<?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-2962032942550822420</id><updated>2011-08-23T05:31:11.965-07:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='healing'/><category term='recovery'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='restoration'/><category term='gospel'/><category term='spiritual warfare'/><category term='rock'/><category term='struggle'/><category term='garden'/><category term='faith'/><category term='neighborhood'/><category term='fall of man'/><category term='mission'/><category term='running'/><category term='church planting'/><category term='missions'/><category term='religion'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='discipleship'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='neigborhood'/><category term='India'/><category term='orphans'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Maneuvering in Faith</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2365436010593226041</id><published>2011-08-12T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T16:57:59.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging on&lt;a href="http://www.thirtythrupoverty.blogspot.com"&gt; www.thirtythrupoverty.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2365436010593226041?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2365436010593226041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/08/blogging-on-www.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2365436010593226041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2365436010593226041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/08/blogging-on-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-4338190129039593092</id><published>2011-08-01T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:52:17.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weaned Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; Surely I have composed and quieted my soul;&lt;br /&gt;Like a weaned child rests against his mother,&lt;br /&gt;My soul is like a weaned child within me.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Psalm 131:2&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too long ago, I was sitting eating lunch and my two year old daughter came up to me with a big smile.  I put her up on my lap and discovered that she was mostly interested in the potato chips that were on my plate.  They were Kettle chips so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; understandable!  After I gave her a chip she went about her business...until she finished her chip,  at which point she would return to me to ask for another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pattern continued for quite some time until I realized something. When my daughter would approach me for another chip, I was more than happy to give her another.  At the same time I found myself longing for her to just want to be in my lap, to enjoy her little chip&lt;i&gt; with&lt;/i&gt; me ...to be happy to just&lt;i&gt; be&lt;/i&gt; with me. Then it hit me, that's exactly what I do with &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; Dad, with God.  I seek Him for advise, direction, provision, vision etc. and as soon as He gives me that "chip" I go about my business until I want another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend I had the privilege of attending a retreat in which the purpose was to tend to the soul, to spend time in our Father's lap, at rest, at peace.  During the weekend I experienced spending time in God's presence without needing something from him but simply being with Him in silence.  Listening for Him to speak but, just as content if He chose not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I connected with God in this way I realized that if I got everything wrong in my life, always one step behind, wrong choices, poorly timed decisions etc. But, in my relationship/walk with God, I remain steadfast and growing, Then really,  I've gotten it ALL right!  The reverse is also true.  If I was somehow able to get all the decisions right in my life, always making the right moves at the right time but, end up missing God, Taking my "chip" and going about my business...then in the end I've really gotten it all wrong, haven't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the kind of person who has trouble focusing on too many things at once.  It's nice to know that there's really only One on whom I need to set my focus.  His name is Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;"Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith..."  &lt;i&gt;Hebrews 12:2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-4338190129039593092?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/4338190129039593092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/08/weaned-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/4338190129039593092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/4338190129039593092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/08/weaned-child.html' title='A Weaned Child'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6908776497224173890</id><published>2011-06-18T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:18:58.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alesha - Adoption Slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UjUV_8ipUJo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a year I finally put together a slideshow from our adoption of Alesha (May 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song is U2's "40". (Can you ever really go wrong with U2?) I chose that song because it communicates not only the long wait to get Alesha (2.5 years) but also the new work that God had done in our lives that gave us the heart for adoption. As we waited for two and a half years, we sang, "How long to sing this song?" Yet at the same time we rejoiced in singing a new song..."He brought me up out of the pit, out of the miry clay...He set my feet upon a rock and made my footsteps firm" God set me free from the bondage of drugs and alcohol, He put a new song in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose Beck's "Broken Drum" because it seems to capture some of the haunting aspects of India that April and I experienced. We're haunted by both the oppressive poverty and injustice we saw when we were there in 2008 and when we picked Alesha up last year.  We're also haunted by the sheer beauty of Mother India! Her beauty really is indescribable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I chose Cold Play's "The Scientist" because it captures some of the grieving that we went through as a family in those early days with Alesha. Honestly, I would say those early days with her were more about grief than anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy this video, I pray God speaks to your heart through it. I hope you'll see it for the miracle that it truly is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6908776497224173890?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6908776497224173890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/06/alesha-adoption-slideshow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6908776497224173890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6908776497224173890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/06/alesha-adoption-slideshow.html' title='Alesha - Adoption Slideshow'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UjUV_8ipUJo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-1347202184362508028</id><published>2011-05-08T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:11:01.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running down from Saddle Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/an2e0T_9XUE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot this video with my cell phone camera last month just below the top of Saddle Mountain.  The quality is absolutely terrible but it sort of captures some of the intensity of the weather. The sustained winds were about 40+ mph with gusts well over that. Snow sleet was slapping me in the face as I left the summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't think of a more intense run that I've done in the 10+ years of my running career!  I thought I was just going to encounter a lot of mud, rain and some wind.  I wasn't expecting to hit such ferocious weather conditions.  I was only wearing a base layer and a cell phone. In reality I was pretty much running for my life!  What I mean is that with only a (very wet) base layer in those conditions, the only thing keeping me warm was physical exertion.  Had I become immobilized I would have become hypothermic in minutes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record I do NOT recommend anybody run/hike in this manner.  It was not wise. It was unnecessarily risky. It was really quite unsafe...At the same time, it was the coolest run I've ever done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about risk that brings life out to the surface. Not sure how to put it into words. It's beyond adrenaline. There's a certain quality of life that can only be obtained when risk is accepted as part of the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God has been speaking to me about how this run is true in the spiritual realm. Sometimes we just need to get over our phobia of risk and move straight out into the howling, screaming winds of fear to experience life abundantly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-1347202184362508028?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/1347202184362508028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/05/running-down-from-saddle-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1347202184362508028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1347202184362508028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/05/running-down-from-saddle-mountain.html' title='Running down from Saddle Mountain'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/an2e0T_9XUE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-5699215024341981606</id><published>2011-02-03T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T06:06:47.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restoration</title><content type='html'>Look at the life of Jesus. Notice what he did. When Jesus touched the blind, they could see; all the beauty of the world opened before them. When he touched the deaf, they were able to hear; for the first time in their lives they heard laughter and music and their children's voices. He touched the lame, and they jumped to their feet and began to dance. And he called the dead back to life and gave them to their families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see? Wherever humanity was broken, Jesus restored it. He is giving us an illustration here, and there, and there again. The coming of the kingdom of God restores the world he made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Eldredge - Epic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-5699215024341981606?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/5699215024341981606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/02/restoration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5699215024341981606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5699215024341981606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/02/restoration.html' title='Restoration'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2794871177647994030</id><published>2011-01-31T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T13:24:28.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This fact is simply not okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TUcfxL61AaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tXUuJGG-iKs/s1600/child-deaths-2009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TUcfxL61AaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tXUuJGG-iKs/s400/child-deaths-2009.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568454394140492194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you live should not decide&lt;br /&gt;Whether you live or whether you die - U2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2794871177647994030?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2794871177647994030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-truth-is-simply-not-okay.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2794871177647994030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2794871177647994030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-truth-is-simply-not-okay.html' title='This fact is simply not okay'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TUcfxL61AaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tXUuJGG-iKs/s72-c/child-deaths-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6407843076512247171</id><published>2011-01-29T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:59:31.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call to Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tzj6YHxr2xg?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a moving piece! I'm moved deeply when I watch this because it speaks to a deep cry within my own heart. This is a poem about people coming together with their brokenness and desperation and choosing to live together in community in order to survive. This is exactly what the church is, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following lines especially stand out to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're ALL made out of shipwrecks every single board" - If we just acknowledge this it puts us all on equal ground. Of course, this involves taking off our masks and being vulnerable with one another...risk. In some cases this could turn our whole understanding of the gospel upside down or at least the way we live it out. (or not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief" Lets share LIFE together. Bear one another's burdens as scripture exhorts us to do. Let's choose to navigate this mess together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on sow us together" - Coming together to make one piece. One body, Unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But we're making it, taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts, we all have the same holes in our hearts" - We're all marred and broken because of sin. There are two kinds of sinners, those who know they're sinners and those who don't. I want to hang out with those who know they're sinners...wasn't that who Jesus usually hung out with? "Borrowed crutches and news starts" - The church like a hospital... Isn't that the beautiful picture Christ painted for us when He said, "It's not the healthy who need a Doctor but, the sick"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and my hopes are weapons that I'm still learning how to use right but, they're heavy and I'm awkward...always running out of fight" - This is me, learning how to "maneuver in Faith" Learning how to live life from my heart. Learning how to stay alive to God and others.  Learning how to BE who He's called me to be over what He's called me to do. I often run out of fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam lost and found like you and me scattered out on the sea so, come on let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief..." I, like you and everybody else have been assaulted by life in one way or another. Been broken, found myself alone on the empty sea. Let's come together on this crazy journey! What hope do we have if we don't stick together? Only the vast unforgiving cold sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we hold on tight we'll hold each other together and not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep" - We MUST stick together as we move out into mission together, As we extend God's Kingdom, offer a life line to this world we do so in community. God has and will come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray this piece of art awakens you to the reality we find ourselves in. Do you see it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6407843076512247171?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6407843076512247171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/01/call-to-community.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6407843076512247171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6407843076512247171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2011/01/call-to-community.html' title='A Call to Community'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tzj6YHxr2xg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-7474436920452088554</id><published>2010-11-25T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T07:48:53.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Missional Church... simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/arxfLK_sd68?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast to the "How to plant a church" video&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-7474436920452088554?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/7474436920452088554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/missional-church-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/7474436920452088554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/7474436920452088554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/missional-church-simple.html' title='The Missional Church... simple'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/arxfLK_sd68/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-8436979345374335440</id><published>2010-11-24T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:23:34.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church planting'/><title type='text'>How to plant a church</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GjHMZKNKbTk?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this video!  Although, I have to admit it's really a bit of a tragic comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, there's other ways to plant a church.  For example see www.jacobswellspokane.org  or check out www.christianassociates.org/index.php&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-8436979345374335440?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://jacobswellspokane.org' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.christianassociates.org/index.php' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/8436979345374335440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-plant-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8436979345374335440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8436979345374335440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-plant-church.html' title='How to plant a church'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GjHMZKNKbTk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-5308835465879108185</id><published>2010-11-14T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T20:33:50.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Switchfoot - Dare You To Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOTcr9wKC-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOTcr9wKC-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);       "&gt;"Welcome to the fallout, Welcome to resistance, The tension is here, The tension is here, Between who you are and who you could be, Between how it is and how it should be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody else feeling this tension?  Sometimes I feel it so strong I think it's going to rip me to pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this "tension" God awakening our hearts?  That sense within us all that says, "This world is not what it's meant to be...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not what I'm meant to be" That's Jesus knocking on the door of our heart.  Christ came preaching, teaching and showing us a NEW way. He spoke of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;restoration&lt;/span&gt; and of what His coming Kingdom is like. I pray this tension "Dares us to move" toward Jesus and His coming Kingdom. It's in Him and His Kingdom that we all find the answers that drive us in our quest for genuine life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-5308835465879108185?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/5308835465879108185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/switchfoot-dare-you-to-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5308835465879108185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5308835465879108185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/11/switchfoot-dare-you-to-move.html' title='Switchfoot - Dare You To Move'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-1700916310870697431</id><published>2010-10-28T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:07:12.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Good News?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;"What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad... Do you know what I'm talking about?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Matrix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;I think the gospel is good news to those that explore the ideas that there's "something wrong with the world" and  "this can't be the way it was meant to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I believe the most frightening thing of all is when we DON'T feel that gnawing sense that things are not what they are supposed to be or  when we see it, but say to ourselves,  "Maybe this is just the way it is" and we slowly go numb in our addictions and succumb to resignation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I think salvation begins when we start to understand what Jesus meant when He said, "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven".  When we recognize our own poverty of spirit, our own nothingness, it can be "like a splinter in our mind driving us mad" , but when that drives us to seek out answers it can be the dawning of a new day. The gospel has nothing to say to those who are content with themselves and the way things are&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt; But to those that mourn (Blessed are they that mourn for they will be comforted) because of the state they find themselves in, the gospel becomes the "pearl of great price" the "treasure in the field" the thing that they will give up all to have. No price is too high to obtain this good news. So,  first the gospel seems to cut down before it builds up. Otherwise, we wouldn't see it for the priceless treasure that it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-1700916310870697431?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/1700916310870697431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/10/answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1700916310870697431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1700916310870697431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/10/answer.html' title='Good News?'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6483000658533035726</id><published>2010-10-20T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:07:51.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighborhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>The Kingdom of Heaven is Like...</title><content type='html'>I've been exploring and meditating on the "Kingdom of Heaven is like" statements that Jesus mentioned in the gospels.  The one I feel like I'm somehow discovering for the first time is, "The Kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its branches."  &lt;i&gt;Matthew 13:31-32&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I think I'm discovering is that Kingdom works usually begin so seemingly small and insignificant yet,  are capable of growing into something beyond what we would ever think possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think over the years I've planted a few "mustard seeds" and failing to recognize their potential, I never watered, never cultivated, never recognized the awesome potential. Then wondered why I never saw a harvest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, life is taking on new meaning as I walk the neighborhood, meeting new folks, learning new names, inviting people in, giving away tomatoes and chestnuts and praying silently as I walk along and ask God to open my eyes.  When I see these God lead activities as planting and cultivating a crop that eventually grows into something massive, it becomes easier and easier to envision a different future.  Actually, it almost becomes difficult NOT to!  If one goes out into a field and plants a whole row of pine trees, he expects them to grow and he dreams of what that will one day look like. I suppose in a sense, he is seeing into the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see a future neighborhood that is forever changed by the gospel of Jesus Christ and marked by genuine love for one another. I see a future neighborhood where there is genuine community and where Christ is exulted and lived out in everyday life.  A neighborhood where relationships are prized over possessions and where hospitality is valued over independence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I pray your Kingdom come to this neighborhood, help us see where your Spirit is currently moving. I humbly pray that I and my family could be apart of your work here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6483000658533035726?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6483000658533035726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/10/kingdom-of-heaven-is-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6483000658533035726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6483000658533035726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/10/kingdom-of-heaven-is-like.html' title='The Kingdom of Heaven is Like...'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2926426885880350862</id><published>2010-10-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:47:20.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Highlights</title><content type='html'>Our Summer started in mid-May, by going to India to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt; from the orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things God showed us while in India was what hospitality looks like. The family we stayed with took us in and treated us as though we were part of their family. I struggled a bit because I was so worried about being a burden to them. I learned that people who practice true hospitality, tend to not see it as a burden but, as a privilege. I think April and I are learning to move in this direction, I have a long ways to go. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yaman&lt;/span&gt; for SHOWING our family what hospitality looks like. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got home from India we entered an exciting, yet very difficult summer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt; had some stubborn health problems that haunted us for most of the summer. April has been much more faithful in blogging than I have so, you can read about some of the health problems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt; was having over the summer &lt;a href="http://www.pfeiffer4.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a few great times over the summer that I hope are captured in the photos below. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Beautiful flower in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kolkata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591588342668658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9SMuAHXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/e4GnsjuLOmM/s400/_MG_6179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;April and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt; meeting for the first time in the orphanage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591590108881682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9STTGYxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UGX2fIWEcks/s400/_MG_6444-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mother and daughter bonding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523592676286638370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe-RhoDqSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zwWjRocLDo8/s400/_MG_6485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;April with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Uma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yaman&lt;/span&gt;, our wonderful host family while in India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523592685528949346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe-SEDmImI/AAAAAAAAAGs/h0B5ZtXGNcU/s400/_MG_6665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9R65jUwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tshQJVlXphU/s1600/_MG_6120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Children from the slums of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Muneer&lt;/span&gt; a small Muslim village outside of Delhi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9R65jUwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tshQJVlXphU/s1600/_MG_6120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591583559275266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9R65jUwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tshQJVlXphU/s400/_MG_6120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9RXFmCII/AAAAAAAAAGE/VDslIFe9T6g/s1600/_MG_6105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591573946108034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9RXFmCII/AAAAAAAAAGE/VDslIFe9T6g/s400/_MG_6105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9RHsgjeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y-dsDy_p9Dk/s1600/_MG_6077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591569814359522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9RHsgjeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y-dsDy_p9Dk/s400/_MG_6077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;McMillans&lt;/span&gt;. Todd riding "little blue".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAzFYTgcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/196QIqFiows/s1600/_MG_6962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876926819893698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAzFYTgcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/196QIqFiows/s400/_MG_6962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAkYaHN-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NQ3bJkKc7g4/s1600/_MG_7062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876674229712866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAkYaHN-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NQ3bJkKc7g4/s400/_MG_7062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Camping at Camp Dakota. Had fun until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Alesha's&lt;/span&gt; head starting oozing smelling strep and staph infection and we had to cut the trip short and come home early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAkIhf38I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QQWWYWE-9Mg/s1600/_MG_7079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876669965721538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAkIhf38I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QQWWYWE-9Mg/s400/_MG_7079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAj0m5nQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xZMtcXRbKEk/s1600/_MG_7111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876664619670786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAj0m5nQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xZMtcXRbKEk/s400/_MG_7111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Luke and I had a great time heading up to the north-east side of Mt. Hood to camp out at Tie In Rock at about the 8,000 ft. level. Never seen so many shooting stars in such a short period of time in all my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAjitAilI/AAAAAAAAAKM/COlhwc-pR_Y/s1600/_MG_7464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876659813452370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAjitAilI/AAAAAAAAAKM/COlhwc-pR_Y/s400/_MG_7464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAjMlqYrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/c3XcYOYzE2I/s1600/_MG_7466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523876653877060274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKjAjMlqYrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/c3XcYOYzE2I/s400/_MG_7466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-Gbzj2tI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SnzhsBrZq9g/s1600/_MG_7480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873960722422482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-Gbzj2tI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SnzhsBrZq9g/s400/_MG_7480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-GL4cgzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9PP97X4maxY/s1600/_MG_7496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873956447945522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-GL4cgzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9PP97X4maxY/s400/_MG_7496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Martin is playing his first year of football. After seeing how cookie cutter the "professional" photographers mass produced the years photos, I had a moment of inspiration and this is what followed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-F-273NI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZCYlp_jrigQ/s1600/_MG_7617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873952951950546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-F-273NI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZCYlp_jrigQ/s400/_MG_7617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Camping with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hawley&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Pfeiffer&lt;/span&gt; men at Stub Stewart State Park. Like my friend, Ian, I enjoyed the cigars at least until the last part when I was questioning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not I was going to hurl. I am thinking a smaller cigar for the next camping trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-FvwCz3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/LQHE9w512CY/s1600/_MG_7658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873948896513906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-FvwCz3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/LQHE9w512CY/s400/_MG_7658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yes, these look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;marsh mellows&lt;/span&gt;, but are actually powdered donut holes. The idea was to warm them up before eating them. The problem was they took on a smokey flavor, which does not necessarily go well with the powdered donut flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-FTWGVJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8bekKe6hXJE/s1600/_MG_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873941271499922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi-FTWGVJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8bekKe6hXJE/s400/_MG_7661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi93DPd8oI/AAAAAAAAAJU/lp9IT3-dCsg/s1600/_MG_7684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873696430551682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi93DPd8oI/AAAAAAAAAJU/lp9IT3-dCsg/s400/_MG_7684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi92lRDs1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/jL8UujmHMMc/s1600/_MG_7687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873688384156498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi92lRDs1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/jL8UujmHMMc/s400/_MG_7687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finished out summer by going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kayaking&lt;/span&gt; with our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hellers&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hagg&lt;/span&gt; Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873670936329186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi91kRK--I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Qvpy-YIOOZw/s400/_MG_7929.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873675727994626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi912Hl_wI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q8iwnVx_m-g/s400/_MG_7895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;As you can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt; had fun in the water and wasn't afraid of the dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523873679806427218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKi92FT98FI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sfGuyamDfeg/s400/_MG_7856.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&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/2962032942550822420-2926426885880350862?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2926426885880350862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-highlights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2926426885880350862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2926426885880350862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/09/summer-highlights.html' title='Summer Highlights'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/TKe9SMuAHXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/e4GnsjuLOmM/s72-c/_MG_6179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-5829139397195011668</id><published>2010-05-12T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:34:22.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>Going to India today!</title><content type='html'>We're heading to India today, our flight is schedualed to leave in about six hours. It feels pretty sureal at the moment as we finish up some of the last details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying for quite some time now that God would give us eyes to see on this trip, that we will see what God sees as He looks upon the heartbreaking poverty of Delhi and Kolkata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray Lord that you will give us understanding, help us to see truth, to see where you are working in India. Let our hearts not be hard or dull, rather let them break over the things that break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God, for this humbling opportunity to embrace your daughter and offer your love to her. May she sense your presence in us somehow, please give her peace in this time of massive transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us as a family, pray that we learn to walk in His Spirit, in His strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-5829139397195011668?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/5829139397195011668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-to-india-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5829139397195011668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5829139397195011668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-to-india-today.html' title='Going to India today!'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-8457908225567993973</id><published>2010-04-20T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:45:39.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Pure Gospel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0wKdLq-QKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0wKdLq-QKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whoever seeks to save his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will preserve it." &lt;/em&gt;Luke 17:33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-8457908225567993973?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/8457908225567993973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/pure-gospel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8457908225567993973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8457908225567993973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/pure-gospel.html' title='Pure Gospel...'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6222096411885156197</id><published>2010-04-19T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:35:56.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Lots of people more or less believe in God. But most of us do our best to customize God to suit our convenience by adapting and modifying, making him "relevant to our situation." Prophets insist that God is the living center or nothing. Our task is to become relevant to his situation. They insist that we deal with God as God reveals himself, not as we imagine him to be."&lt;/em&gt; - Eugene Peterson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6222096411885156197?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6222096411885156197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/lots-of-people-more-or-less-believe-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6222096411885156197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6222096411885156197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/lots-of-people-more-or-less-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-5426231434808705972</id><published>2010-04-18T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T09:04:19.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neigborhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Neighborhood Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For several years now, April and I have talked about doing a garden in our yard. We figured since we have a half-acre of weeds, perhaps we should grow some vegetables. This discussion has taken place year after year with weeds remaining and no vegetables to be found, at least not in our yard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of last year we've started to get to know some of our neighbors a little bit better. We learned that a number of them are versed in the art of home gardening. So, with the help of our generous neighbors we recently broke ground on the "Ivy Glen Neighborhood Garden" I say, "with the help of" but really, I'm simply following their directions and trying not to get in the way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505460186103218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8sqR50_vbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/644WighvSvs/s400/_MG_5814.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Breaking ground March 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505003980604450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8sp3WVIRCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Luz14RpVokU/s400/_MG_5804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505229662655458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8sqEfD7E-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ogArxyeGeVU/s400/_MG_5807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the job injury.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461506534930058738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8srQdj7DfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GVd4TQiMq5A/s400/_MG_5885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tearing it up, April 17, 2010&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461506419222596162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8srJuhHSkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TvvPMIVO_2E/s400/_MG_5884.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pema&lt;/span&gt;, making the job look way too easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-5426231434808705972?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/5426231434808705972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/neighborhood-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5426231434808705972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5426231434808705972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/neighborhood-garden.html' title='Neighborhood Garden'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8sqR50_vbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/644WighvSvs/s72-c/_MG_5814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2323529203571636927</id><published>2010-04-12T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:59:04.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME VERY USEFUL INFORMATION...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8Pd6JBZ05I/AAAAAAAAAE8/37vfAn1ViXs/s1600/image0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459451164227130258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8Pd6JBZ05I/AAAAAAAAAE8/37vfAn1ViXs/s400/image0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2323529203571636927?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2323529203571636927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-very-useful-information.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2323529203571636927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2323529203571636927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-very-useful-information.html' title='SOME VERY USEFUL INFORMATION...'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/S8Pd6JBZ05I/AAAAAAAAAE8/37vfAn1ViXs/s72-c/image0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2903585650460897412</id><published>2010-02-13T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:41:21.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUNG@HEART - OFFICIAL TRAILER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CjnfoFg7i7g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CjnfoFg7i7g'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I watched this film last night. It was absolutely beautiful! I loved the juxtaposition of the lyrics penned  by a younger generation sung by people nearing the end of the road.  It was so cool to expirience these songs from a totally different perspective. The lyrics mean something completely different from the original, yet they could have been written by these people in their old age.&lt;br /&gt; That's the mysterious power of art.  You can be familiar with something, you think you know it through and through, then you see it through an artists eyes and it's as if you're discovering it for the first time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2903585650460897412?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2903585650460897412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/02/youngheart-official-trailer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2903585650460897412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2903585650460897412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/02/youngheart-official-trailer.html' title='YOUNG@HEART - OFFICIAL TRAILER'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-1270919947737667593</id><published>2010-02-09T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:32:59.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Frost - Missional v. Attractional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/a5QdrvEkaBg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/a5QdrvEkaBg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What makes a church "missional"?  I think Mike Frost gets to the heart of it.  A  community that organizes around mission is a truly missional church. &lt;br /&gt;An attractional church can "do missions" as a part of their programing but, not necessarily  be a missional church.  &lt;br /&gt;The more I understand, or at least think I understand, what a missional church is, I'm concluding that I've had very little exposure to that kind of environment..."It's not just a tweeking of a system...But, a complete paradigm shift" &lt;br /&gt;I also like his closing words about the two models somehow working together, "cheering one another on"&lt;br /&gt;It's important for me to remember it not "good vs. bad" or "right vs. wrong" Perhaps, it's more of a question of which model is most prevalent in the New Testament?  Though I think examples of both could be found, it seems that the early church (before Constantine) was very much a missional incarnational movement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-1270919947737667593?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/1270919947737667593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/02/mike-frost-missional-v-attractional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1270919947737667593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1270919947737667593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/02/mike-frost-missional-v-attractional.html' title='Mike Frost - Missional v. Attractional'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-7683541006472340852</id><published>2010-01-30T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:24:06.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tangible Kingdom - Incarnational or Attractional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/PhNqfq_6_68' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/PhNqfq_6_68'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should the church be attractional or incarnational? This is not a new debate but, it's one that I think is of utmost importance. How one answers this question will indeed impact how they live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term attractional, to me, is where a church primarily attracts people to a building for services and programs. "Come and be a disciple"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term incarnational, on the other hand, is the idea of Christians taking the gospel to the people/world as well as being the gospel to the world. As we go we embody the good news. "Go and make disciples" The above video communicates this concept well...can't wait to read this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most churches in the west are of the attractional variety. From what I read in scripture, though, it would seem that the incarnational model of church is what we find most apparent in the new testement. Jesus and his disciples, the early church were constantly on the move taking the gospel to the world. "Go and make disciples"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would argue that the church should be both attractional and incarnational. Perhaps this is a good argument but, I'm not so sure it's a practical one. If a church is attractional, especially in America, then it must put a tremendous amount of time, effort, talent and resources into attracting the masses. With all this effort, is there really any time or energy left to go and simply be among the people? To take the gospel to them? I simply don't see how an attractional church can spend all the time necessary to keep the church machine running and still be truly incarnational. It's sort of like attempting to go on a business trip and a vacation at the same time. Either the business part of the trip is going to suffer and give way to the vacation impulse or visa versa. They're really two different paths. It seems difficult to have a mindset of "going and making disciples" while living in a "come to us" environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a church full of people that see themselves as missionaries? Where they see their neighborhoods and places of employment as their mission field? In this senerio, they would be seeking ways to take the gospel to their mission field. They would be asking questions like, "How can I express God's love among the people" and "How can I lead people to Christ" This approach is far different from simply having the goal to get people to come to the church and have the professionals (pastors) take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very nature of the attractional model really tends to set the bar so low for the average church member. As mentioned above, if our primary goal as church members is to get people into church so that they can find Christ, then that means that our responsiblity to make disciples ends as soon as they walk through the church doors. Now it's up to the pastor and the discipleship program within the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not sounding cynical here but simply bringing people to church just doesn't cut it for me. It sets the bar so low. Christ calls us to be the church. To get out of our buildings and take Christ to our neihbors, schools, places of employment and into the world. He calls us to go, not to call the world to come to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would argue that a truly missional incarnational church is very attractive as it goes forth making disciples spreading God's love, being salt and light in a dark world. In other words, if the church goes about making disciples around the context of mission...the attractional part will take care of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best to live this out, not just talk/blog about it. At times this can feel a bit lonely but, I know it's the path God has called me to walk...It's the Jesus way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-7683541006472340852?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/7683541006472340852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/01/tangible-kingdom-incarnational-or_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/7683541006472340852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/7683541006472340852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/01/tangible-kingdom-incarnational-or_30.html' title='The Tangible Kingdom - Incarnational or Attractional'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-636282816776621784</id><published>2010-01-01T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:53:31.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipleship'/><title type='text'>The Cost of Discipleship</title><content type='html'>I recently finished a book called "Experiencing the Depths of Jesus Christ" by &lt;em&gt;Jeanne &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Guyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured, what could be better than having a deeper relationship with Jesus? As I read the book, I quickly realized that it wasn't going to be a warm fuzzy, "5 easy steps/tips for a better Christian life", type book. Here's a sample from the book where she discusses &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;abandonment&lt;/span&gt;, one of the key points in the book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Abandonment is casting off all your cares. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Abandonment&lt;/span&gt; is dropping all your needs. This includes spiritual needs...All your concerns go into the hand of God. You forget yourself, and from that moment on you think only of Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By continuing to do this over a long period of time, your heart will remain unattached; your heart will be free and at peace!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you practice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;abandonment&lt;/span&gt;? You practice it daily, hourly, and by the moment. Abandonment is practiced by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continually&lt;/span&gt; losing your own will in the will of God; by plunging your will into the depths of His will, there to be lost forever!...Abandonment must reach a point where you stand in complete indifference to yourself...Become abandoned by simply resigning yourself to what the Lord wants, in all things, no matter what they are, where they come from, or how they affect your life".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reading this book, I'm confronted with the reality of how full of myself I really am. When growing closer to him means death to self...I pause, then take a step forward...wait, that hurts, this can't be right! Again, Christ calls me to take his hand and walk with him, leaving myself behind. Maybe, I don't need to have such a deep walk with him...Perhaps there could be some kind of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;compromise&lt;/span&gt;. Now I'm at the heart of the matter, am I really willing to bring all of my life under his Lordship, to let go of &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;...to become indifferent to my own needs a desires, am I willing to abandon &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; to simply walk with my Savior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dietrich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bonhoeffer&lt;/span&gt; said, &lt;em&gt;"When Jesus calls a man, he bids him to come and die"&lt;/em&gt; Western Christianity is often at odds with biblical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;discipleship&lt;/span&gt;, in many cases American Christianity has warped us. We've set the bar so low for discipleship that we actually think that if we're &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; pain we must be doing something wrong. The very path that Christ calls us to walk is one marked with pain and sacrifice. Dying to self in inherently painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why would anybody be willing to give up everything to follow Christ anyway? Once you've seen Jesus, Once you've been touched by Him, Once you've been in His presence...You know why. Like the pearl of great price or the hidden treasure in the field, &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; cost... is too high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradoxically, the greatest freedom is dying to self in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surrendered&lt;/span&gt; abandonment to Him...the very thing we resist! I pray that in 2010 we spend time in His presence, see His beauty, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; His touch and leave ourselves behind in the process. It's the only way we can truly know Him. We must decrease so that He can increase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-636282816776621784?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/636282816776621784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/01/cost-of-discipleship.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/636282816776621784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/636282816776621784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2010/01/cost-of-discipleship.html' title='The Cost of Discipleship'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6367090844968030524</id><published>2009-11-26T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:36:28.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orphans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Alesha Mugdha of Kolkata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sw6aJ0kSfgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5rpyzk6JNcM/s1600/Mugdha_11-11-2009_(pic_1).jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sw6aJ0kSfgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5rpyzk6JNcM/s320/Mugdha_11-11-2009_(pic_1).jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;Last week April and I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of accepting a referral for a beautiful little girl currently residing in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolkata&lt;/span&gt;, India. With open arms and open hearts we welcome you into our family dear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alesha&lt;/span&gt;!  Isn't she beautiful? (see April's blog &lt;a href="http://www.pfeiffer4.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.pfeiffer4.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; ) We've been in the adoption process for nearly two years now.  We hope to have our little one home by spring time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I've been asked many times, "what made you want to adopt?" and "why India?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;I've always thought that adoption is a beautiful thing. It speaks of God's grace and redemption and love.  Until two years ago, I always thought it was a wonderful thing for&lt;em&gt; others&lt;/em&gt; to do. I on the other hand, had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no interest in bringing another child into our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt; Then one day (I believe it was November 4, 2007) in an instant, it all changed!  April and I were at church and a promo video for the 2008 India missions trip was shown. It touched me deeply. I went home and started reading about the orphan problem in our world.  As I did this God put in my heart an OVERWHELMING desire to bring one of these little ones into our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;We chose India because we are just somehow drawn to that crazy land of chaotic beauty. I take a pretty lax view of the details of adoption. Some people hold strong opinions as to whether one should adopt locally vs. internationally. I would encourage anybody wanting to adopt, to look carefully at ALL options, pray and go where God leads. Personally, I believe that with over one hundred million orphans world wide, the where when and how God leads one to adopt is not of great concern....I just would love to see God's people asking, "What can I do to look after these little ones that are made in His image?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; Day, I'm so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to be a part of something that God is involved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6367090844968030524?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6367090844968030524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/alesha-mugdha-of-kolkata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6367090844968030524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6367090844968030524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/alesha-mugdha-of-kolkata.html' title='Alesha Mugdha of Kolkata'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sw6aJ0kSfgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5rpyzk6JNcM/s72-c/Mugdha_11-11-2009_(pic_1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-3068312577746078790</id><published>2009-11-17T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:34:58.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Christ Follower (Mac vs. PC Parody) Part 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/pYdD-Qc7lbY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/pYdD-Qc7lbY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I'd rather die than go to a church like the one "Christian" goes to in this video!  Sad that there's still a lot of people out there that think that's all that church is.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-3068312577746078790?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/3068312577746078790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-christ-follower-mac-vs-pc-parody-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3068312577746078790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3068312577746078790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-christ-follower-mac-vs-pc-parody-part.html' title='I&amp;#39;m a Christ Follower (Mac vs. PC Parody) Part 02'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-9005844435015353284</id><published>2009-11-13T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:10:37.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual warfare'/><title type='text'>Broken Beat and Scarred w/ Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/u5ACdgebi4c"&gt;&lt;embed height="'350'" width="'425'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" src="'http://youtube.com/v/u5ACdgebi4c'/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song reminds me of life...overcoming drug addiction, spiritual warfare, growth, being a Christ follower. It paints for me a picture of a seasoned warrior, battle scarred but, still in the fight not willing to give up. "The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath"&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like the "sons of thunder" spoken of in scripture....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-9005844435015353284?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXUguvPZz5w&amp;feature=related' title='Broken Beat and Scarred w/ Lyrics'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXUguvPZz5w&amp;feature=related' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/9005844435015353284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/broken-beat-and-scarred-w-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/9005844435015353284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/9005844435015353284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/broken-beat-and-scarred-w-lyrics.html' title='Broken Beat and Scarred w/ Lyrics'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6900885243973421988</id><published>2009-11-07T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:25:53.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Church</title><content type='html'>..."Through these simple acts of hospitality and prayer, we joined God's mission in our neighborhood.  His mission does not have to be pumped up or hyped.  We don't have to start it or defend it. God owns his mission, and He will do His mission through us if we allow Him"  &lt;i&gt;Floyd McClung-"Starting a House Church"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what God will show us and where He'll lead us when we start thinking along the lines of what &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; doing and how we can be involved in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;His&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mission rather than "doing something for God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often we don't recognize divine appointments because we're looking for the spectacular. Sometimes the "spectacular" happens in the spiritual relm but, appears very ordinary on the outside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6900885243973421988?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6900885243973421988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-church.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6900885243973421988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6900885243973421988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-church.html' title='Simple Church'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6202567457577230824</id><published>2009-11-02T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:26:59.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restoration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Emotional Russ Taff Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/QTYddNynmHU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/QTYddNynmHU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through all that I found the real Jesus" - This is such a powerful testimony of the healing work and restoration that only Christ can bring about. I find my own story somehow in this interview. I think of how God brought me through a season in my life that was marked with pain, addiction, disillusionment and finally despair. But, "through all that I found the real Jesus" When we let God do his work in us we're simply never the same! &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/2962032942550822420-6202567457577230824?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6202567457577230824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotional-russ-taff-interview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6202567457577230824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6202567457577230824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotional-russ-taff-interview.html' title='Emotional Russ Taff Interview'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-6171455380557615265</id><published>2009-10-31T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:45:35.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>"Avoid the Appearance of Evil"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Suyy6uqBCxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GpIsNttQ2dg/s1600-h/_MG_7079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Suyy6uqBCxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GpIsNttQ2dg/s320/_MG_7079.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been wondering how to reconcile the above scripture with how Jesus lived his life. &amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;hung out&amp;nbsp;with hookers, tax collectors and drunks.&amp;nbsp; He turned water into wine.&amp;nbsp;He did some serious&amp;nbsp;house cleaning with the money changers in the temple!&amp;nbsp;He didn't seem to have any concern about what "people might think" or "what is this going to look like to others?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Could what I'm doing&lt;em&gt; appear &lt;/em&gt;as&amp;nbsp;evil?" Did not seem to be of any concern to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a brief study of this passage (1 Thessalonians 5:22)&amp;nbsp; and discovered that most modern translations render the passage as - "Avoid every kind of evil" or "Avoid&amp;nbsp;all forms of evil" Only the KJV says, "Avoid the &lt;em&gt;appearence &lt;/em&gt;of evil" I believe that most scholars would suggest that the KJV, in this case is not the best translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how many times I've heard this verse to&amp;nbsp;justify a&amp;nbsp;legalistic approach to life!&amp;nbsp; "You shouldn't go to the movies, dance, go to bars, drink, go to rock concerts"....on and on it goes. Because you want to " avoid the appearance of evil."&amp;nbsp; The religious spirit is a subtle one indeed.&amp;nbsp; The rationale always sounds so pious and holy. It&amp;nbsp;usually feels so pure and sacred,&amp;nbsp;Yet all too often, it stems from a self rightous, religious attitude.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that when I'm worried about how my actions might be &lt;em&gt;seen by others, &lt;/em&gt;(especially other Christians) there's a good chance that I'm dealing with a self rightous, religious spirit. The&amp;nbsp;religious spirit causes you to focus on yourself&amp;nbsp; and outward appearances and holds you captive in a prison of what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there not an irresistable draw toward Jesus and his approach to life and ministry?&amp;nbsp; He knew his heart was in tune with the Father's will and that's all that mattered.&amp;nbsp; He came to "set the captives free and to bind up the broken hearted"&amp;nbsp; What others thought about him and his friends or his approuch to ministry or how others thought that he would reveal himself as the Messiah made no difference to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to walk, in ever increasing measure, in that same freedom that Jesus walked. I believe that the key is rooted in &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;. Love for the Father and love for others. When we're compelled and motivated by love, don't we find ourselves free from what others think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-6171455380557615265?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/6171455380557615265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/10/avoid-appearance-of-evil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6171455380557615265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/6171455380557615265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/10/avoid-appearance-of-evil.html' title='&quot;Avoid the Appearance of Evil&quot;'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Suyy6uqBCxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GpIsNttQ2dg/s72-c/_MG_7079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-5225722622044663437</id><published>2009-09-12T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:48:16.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple House Church</title><content type='html'>I've been reading a short book called "Simple House Church Revolution" It is available for download free of charge. &lt;a href="http://www.simplechurchrevolution.com/download.htm"&gt;http://www.simplechurchrevolution.com/download.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book is kind of messing with me. I've always thought that house churches are a little weird, perhaps a good place for a cult to get started! However, the more I read about the house church movement the more I realize that it seems to reflect the passions of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think two things in particular get my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The concept of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The focus on "being the church" over focus on church buildings and programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The concept of community within the house church movement seems to resemble new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;testament&lt;/span&gt; church where believers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; shared their lives together, not just an hour and a half on Sunday mornings listening to the pastor. For an example of this type of community check out the chapter titled "Fellowships of the Heart" in John Eldredge's book "Waking the Dead" here's a link to download the chapter - &lt;a href="http://www.ransomedheart.com/assets/PDF/WTD11.pdf"&gt;http://www.ransomedheart.com/assets/PDF/WTD11.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When we see ourselves as "being the church" instead of being "part of a church" we're far more likely to depend on the Holy Spirit to transform our lives. There's a world of difference between simply trying to get a neighbor or coworker to "come to my church" vs. &lt;strong&gt;being&lt;/strong&gt; the church to them, modeling who Christ is in how I live. The first is possible in the flesh, the second is not.&lt;br /&gt;We're also more likely find our God ordained calling if we broaden our horizons to see beyond the walls of our church building. What if our personal mission/calling doesn't fit into Sunday morning worship service? Or even within the context of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;institutional&lt;/span&gt; church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's possible to apply the above &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;principles&lt;/span&gt; within the context of a traditional church. I guess that's what I'm wrestling with....I'm wondering if it really is. I'm confident that God will lead me in the way He desires me to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-5225722622044663437?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/5225722622044663437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/09/simple-house-church.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5225722622044663437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/5225722622044663437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/09/simple-house-church.html' title='Simple House Church'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-3764574691960858220</id><published>2009-08-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:20:09.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>The way it used to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sn4OXRiAFJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1PlN9VngBCI/s1600-h/19212-the-fall-of-man-jacob-jordaens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367743598878004370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sn4OXRiAFJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1PlN9VngBCI/s400/19212-the-fall-of-man-jacob-jordaens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my run this morning I was thinking about the whole issue of suffering and death. What am I to think of the child who dies in a car accident, a man or woman of God who models the Christian walk who dies in a plane crash or some other "freak accident"? Do we blame Satan? Do we blame God? Do we just say, "It must have been God's will" Is it possible that God nor Satan is directly involved? ( responsible for the accident or tragedy itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how differently we would see things if sin only recently entered the human race. Let's imagine that the fall of man &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; only a year ago. Those of us older than a year would have known a time in which there was only life, no death. Until a year ago we would have never known about wars, famine, cancer, injury, birth defects, rape, abuse, shame, neglect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a year ago EVERYTHING changes! Suddenly, all the things mentioned above and much more are part of our world...our new reality. Oh, how we would regret with bitter tears and a broken heart, the choice we made to disobey God! Surely, we would long for the way it used to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What then would our response be to death and suffering? Wouldn't we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; be painfully aware of why there is pain and suffering in our world? Would we even consider asking, "If God is all loving and all powerful, then how could he allow this?" (A question that has tormented me in the past) No, we would know why the horrors in our world take place and we would long for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;redemption&lt;/span&gt; and restoration. We would long for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;. We would long for a Savior....we would long for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't answer many complex questions about God, Evil and the fall of man, but,I think God has set a part of me free this morning. Somehow, when I imagine the fall as a recent event, I think I can see our world with just a little more clarity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-3764574691960858220?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/3764574691960858220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-it-used-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3764574691960858220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3764574691960858220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-it-used-to-be.html' title='The way it used to be'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sn4OXRiAFJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1PlN9VngBCI/s72-c/19212-the-fall-of-man-jacob-jordaens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-1159296216905390343</id><published>2009-07-27T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:48:55.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasuring Him - DWYL Sermon Jam Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/oBJzUnxiKwA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/oBJzUnxiKwA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Philippians 3:7-11 "...I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-1159296216905390343?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/1159296216905390343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/treasuring-him-dwyl-sermon-jam-video_3560.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1159296216905390343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1159296216905390343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/treasuring-him-dwyl-sermon-jam-video_3560.html' title='Treasuring Him - DWYL Sermon Jam Video'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-392100964068115955</id><published>2009-07-25T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:55:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking the Dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life."&lt;/em&gt; Proverbs 4:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is a widespread belief among Christians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; today that the heart is desperately wicked-even after a person comes to Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a crippling belief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it is untrue."&lt;/em&gt; John Eldredge - Waking the Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, how this truth is setting me free! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-392100964068115955?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/392100964068115955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/waking-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/392100964068115955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/392100964068115955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/waking-dead.html' title='Waking the Dead!'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-1082863430940337339</id><published>2009-07-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:33:52.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><title type='text'>7-24-02 - Rescued!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SmkQRgzpKTI/AAAAAAAAABI/klZYKwSvquA/s1600-h/00260043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361834724411648306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SmkQRgzpKTI/AAAAAAAAABI/klZYKwSvquA/s400/00260043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sleep, and dream of this Death angel's kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brings final bliss Completely!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empty they say, Death, won't you let me stay? Empty they say Death, hear me call your name? Oh, call your name! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suicide, I've already died You're just the funeral I've been waiting for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cyanide, living dead inside, Break this empty shell forevermore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait, wait patiently Your death-black wings Unfolding sleep Spreading on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empty they say Death, won't you let me stay? Empty they say Death, hear me call your name Oh, call your name!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suicide, I've already died You're just the funeral I've been waiting for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cyanide, living dead inside Break this empty shell forevermore"...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, And He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God"&lt;/strong&gt; Psalm 40:2-3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2002 is my sobriety date, a day that I will not forget til the day I die...Perhaps, I'll remember it even throughout eternity....I hope I do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the day that my father in heaven rescued me from certain death...literally! Towards the end of my love affair/addiction with drugs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; I became suicidally depressed. The lyrics from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Metallica's&lt;/span&gt; song, "cyanide" explain exactly how I was living and thinking in the summer of 2002. &lt;em&gt;"Sleep and dream of this Death angel's kiss, brings final bliss completely!"&lt;/em&gt; It's almost surreal when I remember that in those dark days, I actually believed that embracing death was the answer! I'll never forget feeling the cold chains of a merciless addiction crushing my very soul. I can still remember the utter hopelessness of blackest, darkest night surrounding me as I helplessly sunk ever deeper into the pit of hell! Out of control, fear, no...terror! Oh, sweet death, please come, embrace me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll also never forget the merciful hand of God reaching down from heaven and bringing me "up out of the pit of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;destruction&lt;/span&gt;" Life has not, and will not ever be the same! Since then, I see God as my Deliverer, my Rescuer, my Healer, my Redeemer, my Saviour...my only Hope. He's my Hero, He saved me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the above picture in 2001 after getting high. I think something in me was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that one day I would look at this picture with several years of sobriety and say, "Thank God he set me free!" Today is that day.&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/2962032942550822420-1082863430940337339?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/1082863430940337339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-24-02-rescued.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1082863430940337339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/1082863430940337339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-24-02-rescued.html' title='7-24-02 - Rescued!'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SmkQRgzpKTI/AAAAAAAAABI/klZYKwSvquA/s72-c/00260043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-3610983843557493597</id><published>2009-07-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:00:09.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Orphans to Arrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sl6b_dlMvII/AAAAAAAAABA/AEXL_ikGCBY/s1600-h/_MG_3926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358892121192184962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sl6b_dlMvII/AAAAAAAAABA/AEXL_ikGCBY/s400/_MG_3926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April and I have completed all our foster parenting classes through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; and are now simply waiting for "the call" from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DHS&lt;/span&gt; asking us if we'll take a particular child or sibling group into our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of interesting that we don't call foster kids orphans....they're "foster kids"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definition of orphan: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) A child whose parents are dead.&lt;br /&gt;B) &lt;strong&gt;A child who has been deprived of parental care and has not been adopted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"B" seems to describe foster kids perfectly. These kids have been deprived of parental care by parents who are checked out for one reason or another (often drugs/alcohol) and the kids suffer from neglect or worse....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder if we think that the biblical mandate to "look after orphans....in their distress" doesn't apply to foster kids. I think it does apply to them as much as the orphans in India or Africa or any other place in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that I take the view that "we need to take care of our own first" They're &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; God's children! In fact April and I are in the process of adopting a little girl from India. (More on that in future blogging) It's just that I think it's easy to think that the "real need" is overseas while we miss "real needs" right under our nose! If we take the view that foster kids in our communities...our neighborhoods are in fact modern day orphans, than doesn't James 1:27 take on more of a personal feel? "Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-3610983843557493597?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/3610983843557493597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/wating-for-orphans-to-arrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3610983843557493597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/3610983843557493597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/wating-for-orphans-to-arrive.html' title='Waiting for Orphans to Arrive'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sl6b_dlMvII/AAAAAAAAABA/AEXL_ikGCBY/s72-c/_MG_3926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2360353893307046588</id><published>2009-07-07T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:11:48.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SlQAW5cpqlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5NJbWt41RQ/s1600-h/_MG_2597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355906250228476498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SlQAW5cpqlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5NJbWt41RQ/s400/_MG_2597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time camping with Martin and Luke. We went to "Indian Henry" campground. With a little rock climbing and a fire, we had a great time. It was a reminder to me how important it is to get time alone with my kids, we had some great discussions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2360353893307046588?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2360353893307046588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2360353893307046588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2360353893307046588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping_07.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/SlQAW5cpqlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5NJbWt41RQ/s72-c/_MG_2597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2495722713991640565</id><published>2009-07-06T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:09:14.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evian Roller Babies US</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_PHnRIn74Ag' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_PHnRIn74Ag'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something strange in that water!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2495722713991640565?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2495722713991640565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/evian-roller-babies-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2495722713991640565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2495722713991640565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/evian-roller-babies-us.html' title='Evian Roller Babies US'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-8011562951576373540</id><published>2009-07-06T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:30:56.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Gaffigan - Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jcz0DYyU2EY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jcz0DYyU2EY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm heading out camping with my sons. Martin thought this was really funny...Luke, not so much....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-8011562951576373540?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/8011562951576373540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/jim-gaffigan-camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8011562951576373540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/8011562951576373540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/07/jim-gaffigan-camping.html' title='Jim Gaffigan - Camping'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2962032942550822420.post-2258270454788743830</id><published>2009-06-28T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:37:29.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Disturb us, Lord</title><content type='html'>Sir Francis Drake (~1577)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Disturb us, Lord, when We are too well pleased with ourselves, When our dreams have come true Because we have dreamed too little,When we arrived safely Because we sailed too close to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturb us, Lord, when With the abundance of things we possess We have lost our thirst For the waters of life; Having fallen in love with life, We have ceased to dream of eternity And in our efforts to build a new earth, We have allowed our vision Of the new Heaven to dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly, To venture on wider seas Where storms will show your mastery; Where losing sight of land, We shall find the stars. We ask You to push back The horizons of our hopes; And to push into the future In strength, courage, hope, and love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do we sincerely cry out to God and ask him "disturb" us? This year God has really been showing me how much I value my comfort. He's also showing me that my comfort is something that doesn't matter to him! As Christ followers in America I think that can be a difficult thing to grasp...at least for some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to say that "God wants us to get out of our comfort zone" That can simply mean that from time to time we step out of our comfortable lifestyle for a moment and then retreat quickly back to safety and feel good about stretching our faith. Isn't it entirely different though, if we conclude that our comfort is simply &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;irrelevant&lt;/span&gt; to God? That could mean that he could call us to a &lt;strong&gt;lifestyle&lt;/strong&gt; that involves heartbreak, pain, and uncertainty. It could mean that our lives could get very messy as we reach out to desperate people with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; needs. It could mean that ministries that we previously thought were only for "special" people with a "special calling" now may have our name on it.&lt;br /&gt;Disturb us, Lord, out of our half dead, comfortable existance. Give us the grace to take hold of the life abundant that you offer to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2962032942550822420-2258270454788743830?l=pfeiffer7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/feeds/2258270454788743830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/06/disturb-us-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2258270454788743830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2962032942550822420/posts/default/2258270454788743830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pfeiffer7.blogspot.com/2009/06/disturb-us-lord.html' title='Disturb us, Lord'/><author><name>Darin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970678294121813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDTrbxIPrkE/Sxx2YATdg3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/bSG3ihpwCjk/S220/Darin+and+Martin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
