forced to continue to sit through the same old sessions of boredom week after week. Today I can't remember any of those painful lessons, but I do remember every detail of that one great group. I gained three good friends that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point I'm pointing out is that free will is a huge part of our make up.  Some of our decisions have consequences that  can last a few days, or an eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra chores, no TV or Dragon Ball Z...it's a choice made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Behold, I stand at the door and knock, if anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will comein." Rev 3:20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3698860379650705906?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3698860379650705906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/consequences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3698860379650705906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3698860379650705906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/consequences.html' title='Consequences'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-55753446945793663</id><published>2010-07-29T20:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:32:42.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity for Dummy's part 1</title><content type='html'>The Gospel of Grace says that God loves you, and you need to accept that..period. I'll borrow a line from the late Bill Bright-God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life. Now on the other hand, religion says you must walk this way, talk this way-I don't mean Aerosmith's version, but rather do ABC and act like XYZ or, you'll end up in HELL. If salvation was based on religion, on a points system of earning our way to heaven, I guess there would be no Christmas or Easter, and Jesus's death would have been in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus left us with two, just 2 commands, well, really 1A and 1B and 2; Love God with all your heart and mind, and love your neighbor as you do yourself. In doing those two things, all other prior and future CC&amp;amp;R's are fulfilled. Number 2, is for those who are a part of Gods family; we are called to preach that Gospel locally and all over the world. So next logical question is what is the Gospel? Is it a positive message, or a hellish judgemental one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-55753446945793663?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/55753446945793663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/christianity-for-dummys-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/55753446945793663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/55753446945793663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/christianity-for-dummys-part-1.html' title='Christianity for Dummy&apos;s part 1'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4162351672869160245</id><published>2010-07-28T18:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:52:09.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianese</title><content type='html'>Nuclear Nipples, Atomic Tits, Bionic Boobs, Radioactive Rack, Massive Mammeries, Hydro-electric Hibeams, Power Pillows, Gigantic Jugs. The Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone living in SoCal knows exactly what I'm referring to- The San Onofre Nuclear Power Plant. It's a mighty small percentage of the world who understand the terms, and if you go around talking like that anywhere else, people with look at you sideways and think of you as one sick puppy me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes due to the way we speak... Christianese, the world may look at us strangely as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4162351672869160245?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4162351672869160245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/christianese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4162351672869160245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4162351672869160245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/christianese.html' title='Christianese'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1942852922523563642</id><published>2010-07-28T11:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:01:40.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake it like a Polaroid</title><content type='html'>"Shake it like a Polaroid" I just heard that song by Outkast on the local hits radio station. Those of you with kids know what that means, but ask your kids, and I'm sure they haven't a clue. When was the last time you used a Polaroid camera? Companies go bankrupt when they don't keep up with the latest technology. I still remember buying a Pioneer Supertuner 8 track player for my car, and using those dial up companies with "lighting fast speeds" of 28k/second. A couple years ago all the rage was 3G, now it's 4G. Yesterday, I heard an ad where you can click a pic of a check with a phone to deposit it in your account while your falling down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple fallen trees and thick broken off branches that I have been cutting up for firewood. It's amazing the difference a sharp blade makes. Ecclesiastes 10:10 says "if the ax head is dull and it's edge unsharpened, more energy is needed to accomplish a task. Keep the blade sharp and you'll find success." Obviously this applies to our work, our mind, as well as business models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in real estate for two decades now, yet I still takes classes every week to keep up on the latest trends, lawsuits, and the latest tools, available for a sharper blade. We live in an information age where the level of knowledge is increasing at warp speed. The way you did things two years ago may not be the same way you do it today. The knowledge you have two years ago may not be adequate to compete. The Bible tells us to persue excellence in all we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we all want to hear "Wow, what a sharp individual" vs what a dull dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1942852922523563642?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1942852922523563642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/shake-it-like-polaroid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1942852922523563642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1942852922523563642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/shake-it-like-polaroid.html' title='Shake it like a Polaroid'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1043604527630190620</id><published>2010-07-27T09:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:44:04.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teach a child to choose the right path or Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it. Proverbs 22:6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon further study on this I see the verse doesn't say train a child to choose the path that I, the parent chooses for him. God has imprinted each of us with passions, aptitudes and skills. His word encourages those of us who are parents to train our children to recognize and pursue them. While we all want what's best for our kids, we sometimes force on them our ideas of what they should be. When we do that, we foreclose God's intentions for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a story of a young gal- 12 or 13 years old - who was one of six or seven kids in a very conservative Christian family, homeschooled, and on a pretty short leash. One day she was asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. Without hesitation she said she wanted to be a wife and mother - "just like my mom." It was a response she had clearly given many times before. After several minutes of silence she blurted out, "Actually, I want to be an FBI agent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take is that maybe it means that children should be encouraged to pursue their paths in life based on the way that God wired them. Seems pretty simple, right? Maybe not. We've all heard stories of frustrated adults who become doctors or lawyers or work in the family business because it was always expected of them. They were forced to fit a picture their parents had drawn for their future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1043604527630190620?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1043604527630190620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/teach-child-to-choose-right-path-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1043604527630190620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1043604527630190620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/teach-child-to-choose-right-path-or.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-472189171686925347</id><published>2010-07-26T17:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:38:29.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with Mom</title><content type='html'>I just took my mom to lunch today and ran into a couple people I know; a past real estate client, and my Pastor growing up,  co-author of the "Left Behind" book series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is struggling with his math homework.  In particular, fractions, finding common denominators, through division and multiplication, and and solving what 1/2 of 1/3 of X is. I see him struggle and scribble numbers, and the dad in me wants to just give him the answers.  But would that ultimately help or hinder him, if I didn't allow him to work through each problem?  So it is with us; as we go through trials and tribulations, aka problems, the reality is as we work through them, they prepare us for life, and many times, put us in a position to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past client was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;noticeably&lt;/span&gt; upset as she told me the story of how she and her partner lost  about $100,000 in the real estate market.  When it was my turn to share and explain my loss of many, many times that, laughing at the circumstances as I spoke.  She couldn't believe my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;. When I told her how confident I am that God is in control, and how good God truly is and pointed to my belly expressing the fact that I haven't missed a meal yet, she broke down and started to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I hear stories like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;, it really puts things in perspective.  Thank you so much for sharing, I feel so much better."  I think what she was trying to say, was that she hadn't missed any meals either, and having to drive a three year old Mercedes, isn't so bad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my son can tell me that 1/100&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of a whole lot, is still enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-472189171686925347?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/472189171686925347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/lunch-with-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/472189171686925347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/472189171686925347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/lunch-with-mom.html' title='Lunch with Mom'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-523197419903335323</id><published>2010-07-26T12:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T12:43:14.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Pool</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day as the carpool driver for 5 of the local kids. The last kid to be picked up was done so nearly a half hour before school starts, and school is a mere five to ten minutes away, depending on traffic. I thought I was leaving too early &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; the kids there with 15-20 minutes to spare. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Evidently&lt;/span&gt; not. One mom lambasted me up one side and down the other for being late. Great start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every family is different, and each has issues. I for instance, tend to be too mellow for some, while in my eyes, this mom to me seemed too high strung. In church this past week we looked into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jesus's&lt;/span&gt; family tree as recorded in Matthew 1. While you may think y&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;our's&lt;/span&gt; and mine are messed up, His contains names of pagans, prostitutes, liars, adulteresses, and murderers - messed-up people that God used to do amazing things. This just goes to show us that in any situation, any family background, God can work through it.  Heck, even what some would consider a perfect "stock" family might even have issues we don't see, but God does. It is no different for you and me and our families. Don't wait to be all fixed up before you turn to Him. We will never be perfect, but the desire of God's heart is to pick us up when we fall and help us be what He intended for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-523197419903335323?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/523197419903335323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/car-pool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/523197419903335323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/523197419903335323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/car-pool.html' title='Car Pool'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-811963670553304764</id><published>2010-07-25T10:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:03:27.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Motorhome?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/TExNpcQ1QLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/92DfnTaoPzo/s1600/gmc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497854619469299890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/TExNpcQ1QLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/92DfnTaoPzo/s320/gmc3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did I ever tell the story how I got this M&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;otorhome&lt;/span&gt; for free? Ever since I saw the first one on the road in the 70's I thought these were pretty cool. I still collect Hot Wheels-you know the little metal cars by Mattel that "kids" play with. Over 50 different models based on this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Motorhome have been produced over the years&lt;/span&gt;. The most famous was the Urban Assault Vehicle from the movie "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stripes&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my wife and I wanted to get either a trailer or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Motorhome&lt;/span&gt; as the boys were growing up. We looked for a couple years, but couldn't find the right one-too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;junky&lt;/span&gt;, and one might break down in the middle of nowhere. Too nice, and one might get upset about beach sand, dirt (and spilt milk.) So that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt; came and went, and again no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Motorhome&lt;/span&gt;, so we donated the monies saved to the church we attended at the time. The very next day, I get a call from a guy who handles all the donations for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Childrens&lt;/span&gt; Hospital. He says he has the perfect one for me for 3500! We would have bough it for much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple years later we sold it-for a profit, and bought a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CalTrans&lt;/span&gt; Orange one like the picture. I had it a mere 6 hours when someone offered me three times what I paid for it... Six hours!  That profit was used to buy the one pictured for free! See how God works things out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, when I start to worry about sales or lack of, I'm reminded that our God is good and He's good all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid" (John 14:27).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-811963670553304764?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/811963670553304764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/free-motorhome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/811963670553304764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/811963670553304764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/free-motorhome.html' title='Free Motorhome?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/TExNpcQ1QLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/92DfnTaoPzo/s72-c/gmc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4476619656546788389</id><published>2010-07-25T10:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T10:39:50.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For sale</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I did an Open House at the house I grew up in. Signage was up on a fairly busy street pointing potentials to the home. When only a half a dozen people showed, and a couple were just the walking by looky-loo's kind, I started to get that sinking feeling one gets when things don't go your way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fix your mind on problems, you stumble. When you keep your mind on God, the problems tumble. Somehow, His peace is the real deal.  While fear is a natural response to obstacles, adversity and failure, the peace He gives, is the supernatural response given to us by His grace. Just as Jesus had authority over the wind and waves, He has authority over the storms, in our lives. He has authority over our doubts, fears and shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in His time, the right buyer, seller, or investor will cross my path and I'll have another story to post.  Until then, I just continue to put it out there "I'm an Ambassador of God, masquerading as a Realtor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4476619656546788389?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4476619656546788389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4476619656546788389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4476619656546788389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-sale.html' title='For sale'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3847288826993891336</id><published>2010-07-24T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:26:22.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rarely early, never late</title><content type='html'>In a prior blog, I talked about how God always comes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; in His time; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rarely&lt;/span&gt; early, never late.  Another time, I lost my keys.  These were the computer chip variety, not one you can duplicate at the local Home Depot.  As a matter of fact, this key was about $250 to replace; not something you want to lose or misplace.  But I left my keys somewhere; either in the church service, the kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; school rooms, or the doughnut table.  Again, this church was on a college campus so it's not like there was a lost in found one could go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I retraced all the places I'd visited on campus to no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;avail&lt;/span&gt;.  I knew they were never to be found again.  But my son said "let's pray dad."  We prayed, and walked toward on of the staffers we knew to ask him to keep an eye out just in case.  I start explaining to him what they look like, when he reaches into his pocket and says. "Are these yours?"  Thousands of people, large campus, found keys.  Wow. Thanks God.  Isn't it great when our kids teach us to seek God first?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3847288826993891336?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3847288826993891336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/rarely-early-never-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3847288826993891336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3847288826993891336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/rarely-early-never-late.html' title='Rarely early, never late'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2451369600610623353</id><published>2010-07-22T21:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:14:17.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweat the small stuff?</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; reminded how God has a way of working things out ahead of time and usually out of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, our house in Georgia was being shared with 3 families; each had gone through some of life's difficult turns and we opened it up as an ark so to speak. Thing is, when you have a ton of people living in you house, the utilities and everything else goes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaay&lt;/span&gt; up. I freaked out a little when my checking account dipped down to under what the utility bills were for the month. One of the families had gotten a job a few months earlier and had some unexpected other income come in. I had been selling off my personal belongings to make the payments, yet it wasn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to cover, so I actually got upset and asked the family to pitch in like the other family was doing. Guess what, I really didn't need to ask since God had worked it out already. Just a few weeks after that incidence, a commission check came in that covered the costs for a few months. I gave most of the money back in gift cards, but the damage was done, things were not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had asthma since I was two. One day on my way to church, I neglected to take my inhaler with me. When church was over and I went out to the car, it wouldn't start. I knew I needed a battery soon, just didn't know I needed it &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; soon. I almost got asthma just thinking about the idea of pushing the car out into the lane to find someone with jumper cables. The first person I asked said she didn't have any cables. Then she turned around and said "I think I might, let me look." I started following her back, and guess where her car was parked? Nose to nose with mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you may ask what's the big deal about that? The church was so large, it was renting the auditorium of a local college. There were thousands of parking spaces, and the next service was about to start. So of all the parking spots and of all of people, the one that I asked, was the only one that wouldn't bring on an asthma attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story after story, you think I'd know by now not to sweat the small stuff...and yes, it is all small stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2451369600610623353?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2451369600610623353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweat-small-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2451369600610623353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2451369600610623353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweat-small-stuff.html' title='Sweat the small stuff?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-978510891379851083</id><published>2010-07-16T17:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:02:54.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DUI of the HS</title><content type='html'>Psalm 139 tells us that God is always present. He searches our souls and knows everything about us. When he sees us heading in the wrong direction--toward disappointment and destruction--he invites us to come under the influence of his Holy Spirit so that he can guide us in a new direction. When times come on us that seem &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; like Habakkuk talks about, rest assured, God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk 3: 17-19&lt;br /&gt;Though the fig tree does not bud&lt;br /&gt;and there are no grapes on the vines,&lt;br /&gt;though the olive crop fails&lt;br /&gt;and the fields produce no food,&lt;br /&gt;though there are no sheep in the pen&lt;br /&gt;and no cattle in the stalls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;I will be joyful in God my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 The Sovereign LORD is my strength;&lt;br /&gt;he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,&lt;br /&gt;he enables me to go on the heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reason to ask God to test us is so we can discover what our next right step is. God sees the road ahead of us. When I ask him to search me and test me and lead me, I am asking that he guide me away from what offends him and toward a solid, lasting way of life. Then, rather than driving under the influence of my fearful, frustrated mind, I can choose to follow his guidance and rely on his strength. When I get wobbly I know he will hold me tightly. He sees past the next turn and wants to lead me to an amazing destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God in command, it's easy to abandon the silly and destructive ways of our secular culture and refuse to live under its influence. Instead I can drive with strength and confidence, under the influence of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-978510891379851083?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/978510891379851083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/dui-of-hs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/978510891379851083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/978510891379851083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/dui-of-hs.html' title='DUI of the HS'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3065433624280259861</id><published>2010-07-08T19:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:08:21.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An App for That</title><content type='html'>"If you put away the dishwasher and the silverware, I'll take out the trash and the recyclables." That's the deal my boys worked out today since they didn't like how I assigned the chore list. So far, that transaction has worked out okay; few ever do however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do we think God works on a system of give and take; that our relationship with God is a series of transactions? Living every day in a system of transactions means that we must do things to get God to do things. If we do bad things, then He does, causes, or allows bad things to happen to us. In the transaction system, God can be distant, cold, and disconnected. God is not relational but reactive. Many of us have been taught that this is how God works and daily strive to make good transactions with God. I've yet to find any instance in the Bible that presents a God of transactions but a ton on a God of transformation, who loves us and out of His great love, desires to transform our actions, our beliefs and our values in spite of ourselves. That's the whole Agape thing...I love you period. He's got an app for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3065433624280259861?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3065433624280259861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/app-for-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3065433624280259861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3065433624280259861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/app-for-that.html' title='An App for That'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5947320903453809715</id><published>2010-07-08T12:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:09:52.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've blogged before on the importance of the rudder to a ship, and how important it is to start your day with your personal rudder pointed the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. B. Meyer stood on the deck of a ship approaching land, he wondered how the crew knew when and how to safely steer to the dock. It was a stormy night, and visibility was low. Meyer, standing on the bridge and peering through the window, asked "Captain, how do you know when to turn this ship into that narrow harbor?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's an art," replied the captain. "Do you see those three red lights on the shore? When they're all in a straight line I go right in!"&lt;br /&gt;Later Meyer said: "When we want to know God's will, there are three things which always occur: the inward impulse, the Word of God, and the trend of circumstances. Never act until these three things agree."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5947320903453809715?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5947320903453809715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-blogged-before-on-importance-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5947320903453809715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5947320903453809715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-blogged-before-on-importance-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-9128155865457388019</id><published>2010-07-07T12:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:22:14.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's just me, but I've noticed many people I come in contact with are not very happy; something is always bothering them and rarely thankful.  An attitude of gratitude is imperative to living fully and God-centered. Our culture of comfort teaches us to be thankful for big homes and cool cars, nice clothes and a full pantry. While those are certainly things to be grateful for, we need to begin with thankfulness for our salvation and our relationship with God--regardless of our level of income, mode of transportation, or the brand name on our shoes.  I've heard it said that gratitude and joy are the twin children of grace....gratitude follows grace and joy follows gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One blogger comments about meeting with a friend "Over lunch one day, he told me about a time when he was severely depressed and felt hopeless about his life stage and situation. As he sat at his kitchen table early one morning, he decided to make a list of the things he was thankful for. The list, he explained, kept growing and growing and growing, until he had hundreds of things written down. He fell to his knees in gratitude to God. It was that simple exercise that lifted him from his depression. His focus changed from all that was wrong with his life, to all that was right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we meet with God each morning, and walk with him each day, let's live with the perspective-altering attitude of thankfulness. Then watch how he changes us and works through us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-9128155865457388019?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9128155865457388019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/attitude-of-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/9128155865457388019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/9128155865457388019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/attitude-of-gratitude.html' title='Attitude of Gratitude'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6190934997444614397</id><published>2010-06-30T11:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:30:02.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Radical school posters</title><content type='html'>Back in San Diego, settling in, getting the boys ready for year around school.  Evidently some irresponsible kids and teachers tried to put up a few posters that were just too radical for the district.  You be the judge &lt;a href="http://www.citizenlink.org/videofeatures/A000012237.cfm"&gt;http://www.citizenlink.org/videofeatures/A000012237.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6190934997444614397?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6190934997444614397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/radical-school-posters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6190934997444614397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6190934997444614397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/radical-school-posters.html' title='Radical school posters'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-738066735809951222</id><published>2010-06-22T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:03:27.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camouflage</title><content type='html'>Most of us have heard or read the story of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prodical&lt;/span&gt; son in Luke 15:11-32. You know; the example of The Father's love for his lost son. He squanders his fathers gift and comes back thinking his dad will serve up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;retribution&lt;/span&gt;. No-He's a loving dad who welcomes him back with open arms, even celebrates with a party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story... La la la la la I can't hear you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father has two sons we know of; the other, older is more than upset with the grace his dad shows the lost son. While on the outside the older brother appeared to be a success, we learn that his heart contained its own kind of darkness. Jesus described the older brother as "angry" when he learned of the celebration being held for his wayward sibling. He refused to participate in the party and he rejected the pleadings of his father to rejoice with him at his brother's return. He demonstrates his bitterness when he describes himself as "slaving" for his father. He resents his father for never being given his own celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither son is credited with understanding the true nature or character of their father. They were both self-centered. They were both mistaken. They both wanted life on their own terms. For one, his sins were public. For the other, his sins were camouflaged, buried just beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you know the rest of the story...G'day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-738066735809951222?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/738066735809951222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/camouflage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/738066735809951222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/738066735809951222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/camouflage.html' title='Camouflage'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6251297585602392882</id><published>2010-06-16T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:26:20.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Significance vs success</title><content type='html'>Echoing on yesterday's blog, Paul in Acts 20,  talks to us about the whole giving vs receiving dynamic. Many times (over 600) in the Bible the theme about discovering the joy of giving of your time, talents, and treasures versus the trap of the love of money.  It's easy to get caught up in the day-to-day drama, and to begin to measure success based on wealth, achievement, and status.  Yet, true joy comes from looking at God's plan for our lives, and building a life of significance rather than success. I was reminded of this yesterday when I got three calls from three different people I've been involved in the lives of back in Atlanta these past three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 20:30-50 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29-31"I know that as soon as I'm gone, vicious wolves are going to show up and rip into this flock, men from your very own ranks twisting words so as to seduce disciples into following them instead of Jesus. So stay awake and keep up your guard. Remember those three years I kept at it with you, never letting up, pouring my heart out with you, one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32"Now I'm turning you over to God, our marvelous God whose gracious Word can make you into what he wants you to be and give you everything you could possibly need in this community of holy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33-35"I've never, as you so well know, had any taste for wealth or fashion. With these bare hands I took care of my own basic needs and those who worked with me. In everything I've done, I have demonstrated to you how necessary it is to work on behalf of the weak and not exploit them. You'll not likely go wrong here if you keep remembering that our Master said, 'You're far happier giving than getting.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6251297585602392882?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6251297585602392882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/significance-vs-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6251297585602392882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6251297585602392882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/significance-vs-success.html' title='Significance vs success'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-46474379815671584</id><published>2010-06-15T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:27:27.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea what defines you</title><content type='html'>A river runs through it; a river runs to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sea of Galilee in the middle east is a body of water that receives water from several sources, and passes it on through. The Dead Sea receives the same water from the Sea of Galilee, and just collects and hoards everything it gets, never passes any on through. The direct result of these two very different bodies of water that are fed by the same source is that the Sea of Galilee is vibrant with life, water sports, destination resorts. It attracts a lot of activity. The complete opposite is the Dead Sea. Even though it gets water from the same source, it never passes on the wealth so to speak.  It's stagnant. It is 10 times saltier and than any other ocean or sea, and full of minerals. Drink it though, and you will die. It's toxic. Because it is so salty and full of minerals, one can easily float.  Stay in too long though, and it will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; suck the life out of you by osmosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are blessed (and we truly are!) How do we respond with the resources given to us? Pause and take inventory of your blessings, then allow those same blessings to flow through you to others.   Choose to be a sea of life rather than a one who takes and sucks the life out of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-46474379815671584?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/46474379815671584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/sea-what-defines-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/46474379815671584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/46474379815671584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/sea-what-defines-you.html' title='Sea what defines you'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4912978762807141456</id><published>2010-06-10T11:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:52:42.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Wooden's Creed</title><content type='html'>Coach Wooden dead at the age of 88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was one of the great coaches known for one liners that helped build character not only in his players lives, but also those of us who remember them. One such quote is his 7 point creed-&lt;br /&gt;"Be true to yourself. Make each day a masterpiece. Help others. Drink deeply from good books, especially the Bible. Make friendship a fine art. Build a shelter against a rainy day. Pray for guidance and give thanks for your blessings every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the board game  Trivial Pursuit questions is "What newspaper is famous for the quote "All the news that's fit to print?"  That's right the answer is The New York Times...Obviously they thought any reference to spiritual things is not fit to print.  Coach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wooden's&lt;/span&gt; famous creed was edited recently...Heaven forbid one reads the Bible or Prays for guidance, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; this world is perfect isn't it ?  There's no reason to try to improve it!  Why seek guidance from the Creator of all things?  We are too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; and have all the answers to world peace, oil leaks and famine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another of his quotes- Talent is God given, be humble.  Fame is man given, be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Conceit&lt;/span&gt; is self given, be careful."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4912978762807141456?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4912978762807141456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/coach-woodens-creed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4912978762807141456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4912978762807141456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/coach-woodens-creed.html' title='Coach Wooden&apos;s Creed'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-658588068552816381</id><published>2010-06-09T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:46:52.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine!</title><content type='html'>So I'm replacing DVD's in their plastic cases and I come across Finding Nemo. I can watch it over and over and not get tired of viewing. I love the part where the sea gulls are all saying "Mine, Mine, Mine..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our trip across country to San Diego last week, I overheard the boys on several occasions say "Stop, don't touch, that's Mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine. Mine. Mine..God's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 24:1 says-The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.&lt;br /&gt;The world and all its people belong to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all His!  I'm not the owner-I'm just managing everything He happens to allow me to have or be involved with. Time, efforts, even money and physical things, I need to be a good steward with. The hard part is the trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting that He is good all the time, and that it's okay when we loosen the grasp on, well, everything. The thing is, if we get stripped of some things, it shouldn't stress us since they were His anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat's had it going on in N GA. Their backyard was a golf course and lake. Food and fun was prevalent everywhere. So when it came to taking them from that lifestyle, and driving 2000 miles; they freaked! They didn't realize I can be trusted; that I have a good plan for them. They would be fine and safe in my arms. There was no need for the guttural meow of anxiety! Now they are here, and they are settling in nicely. However, as a good "Dad" I have to take away their freedom somewhat in order to protect them from unknown dangers unfamiliar to them-cars, coyotes, cats, and carnivores to name a few.  I know what's best for them, and playing outside at night or in the street isn't best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's addition by subtraction; I'm adding to their life as I'm taking away potential life changing situations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-658588068552816381?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/658588068552816381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/658588068552816381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/658588068552816381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/mine.html' title='Mine!'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3034138541165104168</id><published>2010-05-27T08:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T08:58:08.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much or Too Little</title><content type='html'>Os &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hillman&lt;/span&gt;, a local here in Cumming GA, puts out a daily called TGIF-Today God Is First. As I was reading it today, I came across a portion that affects many of us, so I thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, my God, that You test the heart and are pleased with integrity." - 1 Chronicles 29:17a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God tests His children to know what is in their hearts. God's desire for each of His children is to walk in relationship with Him, to uphold His righteousness and integrity. It is a high calling that we will fail to achieve without complete dependence on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest tests come not in great adversities, but in great prosperity. For it is in prosperity that we begin to lose the sensitivity to sin in our lives. Adversity motivates us to righteousness out of a desire to see our adversity changed. Prosperity fails to provide this motivation for obedience. We fall into a satisfaction and confidence in life that is based on our prosperity rather than on God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 30 talks to this point as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 30:8-9 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 First, help me never to tell a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Second, give me neither poverty nor riches!&lt;br /&gt;Give me just enough to satisfy my needs.&lt;br /&gt;9 For if I grow rich, I may deny you and say, “Who is the Lord?”&lt;br /&gt;And if I am too poor, I may steal and thus insult God’s holy name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3034138541165104168?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3034138541165104168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-hillman-local-here-in-cumming-ga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3034138541165104168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3034138541165104168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-hillman-local-here-in-cumming-ga.html' title='Too Much or Too Little'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8554051439049285863</id><published>2010-05-25T10:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:05:53.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>I think some of the toughest times in our lives are when we seem to be in a dark place.  It is a place in which it seems as if all past experiences are of no value. It is a time of such stillness that it can disturb the most faithful if we do not understand that He is the one who has brought us to this place if only for a season. It is as if God has placed a wall around. No new opportunities - simply inactivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I need to just rest in Him... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BeHjYK2Z1YI"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=BeHjYK2Z1YI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During these times, God is calling us aside to fashion something new in us. It is a place of nothingness designed to call us to deeper roots of prayer and faith. It is not a comfortable place, especially for a task-driven believer. Our nature cries out, "You must do something" while God is saying, "Be still and know that I am God." You know the signs that you have been brought into this place when He has removed many things from your life and you can't seem to change anything.  Many people live a very planned and orchestrated life where they know almost everything that will happen. But for people in whom God is performing a deeper work, He brings them into a time of quietness that seems almost eerie. They cannot see what God is doing. They just know that He is doing a work that cannot be explained to themselves or to others. " Os &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8554051439049285863?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8554051439049285863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8554051439049285863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8554051439049285863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/rest.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7403993219017193652</id><published>2010-05-22T07:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:28:20.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign of the Times</title><content type='html'>When a woman is about to give birth, the birth pangs start shallow and get more intense the closer the time to giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible talks about the birth pangs of when you'll know when a world economy will be established. Consider the following;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 5 years, oil consumption has eclipsed production&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago China wasn't even in the top 50 oil consumers; now number 2 behind the US&lt;br /&gt;While the world has always had wars, there are more wars and rumor of war than anytime in history.&lt;br /&gt;The world economies are collapsing; by 2020, 90% of the US GDP will go just for paying debt.&lt;br /&gt;Most everyone already is identified by a number; social security, passport, drivers license, bank accts etc. The logical next step is a globalized number scanable permanently on a visible part of your either hand or forehead? The book of Revelation talks about that.&lt;br /&gt;More and more diseases, famines, wild weather, earthquakes in places never before encountered, Global cooling in the 70's; Global warming in the 00's. Near miss by an asteroid last year.&lt;br /&gt;CFR says economically, things will only continue to be on a downward spiral. &lt;a href="http://www.cfr.org/publication/22130/eurozone_problem_for_the_united_states.html?breadcrumb=%2Fissue%2F492%2Ffinancial_crises"&gt;http://www.cfr.org/publication/22130/eurozone_problem_for_the_united_states.html?breadcrumb=%2Fissue%2F492%2Ffinancial_crises&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's appetite for oil will only increase if something doesn't change. China generally doesn't like to abide by the rules so to speak, and will continue to hunger for more oil. I find it interesting that the Middle East has much of the worlds oil resources, yet amazingly, Israel, has none? What if, for just a moment, we find out they are sitting on huge reserves..wouldn't be the first time they've kept secrets. More amazing is the fact that the Bible said that Israel's final generation will happen &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; being dispersed for 2000 years....They became a nation again after a 2000 year absence in 1948, and Jerusalem in 1967.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 38 talks about a 200,000,000- man army along with Persia (Iran) and other Mid-East Countries attacking Israel in a great battle, but 4/5th of that attacking army is destroyed. The only army today with those kinds of numbers is China. While it's no secret the Arab community would like nothing more than to drive Israel into the sea, The surprising kink may be the aligning of China to help for oil considerations? Just speculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matt%2024&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matt%2024&amp;amp;version=NLT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7403993219017193652?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7403993219017193652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/sign-of-times-editorial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7403993219017193652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7403993219017193652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/sign-of-times-editorial.html' title='Sign of the Times'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7802547281622378751</id><published>2010-05-20T09:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:31:08.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's PR Firm pt 2</title><content type='html'>The recent "coming out" on Larry King of former Christian recording artist Jenifer K&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;napp&lt;/span&gt; on the surface looks like it's yet another hit to God's PR. But is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/showbiz/2010/04/23/lkl.christian.rock.singer.gay.cnn.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/showbiz/2010/04/23/lkl.christian.rock.singer.gay.cnn.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr King poses the question "Are you going to hell?" 1 Cor 6:18-20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;specifically&lt;/span&gt; addresses this issues to Christians..."Run from sexual sin.  No other sin affects the body more than this one.  Sexual immorality is against your own body. Don't you realize your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who lives in you and given to you. You've been bought for  price, so honor God with your bod." He's pretty direct; He gives a stern warning but doesn't condemn to hell.  Religion does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, she has issues.  So do you and I.  None are perfect, no not one.  We all stumble, we all fall.  She is choosing to live in sin.  Hers happens to be sexual sin, maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt; is that your fat, or a porn addict, or a liar or cheat on your taxes.  Maybe you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; go 66 mph.  Hmmm, I remember a story about splinters and logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I study the Bible, the more proof that it's only by His grace through faith that saves us. Not what you do, or don't do or you'd boast as being good or bad. Why else would the Bible be so full of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stories&lt;/span&gt; where people sinned, even murdered yet are not going to hell!  Jesus came from a line that included &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rahab&lt;/span&gt; a prostitute, David and Moses, murderers.  When the religious of the day brought a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prostitute&lt;/span&gt; before Jesus to see what He would say, Jesus said "You who are without sin, throw the first stone!"  Then I believe, he started writing all the guys sins in the sand.  One by one they dropped their stones and walked away. Later Jesus forgave but told her "Go and sin no more."  Easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a screw up, you're a screw up.  We all screw up. Christianity went from about 100,000 Christians world wide in AD 100 to over 200,000,000 just 300 years later. Because it is based on Love, not condemnation as other religions are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion took a hit,  God? Not so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7802547281622378751?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7802547281622378751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/gods-pr-firm-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7802547281622378751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7802547281622378751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/gods-pr-firm-pt-2.html' title='God&apos;s PR Firm pt 2'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6395988523269008390</id><published>2010-05-20T07:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:01:26.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's PR Firm</title><content type='html'>St Augustine's take on the Great Commission of Matt 28 was "Go into the world and preach the Gospel, but only use words when absolutely necessary." CS Lewis once said "If you think I'm a lousy Christian, you should see how I used to be!" Even though God probably isn't in need of a PR firm to represent Him, still, it is important how we live our lives, especially in the public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first words out of my mouth used to be "I don't do that, I'm a Christian." I just set myself up for intense criticism and failure. Whatever I do, in someone's eyes, I will have blown it. When I go to a party or evening out, I know that anything over two drinks is too much for me.  When someone asks me why I don't have more, I don't need to say "no, I'm a Christian" rather, I can let them know that two is my personal limit without getting out of control.  Even though our works don't save us or condemn us, they do define who we are, like it or not. It's a fine line to be in but not of this world.  Granted, there will always be people like my mom, who recently went on a "church trip" to Branson. She commented to me "I can't believe they call themselves Christians- some were playing cards and drinking!"  Oh well, she grew up in a church that escorted women out of the service if they wore pants...Or if guys had hair that touched the ears or collar.  I guess Jesus would have been escorted out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWJD-What Would Jesus Do, more than just a catch phrase, really should be how I try to live my life. Jesus did spend time eating and drinking with the world.   He even turned water into wine as His first miracle.  Sorry mom, it wasn't grape juice.  I'm fairly sure He never drank so much as to lose any control, but rather, used that opportunity connected to the Vine to produce much fruit in His 33 years on earth. If I truly am connected, I should be producing an &lt;em&gt;enticing &lt;/em&gt;fruit through my life with respect to both God and the people who cross my path.  If I'm not both salt and light-How am I allowing others to see life is more "tasty" while shinning the light of the Lord to a dark and getting darker world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond being a witness to others, essentially, I have an even greater responsibility to help the people in my life find and follow Jesus. Ultimately, it is the way I live my life that will be one of the greatest influences on a decision to follow Christ and know that the claims of Christianity are true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6395988523269008390?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6395988523269008390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/gods-pr-firm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6395988523269008390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6395988523269008390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/gods-pr-firm.html' title='God&apos;s PR Firm'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6129851250526351519</id><published>2010-05-18T15:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:20:31.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The crooked roads shall become straight, the rough ways smooth" (Luke 3:5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged in the past about GPS. Global Positioning Satellite, God's Protection Systems, God's Personal Safety-net, etc. I've gotten past the annoying voice from my car GPS, Sometimes, I get off course and the voice says: "Recalculating route." Basically telling me I've missed my turn and letting me know the most direct route back on course. Sometimes we can make wrong turns in our spiritual lives. We think we are going the right direction only to discover maybe it was never God's will to enter that relationship, make that business deal, hire that person, make that move - the examples are limitless. Thing is, we will eventually get to our destination, just took a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an amazing thing about God. He can make our crooked places straight. He has an ability to make whatever blunder we make, turn out right. That doesn't mean we have the freedom to blow it all the time as there may be consequences to those decisions. He will always allow actions to work together for good for those called according to His purposes &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;we repent ("please make U-turn") and seek Him fully to make things right. These lessons can even contribute to greater wisdom in our lives if we learn from our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a comment from an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;annonomous&lt;/span&gt; gal- "I can remember waking up night after night, searching for the comfort of my husband, only to find our bed half empty. Going back to sleep alone, I closed my eyes to the glow from the computer screen that crept under the door, painfully aware that my husband was deeply entangled in the darkest places of the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response to his physical and emotional rejection of me as woman was to find validation elsewhere. I filed in court, and as soon as the legal ink was dry I was prowling --a predatory &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;divorcée&lt;/span&gt;. For my new life, I invested money in a new wardrobe and a little elective surgery. Changed on the outside, but filled with hurt on the inside, I relegated men to 'rental status.' This begged the question, 'Who was I, in relation to my rentals?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as my ex-husband had objectified women, in my hurt I objectified men. I denied my humanity and the humanity of others by the way I lived my life. I stopped looking in the mirror with an attitude of approval. I had a wound that could only be healed by a Savior; the remedy for my pain was never going to be found physically-only spiritually. In Jesus I have found love, acceptance and forgiveness, and He's turned my life around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool to know God's omnipotence is always one step ahead of our incompetence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6129851250526351519?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6129851250526351519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/crooked-roads-shall-become-straight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6129851250526351519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6129851250526351519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/crooked-roads-shall-become-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3043340398891630759</id><published>2010-05-11T08:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:40:00.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Far Gone?</title><content type='html'>Our Bonita house was built before 1892, it seems like we’ve been remodeling for the entire ten years we’ve owned it. Initially, we stripped most of the house down to bare studs; we re-designed, we moved walls, added living space in the attic, we fixed problems from years of neglect. Sometimes something would look okay on the outside, but inside a support beam was broken or a pipe was slowly rotting away. At one point, we filled two 40 yard roll offs with materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we looked at the mess, we saw possibilities. Several of the surrounding neighbors thought it was a tear down, too far gone to be saved! Yet, when friends would come to visit, we would excitedly tell them what the plan was, and how we were going to achieve it. It took patience and hard work to make our house into the home we knew it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often in our lives all we can see is the mess. But God looks at us and sees what He's building. He can walk through our mess and see amazing possibilities. He knows the damage we've covered up that really needs fixing, and He knows what needs to be re-designed. And He is the perfect one to bring all those changes about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time-Please be patient, God is not finished with me yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3043340398891630759?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3043340398891630759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-far-gone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3043340398891630759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3043340398891630759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-far-gone.html' title='Too Far Gone?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4281157683789518532</id><published>2010-05-11T07:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:22:15.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Godlilness with Contentment is Great Gain</title><content type='html'>If I raised my kids today like I was raised, CPS would be at my door...daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to play hide and seek after dark, and jump off roofs to get safe.  Most summer days, I was locked out of the house til dinner was ready.  I never wore a seat belt or child seat for that matter.  Furthermore, I would routinely jump from the back seat to the front, and back.  Bike helmet? What's that? My skateboard had metal wheels; one little pebble in the road would send me flying, oh, and I don't have wings!  Amazingly, I'm still alive today, well, barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are consumed by safety, even obsessed with it at times.  Even in our spiritual lives.  How many of us have prayed the following?  "Dear Jesus, protect us as we travel today, keep the kids safe at school. Bring us home safely...be with such and such, in Jesus name..."  Now I'm not saying there's anything wrong with that, rather, that seems to be the priority.  Sometimes we elevate it to the neglect of praying &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; what God thinks is best.  Sometimes our comfort and safety may not be what's best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been praying more for direction, discernment, right choices, right contacts, favor, and &lt;em&gt;His&lt;/em&gt; blessings, and growing closer to Him along the way; whatever the outcome.  "Godliness with contentment is great gain."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4281157683789518532?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4281157683789518532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/godlilness-with-contentment-is-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4281157683789518532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4281157683789518532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/godlilness-with-contentment-is-great.html' title='Godlilness with Contentment is Great Gain'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-8551199456679367300</id><published>2010-05-11T06:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T07:52:11.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Persevere!</title><content type='html'>"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him" (James 1:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a great life verse don't you think? Fact is, sometimes I have this test over and over again.  I wonder when is it going to let up?  But that's when I start to get excited!  I've told many people who are going through trials and struggles in life that to some this is the only hell we'll ever know.  While others, unfortunately, this is the only heaven they'll ever know.  This life here is so temporary, it's almost silly to worry and stress about it.  The better question is what am I doing today, right now to bring glory to God both personally with our vertical relationship, and horizontally with everyone we come in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I live on a golf course, I rarely follow the game.  Maybe a little when Tiger is playing due to his notoriety.  What I notice most is sometimes the shots are hit perfectly, but the outcomes aren't always as hoped.  One shot just misses the cup, then rolls past, catches a slight slope and rolls away and into the trap.  Cr-p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I need to keep the big picture in mind when things don't always turn out as planned.  As we persevere, we grow stronger, and when the occasion arrises when, even if we hit the ball of life correctly, one bump can send that ball off course.  It's the next hit out of the trap that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-8551199456679367300?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8551199456679367300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/persevere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8551199456679367300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/8551199456679367300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/persevere.html' title='Persevere!'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1404810700510548620</id><published>2010-05-08T10:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:43:01.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>Ode to mom;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct quotes from Proverbs 31:10-21...well, kinda. My paraphrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek to be a fantastic mom and wife; she's trustworthy, more precious than gemstones, builds up, never tears down, greatly enriches those around her, all her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an avid coupon mom, only buying the best deals out there. She's the first one up, preparing breakfast each morning for the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; babe, selling for profit, then plants a garden and vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always helping those worse off than herself, while at the same time making sure her family is ready for the tough times to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes her own stuff. She's a Creative Memory and Cricket babe. Even has her own line of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not a blabbermouth; when she speaks, only wise words that are kind and full of instruction come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her kids and husband say "your the best mom in the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is only skin deep, and gravity eventually takes it's toll, but a mom who puts her trust in the Lord; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kudo's&lt;/span&gt; to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring her gifts for all she has done.&lt;br /&gt;Let the world see she's got her act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Moms...your the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1404810700510548620?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1404810700510548620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1404810700510548620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1404810700510548620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2427912868095253486</id><published>2010-05-08T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:21:27.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The next best thing</title><content type='html'>Are we meant to endure an average mediocre life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in GA, there is a village named &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vickery&lt;/span&gt;, where each house is unique but a knock off of a famous house or theme. Cool place to live.  Matter of fact, the village won an award four of the past 5 years as the best planned community in the U.S. In 2005, Better Homes and Garden Magazine was giving away a Frank Lloyd Wright knock off in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vickery&lt;/span&gt; Village. When Mr Wright was asked which of his famous homes he liked the best, he said “The next one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is or should be with us. Rather than gloating on the “what was” or “could have been,” maybe, just maybe, we should bank on the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s time to stretch our faith once more? Get the fire back. Get the passion back. Even if you’&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been stuck for a while, or maybe struggled with depression or self worth, It’s time to break free. It’s time to rise above the morass to become the person God created you to be. Defeat failure and negative thinking all entangle us from time to time. Just remember whose we are. God is on your side; He loves you, and is in your corner 100%. I will trust in You, I will rest in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pruning is an often overlooked but necessary function of gardening. Sometimes, even healthy looking limbs need to be cut back and even cut off altogether. Ouch. In our lives sometimes that hurts. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Unbeknownst&lt;/span&gt; to us, we wonder why that limb was cut off. New growth burst forth with a passion when the sun hits the new growth and then fruit can flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Many&lt;/span&gt; of us have had our branches &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pruned&lt;/span&gt; back from The Vine...Now the excitement of new growth begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2427912868095253486?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2427912868095253486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/next-best-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2427912868095253486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2427912868095253486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/next-best-thing.html' title='The next best thing'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-5005864359780157635</id><published>2010-05-04T09:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:55:35.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>Doing the same thing day in and day out and expecting something to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a classic definition of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered that thought as I was perusing one of my journals this morning. I came across a question by Brian Tracy. “What two areas in your life if mastered, would produce the greatest reward or result?”   For me personally, they would be consistency with my Heavenly Father, and consistency of being the spiritual leader of my family.  I can settle for the status-quo, or seek to make some change for the betterment in these areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I know that I know I'm &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to do those things, and sometimes I do them very well.  Other times, I don't.  Inconsistency. However, if I was to master those two things, my vertical relationship with God, would be more "Abba" like in nature.  Rather than a rote religious checklist; went to church..check.  Did a "quiet time." Check.  Thanked Him for food and bedtime prayer.  Check.   He created us with free will, not a checklist to turn into Him at the end of our lives.  Additionally, my horizontal relationships with wife, family, friends, and associates, would also improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therein is my struggle; do I do them because I'm supposed to, or because I want to?  Where the vertical and horizontal intersect, "the Cross"  is present.  I'm convinced that more of Jesus in my life is the one thing needed to displace insanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-5005864359780157635?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5005864359780157635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/insanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5005864359780157635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/5005864359780157635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4443924133801659061</id><published>2010-04-29T15:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:45:42.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not impressed</title><content type='html'>Ever notice people who are affluent are not impressed by other people with money. God is the most affluent person in the world; He's not impressed by Mr. Gates, Mr. Warren, or Mr King or Queen. In context, when I do my best, bring my best to the table, doesn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; to a hill of beans. Grace is a gift, can't be earned or bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:8 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-10Now God has us where he wants us, with all the time in this world and the next to shower grace and kindness upon us in Christ Jesus. Saving is all his idea, and all his work. All we do is trust him enough to let him do it. It's God's gift from start to finish! We don't play the major role. If we did, we'd probably go around bragging that we'd done the whole thing! No, we neither make nor save ourselves. God does both the making and saving. He creates each of us by Christ Jesus to join him in the work he does, the good work he has gotten ready for us to do, work we had better be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christ follower, only when I'm connected to the source, any branch sprouting off a vine doesn't have to struggle to grow, or work to produce fruit. It gains its strength from its life source: The Vine. In the same way, when we make God our life source, we don't have to measure up to a list of criteria in order to be a "good Christian." Our lives will bear good fruit when we are simply connected to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, there is nothing we can do to make God love us more. Our striving doesn't impress him, and merely leaves us worn out. But when we connect with Jesus daily in prayer, and feed on his Word, we receive the power to live the life we've always wanted. That ruffles the feathers of 99% of the religions out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4443924133801659061?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4443924133801659061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-impressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4443924133801659061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4443924133801659061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-impressed.html' title='Not impressed'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3011027874594537360</id><published>2010-04-27T16:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:14:36.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are we here? Pt 2</title><content type='html'>Why do we go to preschool? To prepare us for school. Why do we go to school? To prepare us for a career. Why do we get a career? So we can survive life, get married, raise a family etc. Why do many of us have kids or pets? To bring us joy, fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, I enjoy watching my kids play in the pool. The "safe" way in, is to step and glide in. The "fast" way, is to jump in. The "entertaining" way, is to go off the high dive! Is any way right or wrong? Not really, just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend James says-"Jumping off a high dive when you are 6 years old is pretty scary. But really it is just one little step. The rest is gravity. Before you know it, you are in the water laughing ready for another go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with God. Letting go and letting God is scary. But it is spiritual gravity in that when we do, He is there with us all the way—enabling, empowering, and sometimes even carrying us through. With God the 'I cant’s' turn into 'He can,' and 'I will.' God did not save us to put us on a shelf like a trophy. He made us to be part of His purpose. He made us in His image to be part of His family. He gave it all for us and He expects His kids to behave the same way. We have been given so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to say-"Jesus never promised His way was SAFE. He did, however, promise peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In C.S. Lewis’ Narnia stories, the children were worried about their first encounter with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aslan&lt;/span&gt;, the great lion who represents Jesus. Susan asks, 'Is he safe?' Mrs. Beaver replies, 'Who said anything about being safe? ‘Course he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t safe! But he’s good, and he is the King.' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aslan&lt;/span&gt; was far from being tamed and housebroken. But he was good, and just, and strong enough to defeat evil. And once the children met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aslan&lt;/span&gt;, they began the adventure of their lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are several ways into the pool of life.  Yes, some ways are safer than others, yet, God our father may get a chuckle every so often; we may &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;belly flop&lt;/span&gt;, but He's there to comfort us when we get the wind knocked out of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3011027874594537360?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3011027874594537360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-are-we-here-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3011027874594537360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3011027874594537360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-are-we-here-pt-2.html' title='Why are we here? Pt 2'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3346342798647187322</id><published>2010-04-27T15:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:18:05.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUQYJ77qa50"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUQYJ77qa50&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's she trying to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3346342798647187322?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3346342798647187322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-rap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3346342798647187322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3346342798647187322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-rap.html' title='That&apos;s a rap'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4515888599795741615</id><published>2010-04-22T11:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:32:55.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The God Factor</title><content type='html'>When faced with a difficult circumstance we often focus on the the emotional aspect of whatever that problem might be. That fear combined with anxiety, and uncertainty, many times can handicap keeping things in perspective. Nothing causes us to lose perspective like fear of what tomorrow might bring. We tend to forget or discount the God factor. Consequently, many times those decisions are made in fear. God’s desire is to do something great in our lives and give us a proper perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, our greatest fear is God’s greatest opportunity. Remember:&lt;br /&gt;Moses and the parting of the Red Sea&lt;br /&gt;Noah and the flood&lt;br /&gt;David and Goliath&lt;br /&gt;Elisha and the 500 prophets of Baal&lt;br /&gt;Jericho and the walls fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Gideon's 300&lt;br /&gt;Job&lt;br /&gt;Joesph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4515888599795741615?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4515888599795741615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/god-factor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4515888599795741615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4515888599795741615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/god-factor.html' title='The God Factor'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-9139931532527187723</id><published>2010-04-17T16:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:30:19.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not skilled to understand</title><content type='html'>" I am not skilled to understand, what God has willed what God has planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know at his right hand, stands one who is my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take Him at His word and deed, Christ died to save me this I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart I find the need, for Him to be my Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That He would leave his place on high, and come for sinful man to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You count it strange so once did I, before I knew my Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, living, dying, let me bring, my strength my solace in this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That He who lives to be my king, once died to be my Saviour..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Shust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gt0WluTpFTg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gt0WluTpFTg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-9139931532527187723?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9139931532527187723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-not-skilled-to-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/9139931532527187723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/9139931532527187723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-not-skilled-to-understand.html' title='I am not skilled to understand'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3105361863739693399</id><published>2010-04-15T18:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:48:02.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are we here? pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20cor%205:%209-12;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20cor%205:%209-12;&amp;amp;version=51;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, our goal is to glorify God. His part is to use us in his plans and purposes; our part is to be FAT- Faithful, Available, and Teachable, or PHAT- Persistently Honoring All That. How do we do that? As you go through the day today specifically, think about what little things you can do to honor God, to be used by Him, to keep humble and seek His face as you go about your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we going to mess up and drop the ball at times? Yep, the last time someone didn't was like what, 2010 years ago?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3105361863739693399?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3105361863739693399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3105361863739693399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3105361863739693399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/httpwww.html' title='Why are we here? pt 1'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1722306245881502936</id><published>2010-04-15T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:59:59.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/12/blogger-integrates-with-amazon.html"&gt;Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1722306245881502936?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/12/blogger-integrates-with-amazon.html' title='Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1722306245881502936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1722306245881502936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1722306245881502936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html' title='Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-1278477184812777867</id><published>2010-04-08T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:08:36.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facades</title><content type='html'>"Hey, how's it going?" "Great, how 'bout you?"&lt;br /&gt;"How was school today?" "Fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facades. Are you really okay? How was school, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read a story about an elderly woman back in Massachusetts. Everyone loved to help her. When a neighbor noticed her lawn getting long, she paid a grandson to mow it each week. A local church, as an expression of charity, painted her house. During winter, her exterior pipes cracked and the utility company fixed them without comment or cost. And so she lived alone in her beautiful little home quietly and disturbing no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the deal; she had died four years earlier of natural causes. The respectable, external appearance of her house had hidden the reality of what was true on the inside. The beautiful exterior had disguised the death inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something similar can happen to us. We spend all of our energy fixing up and maintaining the exterior while we are dying inside spiritually. The Bible says that surrender is the better option. Giving up, or rather giving over, the control of our life to the One who can best guide our footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%204:16&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%204:16&amp;amp;version=NIV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-1278477184812777867?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1278477184812777867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/facades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1278477184812777867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/1278477184812777867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/facades.html' title='Facades'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-7278309132815637620</id><published>2010-03-26T08:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:33:38.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype 24/7</title><content type='html'>I recently joined into a new business venture in the travel industry. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; 24/7. We share values, marketing ideas, and yes, constructive criticisms. I firmly believe these people have my best interests at heart. I know that in order to grow and succeed in this business, I need to accept their coaching and criticism. Here's an unabashed promotion website to view for anyone interested in highly discounted and potentially free trips to exotic locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dowhitedtravel.worldventuresdreamtrips.com/"&gt;http://www.dowhitedtravel.worldventuresdreamtrips.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing when it comes to our spiritual life, it's important to have friends that share common beliefs; an inner circle we respect enough to trust their judgment will keep us on the proper path. If we don't have people in our lives that truly care about our faith, it becomes easy to lose our way. There are times in our lives when we need the truthful judgment of others--even when their criticism is hard to swallow. My spiritual inner circle is my growth group, and mentors; these are the people who share my beliefs and whom I trust to judge me critically and honestly. I am truly thankful to have the judgment of these respected friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 10:25 (New Living Translation)&lt;br /&gt;25 And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of His return is drawing near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-7278309132815637620?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7278309132815637620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-recently-joined-into-new-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7278309132815637620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/7278309132815637620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-recently-joined-into-new-business.html' title='Skype 24/7'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-3180149807667626953</id><published>2010-03-25T09:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:54:42.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustments in Life</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting on the couch very gingerly right now, I threw out my back getting boxes out of the attic. In a couple days if it's not better, I know it would be best to go get adjusted at a Chiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Hillman tells a story of how a grocery store had to adjust how it did business.&lt;br /&gt;There's a story in the Bible where Jesus comes up to some fishermen who had been fishing all night, catching nothing, they has to adjust to catch the critters. When they did, the nets overflowed.&lt;br /&gt;You and I are thrown curves balls in life, and we too, have to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Mid West grocery store noticed it's profit margin sunk during the winter months, couldn't figure out why. It seemed that whenever it was really cold outside, the manager raised the temperature in the store. When customers came into the store it was too warm for them, so they removed their coats and placed them in their shopping carts. This meant less room for food and resulted in reduced sales overall. They lowered the temperature of the store, and as a result, the sales climbed back to the levels they were accustomed to. Their adjustment resulted in restoring sales levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ever wonder why they keep stores cold...Another thing about stores; if you are trying to adjust your diet, just shop the four walls- Dairy, Breads, Produce, and Meats. Forget the middle and watch what that little adjustment does to your bottom (line.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever sat in a chair where one or two of the legs are not adjusted right? Some instances, one whole leg may be missing or broken, causing a dangerous unbalanced situation. Mental, Physical, Social, Spiritual-Four of the chair legs of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of those legs need adjusting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-3180149807667626953?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3180149807667626953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sitting-on-couch-very-gingerly-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3180149807667626953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/3180149807667626953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sitting-on-couch-very-gingerly-right.html' title='Adjustments in Life'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-4972075153132825239</id><published>2010-03-24T16:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:14:08.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God and...Playboy?</title><content type='html'>God and Playboy.  Bet you never thought you'd see that in the same line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it was 1979.  Playboy had a pictorial from the number one party school that year -San Diego State University.  I was working at the nearby grocery store and recognized one of the bunny hopefuls.  Of course, I only bought those periodicals for the articles...articles of clothing maybe, or &lt;em&gt;lack&lt;/em&gt; of that is.  Yes, I was a curious teen back then.  I was in my season of unbelief.  Anything that had to do with church or religion was not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every time she came in the store, I would joke around and ask her out.  The response was always the same.  I couldn't imagine why she wouldn't go out with me.  Finally, one Friday night, I was working Produce, and she came in...again, I asked her out and she said "no thank you," again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No I 'm serious, why won't you go out with me?"  She went on to say that she only went out with guys who were Christ followers and lived a life accordingly.  Well, that stopped me in my tracks.  I told her I wouldn't bug her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks passed, and she approached me while in the store, and she asked if I still wanted to take her out sometime.  "She's come to her senses" I was thinking, but that was short lived.  She had recently gotten involved in a group on campus called Campus Crusade for Christ, and had done a 180 on her prior life.  They were having a week long event where national speaker's would come and give nightly talks.  She had come to "invite" me to join her the following night, and since each of us have our own motivations, I said "sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, a speaker talked about a God sized void that's only filled by...sex, drugs, and rock and roll?  No?  Money, prestigue, degrees and titles? No?  Fame and fortune, cars and chicks?  Again, No? What else doesn't fill a God sized void? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found it, then, I found it later on in life.  Just goes to show you that God can use anything He wants to, including Playboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-4972075153132825239?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4972075153132825239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-andplayboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4972075153132825239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/4972075153132825239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-andplayboy.html' title='God and...Playboy?'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-2505922522988404615</id><published>2010-03-18T18:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:57:30.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day!</title><content type='html'>Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure at some point we've all heard Paul Harvey's "The Rest of the Story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of his classics's, that in light of all the thing's happening around each and every one of us, sometimes we wonder the "Why." A colleague of mine sent me this on Perspective, so I thought I'd share it with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A long time ago there lived an old man who lived in a very small village. The only possession he had was a beautiful horse that was strong and fast. The horse was his only means for providing for himself and his family. One night a great storm arose. The winds blew tremendously. The horse was frightened and ran feverishly about the choral. As the storm continued the gate to the choral was blown open and the horse bolted and ran off into the desert. The next morning the people of the village gathered together to take inventory of the damage from the storm. Upon hearing that the old man had lost his horse the people of the village went to his humble home. All of the people went up to the man saying, "This is a sad day. You have lost your only possession and the only means that you had to take care of your family. This is bad, this is truly terrible." The old man looked at the people and softly replied, "You don't know this is bad, you don't know that this is terrible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days went by and the old man worked his land as best he could. He didn't bother to fix the broken down portion of the choral because he had nothing to keep in it anyway. The old man awoke one morning to the sound of prancing hoofs and the familiar neigh of his trusted horse. He darted out of bed and ran to the choral to find not only had his horse returned but it had led 50 wild stallions it had been running with in the desert right into the coral. As the dawn came the people of the village again gathered themselves at the cottage of the old man. The people exclaimed, "This is so wonderful and good. Now you have all of these horses and all this wealth you will never have another worry. What a great and wonderful thing! The old man faced the crowd and softly whispered, "You don't know that this is a wonderful thing, you do not know that this is good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man had a son who was one of the great young warriors in the village. He spent hour after hour training to perfect his skills with the sword and the sling. One day as he was breaking in a strong black stallion he was thrown from the horse and his leg was crushed. Never again would he be able to use those skills he had worked so hard to acquire. When the people of the village heard the news they responded again by saying, "This is so terrible this is such a bad thing. Now this great young warrior is crippled, what an awful, what a terrible thing. The old man responded, "You do not know this is so terrible, you do not know that this is a bad thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after the tragic incident the cry of war was heard in the land and the war lords came to the village and took all of the able young men off to battle and the majority of them were killed.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-2505922522988404615?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2505922522988404615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2505922522988404615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/2505922522988404615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-day.html' title='Good Day!'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6919145601621911098</id><published>2010-03-17T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:33:24.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty me</title><content type='html'>'I've tasted the sweet life, the wild ride, and found a little, is not quite enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a line from former American Idol semi-finalist Chris Sligh.  The song goes on to say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know how my heart can stray...Lord, empty me so I can be filled with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrvSnQ77Mvc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrvSnQ77Mvc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6919145601621911098?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6919145601621911098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6919145601621911098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6919145601621911098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty-me.html' title='Empty me'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5796917040133350656.post-6192601797635870479</id><published>2010-03-15T08:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:23:07.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider others better then yourselves</title><content type='html'>My surfing, two-man volleyball, and best man in my wedding buddy and I, once memorized &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Philippians&lt;/span&gt; 2. Both of us at the time were struggling in areas of our life and thought it a great idea to memorize this passage for accountability reasons, but also because these are some cool verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=phil%202:1-18&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=phil%202:1-18&amp;amp;version=&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the first 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, 2then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose. 3Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. 4Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others... a few verses later talks about living a life above reproach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5796917040133350656-6192601797635870479?l=therudderblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6192601797635870479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/consider-others-better-then-yourselves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6192601797635870479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5796917040133350656/posts/default/6192601797635870479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therudderblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/consider-others-better-then-yourselves.html' title='Consider others better then yourselves'/><author><name>The Rudder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694201300797028210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A1zqVrLf4MI/SnbZF_YLgRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HCB5N8kGuCE/S220/La+Jolla+Cove'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
