<?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-2864121819517584066</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:04:54.539-07:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='Riverdale'/><category term='sermon'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='Pittsburgh Theological Seminary'/><category term='DOD'/><category term='fear'/><category term='presbyterian'/><category term='beatitudes'/><category term='Director of Discipleship'/><title type='text'>Confessional of the Called</title><subtitle type='html'>To be called by God is almost a mark of failure

-Allistar McGrath</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-6313867462260969131</id><published>2010-03-09T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:02:59.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People at places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5aqwrxIH_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cc0HZ_G1aFA/s1600-h/040+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446728552710414322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5aqwrxIH_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cc0HZ_G1aFA/s320/040+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from Palestine! Above, you'll find a picture of Laurie and I standing in front of the Sea of Galilee on our 2 year wedding anniversary! God is so good that he has brought both of us here together! Things have been stretching here in Palestine, but one of the things that has really helped has been the incredible people who have been on this trip! I thought I would take today to share some pictures of people from the trip. I know some family and friends have been following, so if you want to see any pictures of anyone is Israel Palestine, just leave a comment and i'll make it happen ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Laurie and our friend Sarah. Sarah has become quite fond of our pet pig toasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap0sAUg7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j5ZLeaeqr4I/s1600-h/133+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446727521981989810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap0sAUg7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j5ZLeaeqr4I/s320/133+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are our friends Ryan and Debbie on the Sea of Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap0IS23YI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_KpZmPCnrJU/s1600-h/046+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446727512396062082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap0IS23YI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_KpZmPCnrJU/s320/046+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; God has given us time to pray and meditate in these wonderful places:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5apzo-M6qI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UrYM1cCThF0/s1600-h/044+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446727503987927714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5apzo-M6qI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UrYM1cCThF0/s320/044+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQ5oQzsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HJjlPsxwKiY/s1600-h/045+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446731305210400450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQ5oQzsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HJjlPsxwKiY/s320/045+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQjta7MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5rHPD5muPsk/s1600-h/047+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446731299326454978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQjta7MI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5rHPD5muPsk/s320/047+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQXJ5gzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vmWT5hMMP-A/s1600-h/053+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446731295956239154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5atQXJ5gzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vmWT5hMMP-A/s320/053+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But we've also had time to just have fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap1a6MXJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7Tlfatg0Zdc/s1600-h/130+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446727534572756114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap1a6MXJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7Tlfatg0Zdc/s320/130+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap1AXzY2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QgXye-YbHWQ/s1600-h/115+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446727527449191266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ap1AXzY2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QgXye-YbHWQ/s320/115+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of which:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a7565f96132b7f9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a7565f96132b7f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330020434%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B884BB3434B00D3591F03B4618CE172ADD440DF.7E231D1A4BBFE026788C4C727FDC2924AD185AAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a7565f96132b7f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF1xfDpzIyP2hlvKuDqu8YbvDboM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a7565f96132b7f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330020434%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B884BB3434B00D3591F03B4618CE172ADD440DF.7E231D1A4BBFE026788C4C727FDC2924AD185AAB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a7565f96132b7f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF1xfDpzIyP2hlvKuDqu8YbvDboM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-6313867462260969131?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/6313867462260969131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=6313867462260969131' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6313867462260969131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6313867462260969131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-at-places.html' title='People at places'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5aqwrxIH_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/cc0HZ_G1aFA/s72-c/040+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-701364695571091745</id><published>2010-03-07T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:18:57.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, Jason here.  Just sending you an update on how things are going.  No pics today, but I'll have more tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Saturday in Ramalah, Palestine and spent the night in Bierzeit. Ramalah default capital of Palestine. There were so many people in the streets! We went to a Latin Church and heard the pastor speak about the Israeli/Palestinian war. He spoke a little bit about the suicide bombers, and said that no one really likes them, especially the majority of Palestinians. What he said that ultimately all his people really hope for is peace. We were taken in by a wonderful Arabian Christian family. They made us home cooked Palestinian food, which was delicious! I’ve gained a new appreciation for Pita and hummous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language barrier was difficult, yet there were so many commonalities between us. They had a large loving, fun family. The grandparents reminded me of Laurie’s Nonni and Poppi. The family was very friendly and hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, however, the family was a little upset. When we asked why, they told us that there had been an “accident” involving a military vehicle and a family of 8. The whole family died. Because of this Roadblocks had been set up and we to take backroads to get to our families home. While we were there, the army set off teargas in front of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, our family told us that some of the soldiers were occupying the house next door to us.  Some kids, angry at what had happened, were throwing stones and the soldiers.  Throughout breakfast they kept firing off shots to keep people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other problems that the family expressed as well. The English speaking daughter in the home mentioned that she has not been to Jerusalem, which is only 15 minutes away, for 7 years, due to the separation wall I mentioned a couple days ago.  The father of the house has not seen his parents in 14 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are checkpoints all around Israel which will stop people from getting past. She is a devout Christian, and she used to visit the Holy Sites on Easter and Christmas. None of her children have ever been to Jerusalem. What’s worse, many Palestinians have trouble getting jobs because they cannot freely these have been problems that we have been hearing expressed from one Palestinian after another throughout the week. There has been a mass exodus of Christians from Palestine in recent years, because Palestians feel like they have no hope in their country. The Christian population has decreased significantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, we visited a Catholic Church today, and the priest opened the table to everyone.  It was an awesome display of ecumenicalism despite the hardships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would ask that everyone please keep us in your prayers.  God is stretching us through this, more than we realized that he would.  Ask that the Lord be with us at this time, that our hearts would continue to be formed into His image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is Laurie and my wedding anniversary.  Happy two years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-701364695571091745?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/701364695571091745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=701364695571091745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/701364695571091745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/701364695571091745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-2590658877786227432</id><published>2010-03-05T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:45:09.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jerusalem Cross and the Church of the Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5HbHqM6lSI/AAAAAAAAADw/1rvmi7kjKks/s1600-h/031+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445374349101667618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5HbHqM6lSI/AAAAAAAAADw/1rvmi7kjKks/s320/031+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha65o_HMI/AAAAAAAAADo/x_yJn3UZHMU/s1600-h/021+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445374129907637442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha65o_HMI/AAAAAAAAADo/x_yJn3UZHMU/s320/021+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha6rts9EI/AAAAAAAAADg/2Gu1t6J1fjg/s1600-h/026+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445374126169322562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha6rts9EI/AAAAAAAAADg/2Gu1t6J1fjg/s320/026+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha6RyviuI/AAAAAAAAADY/_hVwfhayQ9Q/s1600-h/025+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445374119211141858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Ha6RyviuI/AAAAAAAAADY/_hVwfhayQ9Q/s320/025+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today our journey brought us to Qumram, Jericho, and The Church of the Nativity. Qumran was a the area where the dead sea scrolls were discovered, near the Dead Sea. While the sites that we visited on the first day had been built up to show Praise to God, the site of Qumran was quiet and contemplative. It was nice to have the change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5HbgIByxyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c7IFBYw1h-E/s1600-h/086+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445374769424942882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5HbgIByxyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c7IFBYw1h-E/s320/086+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that, we went to visit the Church of the Nativity, where the Birthplace and manger of Jesus are located.  We slipped down the tunnel leading to the enclosed birthplace, and while down there as a group sang, "silent night."  It was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truekentucky.com/shoptk/prodimage/KySnow2005JerusalemCross21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.truekentucky.com/shoptk/prodimage/KySnow2005JerusalemCross21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While there, we also learned more about the Jerusalem Cross, pictured above.  The cross in the middle symbolizes Jerusalem, while the four outter crosses symbolize the ends of the earth.  There is an incredible beauty to it, because we as pilgrams are included as "the ends of the earth."  The cross asks us to share the message to every tribe, tounge and nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While here, looking at all of these "dead stones," I can honestly say that the thing that God is teaching me is that he's real everywhere.  So many people make comments about the Holiness of the Holy Land.  Yet the amazing thing is that all these things hold a shared meaning for each of us on the trip because Jesus is active in OUR LIVES!  The relationships that we have been building among one another by talking and praying about our shared experiences have been amazing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, we are going to spend the night with local Palestinian Christian families.  The Next night we will spend in Jerusalem.  I'm so excited to spend time with the face of these people first hand.  The Palestinians have been so great to us so far, and I know that this night will be humbling.  The next night, we will be in Nazareth, so it might be a little while before I can post again.  Please keep us in your prayers, and God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-2590658877786227432?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/2590658877786227432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=2590658877786227432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2590658877786227432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2590658877786227432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/jerusalem-cross-and-church-of-nativity.html' title='The Jerusalem Cross and the Church of the Nativity'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5HbHqM6lSI/AAAAAAAAADw/1rvmi7kjKks/s72-c/031+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-935105318613539298</id><published>2010-03-05T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:41:38.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking the Via Delarosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FpPmauDYI/AAAAAAAAACo/75Q2TkHVyrw/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+104+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445249141199211906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FpPmauDYI/AAAAAAAAACo/75Q2TkHVyrw/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+104+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we walked the Via Dellarosa, The Way of the Cross. It's quite interesting to contemplate the ways in which everyone is taking things in. Some people are profoundly affected by Church buildings and structures, while others love the contemplative moments such as the Qumram site. The way of the cross is meant to represent the walk that Jesus took to get to the hill on which he was killed. I was struck here as well, but in a different sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Fp67EhNGI/AAAAAAAAADA/lldzSFV4ONA/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+110+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445249885477614690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Fp67EhNGI/AAAAAAAAADA/lldzSFV4ONA/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+110+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FqCUGmPeI/AAAAAAAAADI/c_TP3Od7QQo/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+111+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445250012456304098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FqCUGmPeI/AAAAAAAAADI/c_TP3Od7QQo/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+111+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along the way there were people hoping to sell things. It was worse than a beach boardwalk. Finally, we got to the church which stands over the place in which Jesus was crucified and buried. Everything was covered with Gold, and I felt unmoved. It was crowded, and people pushed. I was shocked at how people were cutting in line to see the tome of Jesus! After going in and coming out, I remained unphased. Then, my wife came out and gave me a hug, telling me: can you believe that he died for me? Instantly, I was in awe. I had complained about the markets along the way, yet Jesus died for those people. In fact, Jesus probably experience much worse on the way to the cross! Jesus endured scoffing, insults, and hatred. Jesus died for the people who cut in line. I think of those who would rush ahead in a crowd to see Jesus, not caring about anyone or anything. And Jesus died for me. Jesus died for a man who could stand unmoved by the most beautiful act in history, instead taking the time to complain about the problem of the world that he came to fix! God has had mercy on me, Jesus Christ is Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Fra6g-umI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hhYLBLCVv-g/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251534595996258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5Fra6g-umI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hhYLBLCVv-g/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2864121819517584066-935105318613539298?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/935105318613539298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=935105318613539298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/935105318613539298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/935105318613539298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/walking-via-delarosa.html' title='Walking the Via Delarosa'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FpPmauDYI/AAAAAAAAACo/75Q2TkHVyrw/s72-c/Israel+(Day+1)+104+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-487833893352872911</id><published>2010-03-04T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:15:42.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Two Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FlUdorryI/AAAAAAAAACg/WAgHFbVNw2w/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445244826694692642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FlUdorryI/AAAAAAAAACg/WAgHFbVNw2w/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Tuell made a comment at the end of the day that I think does the most adequate job summing up what we felt and experienced in the Holy Lands today: we started and ended our day with two walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first wall was the Wailing Wall. I wailing wall is the wall that was used to retain the dirt when building the second temple. Herod probably used pieces of the destroyed first temple to build this wall, which means some of the stone may date back to the time of David. There was so much history there. When we were given a chance to pray at the wall, I was struck by its history.. I was struck by the fact that I was taking part in something so ancient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASan3K_zI/AAAAAAAAACY/tqmgvJm_BIA/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+144+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444872198077218610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASan3K_zI/AAAAAAAAACY/tqmgvJm_BIA/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+144+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASZyZRFRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0nuFcHMcHvU/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444872183724709138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASZyZRFRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0nuFcHMcHvU/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASZO41uJI/AAAAAAAAACI/b7DlhTakUQU/s1600-h/Israel+(Day+1)+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444872174193457298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASZO41uJI/AAAAAAAAACI/b7DlhTakUQU/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444872164516290370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5ASYq1n30I/AAAAAAAAACA/xlnyb-3I_m8/s320/Israel+(Day+1)+016+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second wall that we visited was much different than the first. This was not an old wall, but a new one. This was not a wall of unity and prayer, but a wall of separation and division. The wall is the separation wall, built by the Israeli Government to stop the Palestinian people from leaving Bethlehem. A wall over 400 miles long is being built around all of the Palestinian territories to protect Israel from terrorism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the photos, it is covered with graffiti expressing peoples feelings about it. Palestinian people (many of whom are Christian) have to get visas to visit people in Israeli territory. Often, they visas are hard to obtain. Image if you were not able to visit your family which only lives a town over? The wall has only occurred in the last ten years, but the political situation has been causing a mass exodus of Palestinians and the Christian population in Israel has increased from well over 30% of the country to less than 2% in the past 50 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not expressed enough for anyone to make a fair judgment about the situation. But my point is, does it really fix problems to wall them in? Don’t we do this in our own lives: we try to cage our sin away without addressing it and giving it over to Jesus. I’m not try to make anyone pick a side but am trying to address a point: all are sinners: Israeli, Palestinian, and American. Yet the same grace I experienced earlier in the day is available to us: Jesus died on our behalf. In light of that, we need to not build walls, but build bridges in love toward one another. Caging our conflicts within ourselves solves nothing, we have to give them over to Jesus, laying them at the foot of the cross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-487833893352872911?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/487833893352872911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=487833893352872911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/487833893352872911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/487833893352872911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-walls.html' title='The Two Walls'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S5FlUdorryI/AAAAAAAAACg/WAgHFbVNw2w/s72-c/Israel+(Day+1)+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-9209656119402220953</id><published>2010-03-03T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:08:17.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S47A8RYZNmI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aeo06207AK8/s1600-h/036+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444501141227910754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S47A8RYZNmI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aeo06207AK8/s320/036+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laurie and I have arried at Paradise! Paradise Hotel, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just finished up our 12 hour flight and we've arrived for our 10 day stay in Bethlehem, the Birthplace of Jesus. We've 7 hours ahead of schedule, so while it's 3 PM for you, it's 10 PM for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we're here, I'm going to take the opportunity let everyone know about what we're experiencing. This is not your typical Holy Lands trip. We're here with the Holy Land Christian Ecumenical Foundation in order to minister to Palestinian Christians. We'll be spending part of the days check out sites, but we'll be spending a lot of time talking with Christians in Palestine in order to build bridges with their culture and help understand their needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many great things that we'll be doing that are a little unusual. One is meeting with Fr. Elias Chacour. Elias was 7 when the state of Palestine was created, and due to war his family lost their home. Consequently, many Palestinian Christians are living in refugee camps due to the fighting and conflicts. Laurie and I read Elias' book, Blood Brothers, and we're excited to hear what he has to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the next 10 days, I'm going to join Laurie and I on our Journey. It's going to be encouraging, it's going to be rough, but most of all it's going to be transforming. We'll be posting pictures and recaps of each of the days events here. Please check back and visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444501566487108354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S47BVBmFmwI/AAAAAAAAABo/g9e_5jCNvag/s320/007+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2864121819517584066-9209656119402220953?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/9209656119402220953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=9209656119402220953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/9209656119402220953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/9209656119402220953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/03/weve-arrived.html' title='We&apos;ve arrived!'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/S47A8RYZNmI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aeo06207AK8/s72-c/036+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-4750487337681606045</id><published>2010-01-25T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:56:38.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Pastor Allan preached on various people who Jesus encounters in his ministry.  He talked about the blind man, the women at the well, the tax collectors, and many others.  Ultimately, what we find in each of these people is ourselves.  When Jesus heals the blind man, he's not just healing a blind man, he's showing how he can heal us because we are blind.  We are the woman at the well, we are the sick woman, and we are even the tax collector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, what Bible character do you best relate to?  Think it over and leave some comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-4750487337681606045?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/4750487337681606045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=4750487337681606045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/4750487337681606045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/4750487337681606045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-6115747768847835453</id><published>2009-10-13T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:28:17.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatitudes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sermon'/><title type='text'>WNT Devotional Series: The Beatitudes (Matt. 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" src="http://www.sermonplayer.com/swf/new/player1.swf" bgcolor="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="file=http://sermonplayer.com/build_xml_wzd.php?player=7729-records&amp;amp;logo=http://&amp;amp;skin=http://sermonplayer.com/swf/schoon/schoon.swf&amp;amp;viral.callout=none"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-6115747768847835453?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/6115747768847835453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=6115747768847835453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6115747768847835453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6115747768847835453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/10/wnt-devotional-series-beatitudes-matt-5.html' title='WNT Devotional Series: The Beatitudes (Matt. 5)'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-2196451980508641537</id><published>2009-10-07T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:59:13.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.lkimg.com/product-images--6370cdb717a0d63ee63052cb69705fa2951880c8-4f13876848bb48af--jpg_sqthumb_med--rings-men-apos-s-6mm-cross-and-wave-engraved-wedding-band-in-10k-two-tone-gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://images1.lkimg.com/product-images--6370cdb717a0d63ee63052cb69705fa2951880c8-4f13876848bb48af--jpg_sqthumb_med--rings-men-apos-s-6mm-cross-and-wave-engraved-wedding-band-in-10k-two-tone-gold.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Director/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Director/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Director/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured above is my (former) wedding band.  Well, mine was white gold, but you get the point.  Why do I say former?  Well, let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie and I had planned on spending the day on the river in a Canoe.  It was a nice day, the sun was out, the weather was comfortable.  Beautiful really. Laurie, thought it might be fun to try Kayaks instead.  I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, Kayaks are a lot more work than canoes.  We both were very sore by the end of the day.  I also tipped my Kayak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;multiple times&lt;/span&gt;.  But that's not even the worst part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about 3/4 of the way done, I commented that my ring was chaffing my finger.  Laurie told me to take it off and give it to her.  As I took it off, I hit a rock and it went flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie and I jumped out of our boats immediately and started searching for it.  We went up and down the water, but to no avail.  I loved that ring, it had an inscription on the inside that said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in love and Lord, I'm forever yours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words are still true.  And even after a bad day like that, I'm reminded that God continually seeks after us when we are lost, only he looks until he finds us, and he never gives up.  I praise God for his patience, and that he seeks us until the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-2196451980508641537?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/2196451980508641537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=2196451980508641537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2196451980508641537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2196451980508641537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-faithfulness.html' title='God&apos;s Faithfulness'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-836094199760544250</id><published>2009-08-07T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:46:35.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is faithful... even when it's expensive!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Laurie and I had to pay about 350 dollars on new tires.  Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that you might think is, "wow, that's a lot of money to have to pay out of the blue."  And it's true, it was a lot of money for us to have to come up with unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, Laurie and I are planning on driving out to Ohio today for our friend Jeremy Stover's wedding.  We walked out of Wal-Mart today, and Laurie had to go get something.  I brought the car to her turned the opposite direction of where she would have normally walked, and she saw we had a flat tire!  We had just filled it the day before, so we knew we had to deal with this.  Praise God because He allowed us to see what was going on with our car before the trip, and we were at a place where we could get them fixed right away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-836094199760544250?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/836094199760544250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=836094199760544250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/836094199760544250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/836094199760544250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-is-faithful-even-when-its-expensive.html' title='God is faithful... even when it&apos;s expensive!'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-5876662917337338755</id><published>2009-07-12T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:29:43.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month In</title><content type='html'>I just finished my first month as "DOD" at Riverdale UP Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has just blessed me so much.  First, the pastor, Allan, is more concerned about my personal spiritual formation than I could have ever asked!  He's offering me advice at every step along the way, showing me the ropes, and mostly just being downright encouraging!  I couldn't have asked to work under a better man.  I already know that the time I'm spending at Riverdale will be used by God to shape the man I'm going to be in the future.  One of the coolest things is that Allan repeatedly says to me that he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;knows &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that I was called by God to be at Riverdale.  Praise Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly my "work" at Riverdale up until this point has been having meetings with the folks and getting involved in the community.  There are a lot of great personalities at Riverdale.  It's incredible to see how God brings all the people he wants together, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I "lead" my first worship service.  I did the greeting, announcements, sermon lead in, prayer, offering, closing prayer and benediction.  It was a good first experience, and I feel like it's really helping me to just get "in the mix" at Riverdale.  Lots of new people to meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said, I can really see God's hand in this whole thing.  Two months ago, we would have never know that God was going to bring us here.  Yet look at the great doors he has opened!  Our Lord is a faithful king, and our obedience to Him is our greatest reward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-5876662917337338755?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/5876662917337338755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=5876662917337338755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/5876662917337338755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/5876662917337338755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-month-in.html' title='One Month In'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-7036951701971184883</id><published>2009-06-06T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:37:53.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day as DOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/Sipwo6cMVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/NchNzCYRhu4/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344207756013098050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/Sipwo6cMVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/NchNzCYRhu4/s320/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my wife and I on my initiation day as Director of Discipleship at Riverdale United Presbyterian Church in Moon Township, PA.  I'm really excited about what God is doing in my life recently.  He's been showing me his plans more clearly than many other points in my life (except marrying Laurie).  God wants to do incredible things at this Church and I'm happy to be a part of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SipweSDZbpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kZuPNsVZx2Q/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-7036951701971184883?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/7036951701971184883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=7036951701971184883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/7036951701971184883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/7036951701971184883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-as-dod.html' title='First Day as DOD'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/Sipwo6cMVEI/AAAAAAAAABY/NchNzCYRhu4/s72-c/135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-370529685118034388</id><published>2009-05-21T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:49:22.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Director of Discipleship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riverdale'/><title type='text'>Accepted part 2</title><content type='html'>I went to visit Riverdale Church last weekend to interview for the position of Director of Discipleship. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to let everyone know that... I got the position!  As of June 15 I will be the Director of Discipleship at Riverdale United Presbyterian Church.  We also found a place to live, halfway between the seminary and the Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like the seminary.  I met a lot of great people and overall it just really feels like this is where God is calling me right now.  Praise the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-370529685118034388?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/370529685118034388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=370529685118034388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/370529685118034388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/370529685118034388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/accepted-part-2.html' title='Accepted part 2'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-8086948163647855831</id><published>2009-05-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:07:15.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pittsburgh Theological Seminary'/><title type='text'>Accepted</title><content type='html'>I got accepted to Pittsburgh Theological Seminary today.  This is the next big step in the road to my ordination in the PC(USA).  I'm so thankful to God for how good and faithful he is to me.  I'm a little bit nervous... we're still not sure where we'll live and what not, but I know that God will work it out in the end.  He always does :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also getting more and more nervous about my job interview this weekend.  I really want this position.  It would make life so much more fun for the next few years.  Perhaps not easier, but certainly funner.  I would love to do ministry full time while at seminary.  This would also be the biggest church i've ever worked with.  I'm just waiting on God now, though.  Praise him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-8086948163647855831?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/8086948163647855831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=8086948163647855831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/8086948163647855831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/8086948163647855831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/accepted.html' title='Accepted'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-6178098067083100553</id><published>2009-05-12T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:07:29.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Director of Discipleship</title><content type='html'>So, Today I wish I had blog readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who are from para church organizations, and the from the Christian world in general, often hear the complaint that "the Church is not doing it's job!" in the area of "discipleship."  Now, Discipleship is a very Christian word, which basically means bringing people up in faith in the Lord.  A disciple is a follower of Jesus, and discipleship is the process we take to get there.  We also get organizations, such as Campus Crusade, who verbify it.  (Microsoft Word does not agree with this usage.)  To Disciple someone means to teach them how to follow God.  When I think of Discipleship I think of one on one relationships, in which people meet with one another and talk out various difficulties that younger believers might be having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's image that a Church wants to bring a person on staff who would be in charge of the disciple making process.  First of all, who incredibly cool is that.  I will tell you: very.  I was looking at jobs that were available in the Pittsburgh Presbytery and I just thought, wow, this job looks awesome.  The Church has been having a seeker friendly service for a number of years and has been attractive some new believers.  Now they want to know what to do with them!  This is such an awesome problem to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my question is, what do you do?  If you are given a blank slate, and your whole task is to figure out how to disciple Christians, what do you do?  Do you create a network of leaders within the church who personally disciple others?  Do you leave discipleship to small groups?  Let me hear your thoughts, world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-6178098067083100553?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/6178098067083100553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=6178098067083100553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6178098067083100553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/6178098067083100553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/director-of-discipleship.html' title='Director of Discipleship'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-8961351004829301387</id><published>2009-05-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:11:49.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Well, the world does not seem to be slowing down.  I got a call from Pittsburgh Theological Seminary this morning and I was advised that it would be best if I take Hebrew at &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;seminary, as opposed to staying at Evangelical.  So, we might be moving... in three weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good, though.  I was exploring job opportunities in Pittsburgh and I came across a position for Director of Discipleship at a local PC church in Pittsburgh.  It sounds perfect for me.  I'm almost afraid of thinking about it too much because I know I will get my hopes higher than they should be.  God is moving swiftly, it seems, but he's moving faithfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest regrets about moving, however, will be that I just joined the Big Brothers Big Sisters program in the area.  We applied at the begining of last year and I was only just accepted.  If I move, I pray my little will find another Big.  I feel so bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-8961351004829301387?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/8961351004829301387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=8961351004829301387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/8961351004829301387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/8961351004829301387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-5981817807253824494</id><published>2009-05-07T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:17:32.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presbyterian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>My first confession</title><content type='html'>I'm really afraid.  I'm not sure if it's just part of my personality or what, but I'm generally a pretty scared person.  Theoretically, I know that not much can go wrong (at least not as wrong as I image) yet I still fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last January, I believe that God confirmed in my heart that he wants me to pursue ordination in the Presbyterian Church (USA).  I have been going to seminary for one year at a Wesleyan School, yet my home church is PC(USA).  Up until that point, I was afraid because I was not sure where my life was going.  I then became scared that I was in the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a meeting with the Committee for Preperation in Ministry last tuesday.  It was probably the worst interview I have ever had, yet they approved me.  They also asked me to look into a different seminary.  I applied to Pittsburgh, and it looks like i'll be transfering at the end of the summer (if i'm accepted and they have housing).  It's cheaper and there are more opportunities.  I'm now afraid we won't get housing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife has been complaining that she's not gaining any experience in her job.  Today, she got demoted to a bagger at the store where she works.  She is a waitress.  Well, she was before she quit.  I'm also afraid we won't have money to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on, because I have a long history of living and fearing.  Yet, Jesus teaches us not to fear.  Jesus said: "Do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For ﻿the Gentiles seek after all these things, and ﻿your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first ﻿the kingdom of God and his righteousness, ﻿and all these things will be added to you." &lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=2864121819517584066#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to note how faithful God is to me even when I am unfaithful to him in my doubt and fear.  My fear brings stress and doubt into my life.  Yet Christ wants to redeem us from these things!  It's so satisfying to realize that if we seek God's kingdom first, and his righteousness, he will provide everything that we truely need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-5981817807253824494?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/5981817807253824494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=5981817807253824494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/5981817807253824494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/5981817807253824494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-confession.html' title='My first confession'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2864121819517584066.post-2859541494650590394</id><published>2009-05-06T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:02:02.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presbyterian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>My Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Laurie, my wife, became a follower Christ by the influence of a Church of the Nazarene congregation.  My home church is PC(USA).  We both, however, draw most of our Christian roots from being involved with Campus Crusade in College.  Recently, I believe that God has been leading me to pursue ordination in the PC(USA), so we thought it wise to begin worshiping with a Presbyterian congregation.  While Laurie felt a little outside of her comfort zone at first, she has really enjoyed it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday, while I was exploring seminaries, Laurie said to me, "I really like how we say a prayer of confession at Church every week."  And, after I thought about it, I agreed.  In fact, I felt like it was something that I had truely been missing for the past few years.  We, Laurie and I, have a strong tendency to forget our own sinfulness in light of the awsomeness of God.  In fact I will sometimes boast of the goodness that the Lord has done in my life while forgetting to give glory to God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a people seeking redemption and rescue from Christ, it is important to remember the struggle that we are in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2864121819517584066-2859541494650590394?l=clapperja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/feeds/2859541494650590394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2864121819517584066&amp;postID=2859541494650590394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2859541494650590394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2864121819517584066/posts/default/2859541494650590394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapperja.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wife.html' title='My Wife'/><author><name>ClapperJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173339383142673734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtkMZ9W5Dqs/SgMI5cL2CoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Q1wew7f-_Q/S220/IMG_0136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
