<?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-2516876055582032419</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:43:59.734-07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='South Africa'/><category term='Things That Contain Crack'/><category term='Missions'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='App State'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Blog Title'/><category term='Injustice'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Shadow of a Martyr</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3310687800798678042</id><published>2010-04-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:05:42.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Going back by the Grace of God</title><content type='html'>"For God is my witness, whom I serve with my spirit in the gospel of his Son, that with out ceasing I mention you always in my prayers, asking that somehow by God's will I may now at last succeed in coming to you."- Romans 1:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have not faced the trials and persecution that Paul faced which prevented him from visiting Rome, I have had a longing to return to South Africa ever since I left.  Now, it appears that my longing will be satisfied as the opportunity has arisen for me to go back.  This coming December will be very eventful.  I will walk across the stage and receive my diploma from Appalachian State University and then in a matter of a couple of days I will be flying to Cape Town.  I am extremely excited about this opportunity to go back and minister to and be ministered to by the people of Cape Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be bittersweet though.  It will be my first Christmas away from my family which will be tough on me and my family.  But Christmas is about Jesus and what better way to celebrate than to be serving Him on the mission field.  So please be in prayer for this trip.  Right now the door is open but I am aware that God in His sovereign plan could have something else in store.  But if it is His will, I will be back in South Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-3310687800798678042?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/3310687800798678042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3310687800798678042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3310687800798678042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3310687800798678042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-back-by-grace-of-god.html' title='Going back by the Grace of God'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-9192086268693080641</id><published>2010-04-13T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:27:33.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow has it been that long?</title><content type='html'>So yeah most of you have probably stopped reading this.  I understand.  It has been an extremely busy stretch for me but I plan on getting back to writing as soon as school is out.  Another reason for the lack of blogging has been my increasing use of twitter.  Many people use blogs to write about their everyday lives but I mainly use my blog to write about things regarding my faith.  My last couple of entries, especially the Running from Blessing ones took almost an hour to write.  I haven't had that kind of time but hopefully this summer I'll get back to it.  See you in a little under a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-9192086268693080641?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/9192086268693080641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=9192086268693080641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/9192086268693080641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/9192086268693080641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow-has-it-been-that-long.html' title='wow has it been that long?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1706614093997639830</id><published>2009-11-06T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:15:51.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Why should I stay?</title><content type='html'>Taking a quick break from the current series.  It takes a while to write each one of those and school has been really busy so I haven't had adequate time.  But I wanted to just share something that I have been thinking about a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think it wasn't for me.  Then I thought that maybe short term missions was good and I could do that.  Now that I've done that, I can see God working in me.  Three weeks in South Africa was honestly easy.  I wasn't homesick.  Sure I missed family and friends but I didn't really miss the States.  I loved learning about a new culture.  Being in a new place.  I saw the need firsthand.  The harvest is plenty.  The workers are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Crazy Love and studying with my college group at home.  Jesus showed us crazy love.  It doesn't make sense.  That he would do what he did.  It was crazy.  Why shouldn't I do something crazy?  Why should I just live the normal life?  A mediocre life?  Missions is crazy.  Especially if you are an American.  We have EVERYTHING here.  We are so freakin BLESSED.  It is easy to live here.  Why not leave and do something crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I stay here if I believe Jesus is who he said he was?  Why should I stay here if I say I follow Christ?  He went places that didn't make sense for him to go.  He went places where harm was almost certain.  Persecution a guarantee.  If he did it, why shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I believe that every word he spoke was true, why should I stay?  He said that he offers eternal life.  He said that he offers abundant life.  He offers satisfaction that nothing on the earth can provide.  He says that hell is real and that those who do not trust in Him will be there for eternity.  If I believe these things, why should I stay when there are so many people who have NO IDEA about this Man and what he did for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be so selfish?  How can I be such a pansy and exchange the glory of Christ for a nice 9 to 5 and a two story house?  Why should my comfort be more important than the needs of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not do something crazy?  He did.  See I don't think it would make much sense for me to do something like that.  I mean in the next year I'll have a college degree.  I have pretty good grades so grad school is a reality.  Down the road I'm sure I could find a nice job that pays well.  Raise a nice family, in a nice neighborhood.  But why not take a risk?  My accomplishments and and future success does not compare to Christ.  As Paul said, its trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I believe God is my shield and my comfort.  That he is ALWAYS with me, why should I be scared to do something like that.  Why not take a risk that's not really a risk if the One I'm following has never let me or anyone else down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I will definitely be spending the rest of my time in a foreign country but unless I hear other wise I believe I will be spending some time overseas.  Don't know the details but God is showing me how great the need is how much he cares about the nations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I could really use some prayers for guidance and courage.  It's easy to say all this stuff.  It's a lot harder to go out and do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1706614093997639830?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1706614093997639830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1706614093997639830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1706614093997639830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1706614093997639830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-should-i-stay.html' title='Why should I stay?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2037956817392616547</id><published>2009-10-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:41:03.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Running from Blessings: Poor in Spirit</title><content type='html'>"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven."- Matthew 5:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I took a class about social problems.  One of the many things we discussed was poverty.  I learned about a term called absolute poverty.  This term references the poorest of the poor.  People who are living in absolute poverty live on less than a dollar a day.  They are incapable of providing for themselves.  In other words they lack self sufficiency.  They can not afford food, housing, education, etc.  They cannot afford their basic needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to South Africa this summer I witnessed this kind of poverty.  I don't know if it was officially "absolute poverty" but many of the people in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Klipheuwel&lt;/span&gt; cannot help themselves, especially on the informal side.  They can't afford food.  They can't afford adequate housing.  They can't afford their medicine for AIDS or TB.  They can't afford to take the taxi to town to go see the doctor.  That's why what Helen and Estelle do in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Klipheuwel&lt;/span&gt; is so needed.  Many of these people are so poor they cannot help themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have read this verse, including me, and said Jesus has a heart for the poor and we should take care of the poor.  I believe this is bad interpretation.  Jesus does care about the poor and we should take care of the poor.  I am not denying that.  But two mistakes are made when reading this verse that way.  First, we don't look at ourselves but rather look at other people.  Secondly, we misunderstand who the poor in spirit really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that Jesus says poor in spirit not poor in possessions.  Jesus is not just talking about the people who don't have enough money to live or all the people who are struggling to make ends meet.  He is talking about a completely different type of poverty, spiritual poverty.  People who cannot help themselves in a spiritual sense.  People who are are over their heads in debt because of sin.  People who cannot do anything to help the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard to swallow truth about this verse is that Jesus isn't talking about a certain part of the population.  He is talking about everyone.  You and me.  The truth is, while you are probably reading this while sitting in a nicely heated or air conditioned room  and using a computer that cost hundreds of dollars and the same can be said for me as I write this, we are born into absolute spiritual poverty.  We are all in this predicament.  We are helpless.  All of a sudden Jesus' words aren't so warm and fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept was extremely hard for me to grasp.  I used to think that I was a pretty good guy.  I thought I could work my way to heaven.  I used to tell myself that because I go to church, don't cuss that much, don't have sex, make good grades, and so on that I was worthy of heaven.  I remember sitting in church one night and while we were praying I was looking around comparing myself to everyone.  I completely rejected this idea that I was spiritually poor and that my good deeds could not pay my way in to God's Kingdom.  I think a lot of people struggle with this.  We don't want to look at ourselves and realize that we are helpless.  That our sin has completely destroyed our spirit.  We are by nature self righteous.  I don't know of anyone who claims to be perfect but we deny that we are really that bad.  We like to think that we are good.  But throughout Scripture we see that this isn't the case.  We see that all have sinned.  (Romans 3:23)  That no one is good except God alone.  (Mark 10:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after studying the Sermon on the Mount, I have to ask: why do we run from embracing our depravity, our spiritual poorness?  Why do we think so highly of ourselves?  The people that embrace and acknowledge this fact about themselves are labeled as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessed &lt;/span&gt;by Jesus.  By embracing our spiritual poverty, I don't mean celebrate the fact that we are sinners.  We shouldn't delight in the fact that we offend a holy God.  But we should understand this truth about ourselves rather than deny it and lie to ourselves about how good we think we are.  Jesus  says that the Kingdom of Heaven belong to the poor in spirit.    No we will not earn the Kingdom of Heaven but God gives it to us.  Its a gift not a wage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians talks several times about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;riches &lt;/span&gt;of God's grace.  Revelation is full of imagery of golden items in heaven, even golden streets.  People who acknowledge their spiritual poverty are blessed with the riches of God.  No I am not adopting Joel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Osteen's&lt;/span&gt; theology and saying that if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brokenness&lt;/span&gt; that you will magically become rich.  However, having a relationship with Christ is the most valuable and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt; anyone can have.  With that relationship comes so many blessings, including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;eternal&lt;/span&gt; life spent in heaven, where we will see the Throne of God.  The life of a follower of Jesus is truly a rags to riches story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging that we are poor in spirit is the first step to entering into the Kingdom of God.  Seeing and accepting our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;brokenness&lt;/span&gt; shows us our need for a Savior and there is no amount of money, no house big enough, no car nice enough to surpass the riches and blessing of knowing Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why run from the label of poor in spirit?  Accept it and allow Christ to change you and give you His righteousness because we certainly can't create our own.  Only He has the power to lift us out of the absolute spiritual poverty that we are born into and push ourselves further into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed &lt;/span&gt;are the poor in spirit.  Lets stop running from God's blessing and put aside our false sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;righteousness&lt;/span&gt; and embrace the Righteous One, Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2037956817392616547?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2037956817392616547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2037956817392616547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2037956817392616547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2037956817392616547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/10/running-from-blessings-poor-in-spirit.html' title='Running from Blessings: Poor in Spirit'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5829374478243581980</id><published>2009-10-12T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:14:48.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Running from Blessings: Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seeing the crowds, he went up on the mountain, and when he sat down, his disciples came to him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he opened his mouth and taught them, saying:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Blessed are you when others revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Matthew 5:1-12 (ESV)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few weeks, I have become pretty familiar with this passage. We have been looking over it in the Bible study I am involved in and the church I have been attending has been going through this same scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read and heard this scripture a lot. I have always just taken it at surface level and thought that it was pretty straight forward. Some of it is straight forward but some of it is so much deeper than surface level and God has been teaching me the deeper levels of His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I went to Student Life Camp with the youth and the theme for the week was "Flip." We talked about how following Jesus goes against everything the world teaches us. The Sermon on the Mount is no different. Every characteristic that Jesus labels as "blessed" is a characteristic that goes against our very nature. We want to be blessed but it is so hard for us to put aside our natural tendencies so that we can actually be blessed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, I think we “panzify” Jesus’ sermon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is one of those passages that make people feel all warm and fuzzy inside but I believe if we look deeper, this is a very convicting and challenging sermon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe that it is hard to be “blessed” and more often than not, we run from these blessings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next several blog posts will break down each point of the Sermon on the Mount so that we can be challenged to deny ourselves and become the blessed ones that Christ wants us to become.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Introduction'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2968653828951330016</id><published>2009-10-02T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:46:30.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>"Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts"</title><content type='html'>Shocking, embarrassing, and heartbreaking statistics about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Three Pictures for Three Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH5X0IQE8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SOS8gAEZl2Y/s1600-h/erin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH5X0IQE8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SOS8gAEZl2Y/s320/erin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386860816837383106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH63-ihjCI/AAAAAAAAAII/HiDWuYWlfc4/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH63-ihjCI/AAAAAAAAAII/HiDWuYWlfc4/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386862468899376162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH6Yw7NVBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aYg10-LxtZg/s1600-h/IMG_1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH6Yw7NVBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aYg10-LxtZg/s320/IMG_1874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386861932668867602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Three Years Erin.  Just in case you need a reminder about why I think you are so awesome click &lt;a href="http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-year-anniversary.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-889258583876110808?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/889258583876110808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=889258583876110808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/889258583876110808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/889258583876110808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-pictures-for-three-years.html' title='Three Pictures for Three Years'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SsH5X0IQE8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SOS8gAEZl2Y/s72-c/erin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2983524340677658332</id><published>2009-09-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:30:09.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Breaking the habit</title><content type='html'>So I'm trying to break the habit of being a horrible blogger.  Its a hard thing to get back into once you slack off a little bit.  I have some great ideas that should be coming up soon, its just a matter of taking the time to sit down and type them out.  But in the mean time I thought I would give you some great advice......go buy David Crowder Band's new CD "Church Music."  It is unbelievable.  Their last album was a bit of a disappointment but this one makes up for it.  Go get it.  Now.  Stop reading this and go buy it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SrxG8-WiRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/vdDVH_yM78I/s1600-h/davidcrowderchurchcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SrxG8-WiRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/vdDVH_yM78I/s320/davidcrowderchurchcd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385257267771884706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing for you, in case you need a good laugh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLGLBVSpBzY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLGLBVSpBzY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/09/breaking-habit.html' title='Breaking the habit'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SrxG8-WiRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/vdDVH_yM78I/s72-c/davidcrowderchurchcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3740476820012785162</id><published>2009-09-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:28:16.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Words can't describe how bad this is......</title><content 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3740476820012785162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3740476820012785162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3740476820012785162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-cant-describe-how-bad-this-is.html' title='Words can&apos;t describe how bad this is......'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/941797727951117565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=941797727951117565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/941797727951117565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/941797727951117565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/08/helen-estelle-and-inside-out.html' title='Helen, Estelle, and Inside Out'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7306269230890704955</id><published>2009-08-18T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:21:11.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Ministering to the Elderly</title><content type='html'>We had an amazing opportunity to go spend time with the Elderly people of Klipheuwel.  Our team went twice but because I was sick I had to miss the second time.  We helped them practice for some type of senior citizens' games that were going to be held in the coming months.  It was so much fun to see how full of life and energy these people were.  You could tell they were so excited to be out of the house and have something to do that was just for them.  It made them feel special.  I hate I missed this but on the last day the team was with them, they expressed how grateful they were because they feel so forgotten in their community.  It meant a lot to them that we were there and they asked that we would never forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done with the field games with them we had the chance to share a meal with them which eventually turned into this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-599cc45a2d54ce9" 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" 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href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7306269230890704955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7306269230890704955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7306269230890704955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7306269230890704955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/08/ministering-to-elderly.html' title='Ministering to the Elderly'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3817471952573576040</id><published>2009-08-12T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:39:28.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>South Africa Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are links to see my pictures from South Africa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2191678&amp;amp;id=25013580&amp;amp;l=82287d732f"&gt;Pictures from Klipheuwel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2191813&amp;amp;id=25013580&amp;amp;l=751c6b2fc4"&gt;The team and other people I was with in South Africa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2199286&amp;amp;id=25013580&amp;amp;l=d72b601036"&gt;Sights of South Africa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-3817471952573576040?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/3817471952573576040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3817471952573576040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3817471952573576040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3817471952573576040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/08/south-africa-pictures.html' title='South Africa Pictures'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-6445266738643511495</id><published>2009-07-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:46:58.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Nkupane</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a497374600dfbb59" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4515909493165312510</id><published>2009-07-12T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:07:42.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Break from South Africa posts, Student Life, Target and MJ, and the Lake</title><content type='html'>I am really sorry that I have been inconsistent with blogging this summer.  Working with 100 kids every day has been extremely exhausting.  When I get home I have no desire to use my brain therefore I have been slacking on the blog.  My apologies to my audience of very few.  But don't worry more is to come about South Africa, just not this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I will be venturing to Liberty University with Grey Stone's youth group for Student Life Camp.  I went last year and had a blast so I expect to have a great time this year too.  Hopefully there will be no seizures and strep throat this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week with out me and I'll see you kids later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Just got Michael Jackson's greatest hits CD for 10 bucks at Target.  Steal.  Don't judge me for liking his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.-  I come back from camp Friday and then turn around and head to the lake for the day with the college peeps from G-Stone.  I'm on a boat.  Well not yet but I will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4515909493165312510?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4515909493165312510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4515909493165312510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4515909493165312510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4515909493165312510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/07/break-from-south-africa-posts-student.html' title='Break from South Africa posts, Student Life, Target and MJ, and the Lake'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7927182948627255746</id><published>2009-06-29T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:36:55.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>All things to all people</title><content type='html'>"I have become all things to all people, that by all means I might save some.  I do it all for the sake of the Gospel, that I may share with them in its blessings." 1 Corinthians 9:22-23 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ESV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite verses when it comes to ministry.  I have always believed that the best way to minister to people is through relationships and most of the time relationships are started because of a common bond.  But what happens when we have no common ground with someone?  When they are from a culture completely different than ours?  A different background?  A different race?  A different social class?  Instead of just walking away, we must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times we fail to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt;.  I know I have failed at this many many times. Usually, when we can't relate to someone we just move on and just say someone else will come along and befriend that person.  But when we do that we are neglecting  God's word.  When we come across someone we can't relate to we must get on their level and create the common bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this verse in practice for the first time, that I can remember, in South Africa.  Before going to South Africa, I was nervous about being able to relate to this young men.  We are from different countries and completely different environments.  We have a language barrier and  a race barrier.  However, it wasn't hard to relate because of one simple thing.....a soccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up I have always made fun of soccer.  I always said it was a girls' sport.  It was for boys who couldn't play football.  I hated it.  Mainly because I never played it.  But here I was in South Africa standing in front of the boys who I came to share God's love with and the main opportunity I had to relate with these guys was the game of soccer.  Needless to say, I didn't stand there and make fun of the game or make fun of them for playing what I used to call a wimpy sport.  Instead, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;became &lt;/span&gt;a soccer player for them.  Because of this sport doors were opened for us to find more common bonds with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have gone in to the town and made all of the kids sit down for an hour while we preached to them but it wouldn't have been effective.  Instead, we came to them and participated in their favorite past time.  We showed them that we were here for them.  That it wasn't about the rich, white, Americans.  It was about them.  About how much God loves them and how much we love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus took the same approach.  Instead of just sitting up in heaven and snapping his fingers to save us, which he has all the power and authority to do, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;became &lt;/span&gt;like us.  He came to us and related with us to show us how much he loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul did the same thing when he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;became &lt;/span&gt;a minister to the Gentiles.  A people who he once hated and looked down upon.  He became like them.  He lived with them.  I'm sure he even broke his Kosher diet and ate some pork so that he could relate to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you encounter someone that you have a hard time relating to, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt; something to them.  Find a way to build a bridge to that person.  Get out of your comfort zone and try something new.  Who knows you might actually enjoy whatever it is.  I still suck at soccer and I was schooled by kids almost half my age but because of my time in South Africa, I have a new found appreciation and interest in soccer.   My eyes have been glued to the t.v. the last couple of weeks whenever there has been a Confederation Cup soccer game on.  Plus the fact that the games are being played in South Africa adds a little extra interest for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SkmOfzgTTTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wzFUFsrNi-4/s1600-h/IMG_1570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SkmOfzgTTTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wzFUFsrNi-4/s320/IMG_1570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352966309159324978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Soccer Boys sporting their new soccer jerseys that they made.&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/2516876055582032419-7927182948627255746?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7927182948627255746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7927182948627255746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7927182948627255746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7927182948627255746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-things-to-all-people.html' title='All things to all people'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SkmOfzgTTTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wzFUFsrNi-4/s72-c/IMG_1570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8418048660339522470</id><published>2009-06-22T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:34:20.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Thandi's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SjcOkxpP3HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FLpFzZPQBug/s1600-h/IMG_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SjcOkxpP3HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FLpFzZPQBug/s320/IMG_1469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347759107490176114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; was a big part of our trip.  We saw this beautiful baby grow up right in front of our eyes.  At such a young age she already has such an amazing life story.  The cool thing though is that there are many more pages in her life story to be written.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; is in the process of being adopted by Helen, one of the missionaries we worked with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Klipheuwel&lt;/span&gt; which is the town that we worked in.  One night, Estelle (one of the other missionaries) got a call about a baby that was found abandoned in the town.  Since she was out of town she called the police to go out to the town to investigate.  They began to search for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thandi's&lt;/span&gt; parents and in the mean time the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; was sent to an orphanage.  Being at the orphanage did not work out too well for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt;.  She is an extremely quiet and passive baby.  Since she didn't cry very much, she didn't get much attention.  Helen and Estelle stayed involved with her and visited her often.  They saw that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Thandi's&lt;/span&gt; social skills were slipping since she was not getting attention.  Helen felt responsible for her so she decided to  bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; home.  The search continued for the parents but while the wait was going on Helen began to imagine the possibility of adopting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt;.  At this point, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Thandi's&lt;/span&gt; name was still unknown.  Helen began to throw around some ideas, one of which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time the mother of the child was found.  Helen and Estelle were able to find out that the baby's name was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nolunthando&lt;/span&gt; which means girl of love. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; is the short version of the name.  Helen couldn't believe that a name that she was throwing around to call this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; baby was actually her real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Thandi's&lt;/span&gt; mother was found, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Thandi's&lt;/span&gt; story became less of a mystery.  Her mother was found in the hospital, dying from Tuberculosis.  She was pencil thin.  Accompanied by a social worker, Helen and Estelle took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; to see her mother.  They placed her on her mother's lap and tears began to fall from her frail mother's eyes.  The big muscular social worker had to excuse himself from the room, it was just too much for him.  Because of her mother's illness, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; was left in the care of her father who kept her for a few weeks and then ditched her on the side of the road.  Niether he or his family wanted anything to do with her.  Partly because they thought she might be sick too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God's glory, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; is a healthy and beautiful baby.  Helen is currently going through the adoption process.  The only thing that could potentially rain on this parade is family members, who have shown no interest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; so far, coming forward to claim her just so they can get a check from the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen joked and said that her only goal for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; was to make her smile and then she could take her back to the orphanage.  But it didn't work out like that and now Helen is a mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Thandi&lt;/span&gt; is a loved daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8418048660339522470?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8418048660339522470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8418048660339522470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8418048660339522470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8418048660339522470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/06/thandis-story.html' title='Thandi&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SjcOkxpP3HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FLpFzZPQBug/s72-c/IMG_1469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8110547505773356839</id><published>2009-06-15T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:33:12.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Guess who's back....</title><content type='html'>Well I'm back in the States and in the grind of things. Sorry for the month long blogging break. Obviously, there was not much time for me to keep up with my blogging while in South Africa and then I have just been lazy for the last eleven days. But I wanted to thank all of you for the much love, support, prayers, and &lt;a href="http://themichaelwilsonvideo.blogspot.com/2009/05/stephen-on-mission-field.html"&gt;videos &lt;/a&gt;that have been sent my way.  It has all been greatly needed and appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next few blogs will focus on my time in South Africa. I just want to encourage you to remember that these are not just stories but reality. I had heard the stories and seen the pictures but some things did not become real to me until I saw them for myself, to me some of the stuff was just stories and pictures nothing more.  So my prayer for you is not that you would read this and say "that's nice" or "sounds like Stephen had a great time" but my prayer is that you would be moved to action.  That you would be decide to make a difference.  That you would realize that there is a world full of people who need people like you and me to forsake the comfort of our air conditioned houses, soft beds, and full refrigerators and go.  They need us to go and share the love of Christ with them.  The love that changes.  The love that renews.  The love that brings hope.  The love that brings light into the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for the love and support and I hope you enjoy reading about my experiences in South Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8110547505773356839?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8110547505773356839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8110547505773356839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8110547505773356839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8110547505773356839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back....'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5040045505084345302</id><published>2009-05-10T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:37:44.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy Mom Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day to all you Mom's out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something nice for you mom today.  She deserves it.  Mom's are awesome, especially mine.  Over the lats 10 years I have discovered that my mom is one of the strongest people in the world.  Chuck Norris and Tim Tebow have nothing on her.  But I'm not talking about physical strength.  I'm talking about that kind of strength that comes from within.  Ever since my dad died 10 years ago, it has just been my mom raising my brother and me.  My mom has a really gentle and quiet spirit about her which could be taken as weakness but over the last 1o years I can honestly say there is nothing weak about her.  She has done an amazing job raising us and she has loved us with a love that can only be  God given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgcehUWXecI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SQr4yIiSY7o/s1600-h/P1040910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgcehUWXecI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SQr4yIiSY7o/s320/P1040910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334265841390680514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go hug your mom and tell her you love her and thank God for her every day.  Not just Mother's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5040045505084345302?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5040045505084345302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5040045505084345302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5040045505084345302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5040045505084345302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mom-day.html' title='Happy Mom Day'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgcehUWXecI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SQr4yIiSY7o/s72-c/P1040910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1442530254703127949</id><published>2009-05-09T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:40:06.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>conGRADulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgY8__LHf0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/u84Mrrp-qUE/s1600-h/IMG_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgY8__LHf0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/u84Mrrp-qUE/s320/IMG_1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334017878654418754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations Erin.  I'm so proud of you.  You are the greatest middle school teacher I know.  Wait, I really only know two so that's not saying much.  But if I did know more, I know you would still be the best.  You have done such an amazing job over the last 4 years and the future is looking even better for you.  You are going to impact so many kids' lives.   I'm glad you understand the meaning of grace because that's the only reason you agreed to date me and I'm glad I have been able to be part of the the journey for the last 3 years.  Good job E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgY-lPDNZVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XDoqqSEbKi0/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgY-lPDNZVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XDoqqSEbKi0/s320/IMG_1129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334019618083005778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.-  Just to prove that I am not just saying Erin is a great teacher just because she is my girlfriend, here is the video that was played during graduation that featured a top student from each College of Education department.  I'm probably embarrassing her but she deserves the credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-31f2fbb501ffaeff" 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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31f2fbb501ffaeff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330161330%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31C2ABD1B2BF8548E6A12C5E6FA56CA0982E3060.700F8DB2F7071CA963A7FE1AF5C7BB3440A59D3C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31f2fbb501ffaeff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZkjrm-4J9Q2NapV83qIYYgcqjYU&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://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31f2fbb501ffaeff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330161330%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31C2ABD1B2BF8548E6A12C5E6FA56CA0982E3060.700F8DB2F7071CA963A7FE1AF5C7BB3440A59D3C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31f2fbb501ffaeff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZkjrm-4J9Q2NapV83qIYYgcqjYU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.P.S.- I'm dating a college graduate.  Erin, you really are a cougar.&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/2516876055582032419-1442530254703127949?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=31f2fbb501ffaeff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1442530254703127949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1442530254703127949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1442530254703127949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1442530254703127949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/05/congradulations.html' title='conGRADulations'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgY8__LHf0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/u84Mrrp-qUE/s72-c/IMG_1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4364320701935292112</id><published>2009-05-06T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:58:06.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='App State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>DONE....South Africa Here I come</title><content type='html'>My first year at Appalachian State is completely over and now its time for me to find a new school to transfer to.  Not really but I'd love to see where you think I should go next.  Leave a comment with you school suggestion.   Anyways, summer vacation is officially here.  Sorry I haven't posted anything in a while but you can't expect me to do much of anything during exams.  As sorry as I am about not posting anything lately, you will have to get used to it because on Monday I will be boarding a plane to South Africa and will be gone for 3 weeks.  I'll try to get a post or two in before then.  Actually I guarantee that I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgJ3AW14RJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/npmOZQXaE9M/s1600-h/south-african-flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgJ3AW14RJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/npmOZQXaE9M/s200/south-african-flag.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332955756775359634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But while I'm on the subject, I might as well share a little bit about South Africa.  I am going with a group from CCF to Capetown.  We will be working with two full time missionaries in a slum area.  Most of our work will be with the children of the area, with a special concentration on the teenagers.  We will have the opportunity to hang out with these kids, play some games, do some crafts, show some love, and we will get to tell them about Jesus and His love for them.  We will also spend some time with the elderly of the community and we will be visiting an orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area that we will be in is desperately in need of love and hope.  These people are surround by despair.  In these communities, poverty, alcoholism, sexual abuse, and violence are the norm.  There is also a serious AIDS problem in South Africa.  Erin went a year and a half ago and her stories about a couple of the kids are heart breaking.  There was a three or four year old girl who had already been raped TWICE in her lifetime.  You can understand why she wouldn't go near the two guys that were on the team when Erin went.  There is also a teenage boy who is pretty much taking care of his younger siblings on his own and he witnessed his aunt being burnt to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are going into a depressing situation, I am excited.  I am excited because I believe there is always hope.  I am excited because I get to show love to some kids who really, really need it.  I am excited to see what God is doing there  because the last time CCF was there, the two full time missionaries were just starting to see fruit from their ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the next three weeks the team and I could really use your prayers.  Even though I am excited to go, I know I'll be excited to get back home after three weeks.  Stay tuned for reflections on the trip and there will definitely be pictures making there way to the blog.  Thanks for the support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4364320701935292112?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4364320701935292112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4364320701935292112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4364320701935292112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4364320701935292112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/05/donesouth-africa-here-i-come.html' title='DONE....South Africa Here I come'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SgJ3AW14RJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/npmOZQXaE9M/s72-c/south-african-flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-6048860820870721124</id><published>2009-04-22T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:46:51.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>*Analogies are not perfect.  They break down at some point.  So just follow me for a minute and don't be too critical.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/Sd1_lsaxvPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LQ2pZvEMtag/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/Sd1_lsaxvPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LQ2pZvEMtag/s200/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322550620177153266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a dog person or a cat person?  No, I'm not talking about pet preference.  Which animal are you most like?  I believe all of us should be dogs, well at least when it comes to our relationship with God.  Sorry cat people.  I'm not saying this simply because I'm a dog person.  I am saying this because most dogs have the right relationship with their master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs always want to play.  They always want to be around their owner.  For example, Erin's dog Coconut always wants to be with the family.  Whenever they leave the room he whines.  He would follow them but he is afraid of the hardwood floors so he never leaves the couch.  Anyways, he is always looking for something to do with his owners.  He always wants to be around them, no matter what.  Whether it is cuddling on the couch, being rubbed while everyone is watching television, going for a ride in the car, or just rough housing with Doug and I when we come over.  He loves being with his so called "masters."  Also, dogs are more like to come when called.  I've never seen a cat respond to "here boy" or "here girl."  They are obedient.  When it comes to our relationships with Jesus, dogs give us a good example to follow.  We should desire to be around our Master.  He desires to be with us.  We should also have obedience like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats are the opposite.  They only come to the owner when they feel like it. Mainly, when they need something.  I have never seen a cat that constantly desires to be around its master.  The cat controls things, the cat is in charge. This is the wrong relationship to have with Christ.  We should always desire to be around Him.  Every day.  Not just Sundays, Easter, and Christmas.  When we have a cat mentality we control when God comes in and out of our lives but we forget that he is every where.  We can't escape our Master and go lay on top of the couch or go mouse hunting.  Our Master is always there.  He wants to spend time with us and wants us to desire spending time with Him.  Sadly, too many churches are filled with cats.  They show up on Sunday morning for some petting and then leave and do their own thing the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the concept of being like a dog is somewhat crazy.  We are prideful and don't want to refer to anyone as our Master or Owner.  But God is the greatest Master and Owner any "dog" could have.  He's not like Michael Vick or Clark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Griswald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (National Lampoon's Vacation).  He loves us and takes care of us.  He is the kind of Master that you can't help but love and run to whenever you get the chance.  The beauty of it is that we always have the chance.  God, unlike most dog owners, doesn't leave for a 9 to 5 job everyday while we are stuck in a crate.  He is always with us.  Ready to love on us and receive our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what the church and what the world would look like if we all became like dogs to our gracious Master and Savior Jesus.  I can almost see Satan screaming "Who let the dogs out?" (Cue one of the worst songs ever created.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-6048860820870721124?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/6048860820870721124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=6048860820870721124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6048860820870721124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6048860820870721124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/cats-and-dogs.html' title='Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/Sd1_lsaxvPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/LQ2pZvEMtag/s72-c/Picture+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2834043123718034150</id><published>2009-04-17T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:15:28.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I feel your pain Tyler</title><content type='html'>So I was on my way to class this morning when I realized that I was missing one of my contacts.  Since mine are the kind that you wear for three months at a time, I wasn't going to let it sit on the floor and dry out for a couple of hours while I was in class.  I began the frantic search only to come up empty handed.  I have no clue where it went.  The only scenario I can come up with is that it fell out while I was still standing over the sink and then I washed it down the drain when I washed my hands.  Good job Stephen.  To make things worse, my other set of contacts is in Durham and I had no intentions of leaving Boone this weekend.  Now, I have to go meet my mom halfway between Boone and Durham tonight.  Maybe God is punishing me for all those times I made fun of Tyler Hansbrough for losing millions of contacts during the course of a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SeiOyiodNtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ssglyldZ4rQ/s1600-h/tylercontact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SeiOyiodNtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ssglyldZ4rQ/s200/tylercontact.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663558306707154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned from my stupidity:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't put contacts in while you are half asleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep your other sets of contacts with you.  Don't leave them two and half hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2834043123718034150?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2834043123718034150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2834043123718034150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2834043123718034150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2834043123718034150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-your-pain-tyler.html' title='I feel your pain Tyler'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SeiOyiodNtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ssglyldZ4rQ/s72-c/tylercontact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5028896820195423811</id><published>2009-04-16T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:08:53.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Ignorance Award</title><content type='html'>There should be an award given out to people who display great amounts of ignorance.  If such an award existed it would go to the bright students at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UNC&lt;/span&gt;-Chapel Hill who protested a speech given by former republican presidential candidate and former Colorado congressman, Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tancredo&lt;/span&gt;.  If you are asking who Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tancredo&lt;/span&gt; is, that's one of my points.  He isn't that big of a deal so don't throw such a fit when he comes to your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tancredo&lt;/span&gt; has been criticized for his anti-immigration views.  From what I know about his views, I do not agree with him.  However, whether you agree with someone or not, they deserve the chance to express their ideas.  That didn't happen.  Apparently freedom of speech doesn't apply to everyone.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tancredo&lt;/span&gt; was invited by a student &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;organization&lt;/span&gt; to talk about his opposition to granting in-state college tuition to illegal immigrants.  While he was speaking, two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;protesters&lt;/span&gt; jumped up and unraveled a large banner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tancredo&lt;/span&gt;.  Later, a rock was thrown through the window and many other protesters got involved.  The event was shut down and police had to use pepper spray and threaten the use of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tasers&lt;/span&gt; to get things under control.  An investigation is currently underway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;protesters&lt;/span&gt; would consider themselves tolerant people.  However, with their immature display on Tuesday, they showed they are quite intolerant.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; their protest and rude actions did nothing to change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tancredo's&lt;/span&gt; mind about immigration.  Instead, they showed that they are ignorant and intolerant people who are only open to ideas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;from people&lt;/span&gt; who agree with them.  That is not tolerance or open mindedness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations kids, you have just won the first ever Ignorance Award.  Do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;UNC&lt;/span&gt; a favor and don't hang it next to your diploma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5028896820195423811?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5028896820195423811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5028896820195423811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5028896820195423811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5028896820195423811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/ignorance-award.html' title='Ignorance Award'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7399786344371484659</id><published>2009-04-15T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:23:14.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Elevation Church Video</title><content type='html'>Amazing video made by Elevation Church in Charlotte, NC.  This was used as their opening for their Easter services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4152629&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4152629&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4152629"&gt;Elevation Church Easter Opener&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/elevationchurch"&gt;Elevation Church&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7399786344371484659?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7399786344371484659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7399786344371484659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7399786344371484659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7399786344371484659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/elevation-church-video.html' title='Elevation Church Video'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1054578873202239993</id><published>2009-04-08T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:21:21.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Better is One Day?</title><content type='html'>The other week at &lt;a href="http://www.asuccf.blogspot.com"&gt;CCF&lt;/a&gt;, we were singing that song "Better is One Day."  It goes on to say, "better is one day in Your courts than thousands else where."  That phrase stuck out to me.  Sometimes, I don't think about the words that I sing...I just sing.  Bad habit.  But I started thinking about those words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, in the presence of God is better than a thousands days else where.  I asked myself, "Is this true with anything else?"  I came up with some good scenarios: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one day at Busch Gardens better than thousands at Kings Dominion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one meal at Chick-Fil-A better than  thousands at Burger King?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one day at the beach better than thousands in the mountains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one day on vacation better than thousands spent at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one day with my dad better than thousands with my mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, that one day of what ever may be amazing, there are going to be more amazing times in those thousands of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the presence of God.  That is the only place where one day will be greater than thousands.  That's how great God is and although the song is true, it does not come close to capturing all of His greatness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1054578873202239993?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1054578873202239993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1054578873202239993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1054578873202239993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1054578873202239993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-is-one-day.html' title='Better is One Day?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4861735189659248492</id><published>2009-04-01T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:34:06.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>He must have eaten Mexican</title><content type='html'>A statue of Vladimir Lenin was bombed today in St. Petersburg.  Bombings are serious matter but when no one gets hurt and when the results look like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SdOWGNbV-LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Msd3RXH7O0o/s1600-h/lenin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SdOWGNbV-LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Msd3RXH7O0o/s320/lenin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319760618282416306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you can't help but laugh.  Looks like a bad case of diarrhea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4861735189659248492?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4861735189659248492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4861735189659248492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4861735189659248492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4861735189659248492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-must-have-ate-mexican.html' title='He must have eaten Mexican'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SdOWGNbV-LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Msd3RXH7O0o/s72-c/lenin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5685202349363514153</id><published>2009-03-30T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:39:25.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Funny Commercial</title><content type='html'>Take this Michael Wilson.  Here's a challenge to your commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AMryAkyNQc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AMryAkyNQc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5685202349363514153?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5685202349363514153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5685202349363514153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5685202349363514153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5685202349363514153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/03/funny-commercial.html' title='Funny Commercial'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8079810672487436199</id><published>2009-03-24T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:09:08.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The most wonderful time of the year except for Christmas.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, you know that one of my biggest interests is sports.  Especially college basketball.  This being said, I love the NCAA Tournament.  No more boring half time shows.  When one game goes to half time they start showing another game.  To make things even better, when one game ends another begins.  Its like opening one present on Christmas morning and then finding another one to open.  Amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of amazing, did anyone see Jon Scheyer's ridiculous behind the back save against Texas.  That white boy can ball.  Here you go in case you missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFGd7NcZyBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFGd7NcZyBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.-  I hate to say it but Ty Lawson's performance the other day against LSU was nasty.  Any one who sucks that bad in the first half, comes out after half time takes one warm up shot, makes it, then goes and sits down, and then proceeds to dominate gets a pat on the back from me.  Even if they wear that ugly blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8079810672487436199?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8079810672487436199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8079810672487436199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8079810672487436199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8079810672487436199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-wonderful-time-of-year-except-for.html' title='The most wonderful time of the year except for Christmas.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1321691286486658643</id><published>2009-03-17T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:12:54.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Contain Crack'/><title type='text'>Things That Contain Crack, part 3</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the blogging drought.  I've been extremely busy with school and then last week I had spring break so I did a whole lot of nothing.  I have come up with more addictive foods that I am pretty sure have traces of crack in them and that is why you have to eat a lot of whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know I already said Cheerwine but I am going to add anything that contains Cheerwine.  Especially Cheerwine Sherbet.  I downed two things of it over break.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunflower seeds.  Try eating just one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate pudding.  The kind you mix yourself not the snack pack kind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What ever Tyler Hansbrough is drinking.  It makes him bug out.  &lt;a href="http://themichaelwilsonvideo.blogspot.com/2009/03/juice.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to see what I mean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chick-Fil-A Ice Cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all I have for now.  Fill free to add suggestions except yours Jeremiah.  That is not the kind of crack I am talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1321691286486658643?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1321691286486658643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1321691286486658643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1321691286486658643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1321691286486658643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-contain-crack-part-3.html' title='Things That Contain Crack, part 3'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8232693477206054264</id><published>2009-03-05T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:22:05.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I need your help!</title><content type='html'>For those who don't know, I am going to South Africa at the beginning of the Summer with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CCF&lt;/span&gt;.  We will be spending three weeks working with two full time missionaries in an extremely poor area of Capetown.  The total cost of the trip is right around $3000.  I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;$1750 by March 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and unfortunately I am a little under $1000 at the moment.  So, next week is my spring break and I am planning on putting on a yard sale Saturday, March 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  This is where you come in.  I don't have a ton of stuff to sale so if you have anything, I mean anything, that you would be willing to donate for me to sale, it would be greatly appreciated.  Even if you don't have anything to sale, maybe some of you could bake something tasty so it will be one half yard sale and one half bake sale.  Anything you can do would be amazing.  So let me know what you think and if you can help.  Thanks a million!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8232693477206054264?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8232693477206054264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8232693477206054264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8232693477206054264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8232693477206054264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-your-help.html' title='I need your help!'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7676384418821590919</id><published>2009-03-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:42:10.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>spring break you are so close.......</title><content type='html'>I have one paper (5 pages) and one test separating me from Spring Break.  I am seriously in need of some time in Durham.  The weather is going to be warm but they are calling for rain but maybe I can get a couple of sunny days in there.  I can't wait to wear my rainbows.  I've missed them greatly.  Also, I might be having a yard sale to raise money for South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to get to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7676384418821590919?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7676384418821590919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7676384418821590919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7676384418821590919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7676384418821590919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-you-are-so-close.html' title='spring break you are so close.......'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7942913834490342313</id><published>2009-02-25T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:38:02.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>490 Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The other night Ed (one of our ministers with CCF) spoke about forgiveness.  We have a CCF blog which you can read by clicking on the link under "Blogs I Read."  I was asked to write the post for this week and I thought I would share my thoughts on here too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Peter. He reminds me of myself in so many ways. It seems that his intentions are good but he always ends up doing the opposite of what Jesus wants him to do. For instance, in the Garden of Gethsemane when the mob came to arrest Jesus, Peter took out a sword and cut off a guy's ear. His intentions were good, he wanted to protect his Lord but he was interfering in what was supposed to happen. There are numerous times when Peter just doesn't get it. Just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew 18, Peter comes to Jesus with a question. "Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me and I forgive him? Up to seven times?" Knowing Peter's history you can see that he is probably asking this question not to learn about forgiveness but to find out when he can cut someone out of his life. However, Jesus gave him the answer that I doubt Peter was looking for. He told Peter, "I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven." We might look at this and say, "OK I can forgive someone 490 times but after that I'm done with that person." I get this picture of someone walking around with a tally sheet, marking off each time they have to forgive someone. I'm sure Peter would have loved to get that answer but Peter understood what Jesus was saying. Jesus was using an exaggeration. Seventy times seven was basically like saying to infinity and beyond. We should always forgive. There is no limit on forgiveness like Peter and the Rabbis of the time were trying to rationalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;willing to forgive us when we are sorry.  He forgives because He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;. There is no greater picture of this than the parable of The Prodigal Son. This spoiled brat was so greedy that he basically told his father that he wished he was dead. That way he could have all the money that was going to be left to him so he could do whatever he wanted. I can't imagine telling my mom that I wish she was dead just to get more money. That's what this son did. He went off, wasted the money and was to the point that he wanted to eat what the pigs ate. A Jewish boy wanting to eat with unclean pigs was just an absurd picture. He came to his senses and went home. While he was a long way off his father RAN to him. Not walked, power walked, or jogged. He ran to him like Armanti Edwards to the end zone. God runs to us when we want forgiveness. He knows our hearts and before we can even mutter the words "I'm sorry," He has His arms wrapped around us like the father in the parable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has forgiven us of so much, I know I am guilty of over 490 things against God but His forgiveness is still there. His mercies are new everyday. We should do the same. I know its not easy. When it comes to following Christ nothing is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7942913834490342313?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7942913834490342313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7942913834490342313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7942913834490342313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7942913834490342313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/490-times.html' title='490 Times'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2079193555492208329</id><published>2009-02-19T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:37:19.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Disappointed with The Office and Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>I was excited tonight because I thought the season finale of The Office, which I'm assuming is going to be amazing, was coming on but instead it was a repeat.  I cried a little.  Oh well, at least I get to enjoy this season a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I could really use some prayer.  Over the next two weekends I am helping lead small groups at two Disciple Now events.  I love doing these weekends but I usually don't sleep much during the weekend and during the week I have to balance school and preparing Bible studies.  Again, I love doing D-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nows&lt;/span&gt; and everything involved with them but I could use some prayer.  Also, I have been a bit concerned with the funds for my South Africa trip coming up this summer.  The money isn't coming in as fast as I would like but I know God will provide.  I just like being in control and this is something that I do not have much control over.  So if you could pray that I would just stop worrying and completely trust God to provide, I would really appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2079193555492208329?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2079193555492208329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2079193555492208329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2079193555492208329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2079193555492208329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/disappointed-with-office-and-prayer.html' title='Disappointed with The Office and Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-6304998129780006695</id><published>2009-02-18T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:18:16.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Coached by Criticism</title><content type='html'>I recently saw an interview with a pastor who was being asked about criticism.  He turned to a quote from Billy Graham which went something like this, "Turn your critics into coaches." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coaches are people we listen to.  Most of the time we respect them and  their opinions.  So how does that compare to critics?  Aren't critics the opposite of what a coach should be?  Well that just shows you how prideful we are, myself included.  We get so offended every time someone says something negative to us that we don't take the time to consider if that critique is true.  Lets look at it from the coach side of things, if a coach sees a player doing something wrong that could hurt the team, the coach is going to correct that.  He isn't just going to say, "Good job Billy, keep it up."  He's going to correct what ever we are doing wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever we face criticism, turn it into a coaching opportunity.  Yes, I know there are people that are too critical out there and are always going to say negative things even if they are false.  But we should take what these people say and search them for truth so that we can learn from our mistakes and move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-6304998129780006695?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/6304998129780006695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=6304998129780006695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6304998129780006695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6304998129780006695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/coached-by-criticism.html' title='Coached by Criticism'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5698671812011393721</id><published>2009-02-12T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:55:40.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>So this week in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Appalnet&lt;/span&gt; account there were three advertisements regarding sex.  One was Condom Bingo.  I guess instead of the little see through plastic things, they use condoms to mark their boards.  The prize for winning?  More condoms and sex stuff.  There was also another sex event but I forgot the name.  But just to show you that I'm not making this stuff up here is the last headline I saw:  &lt;span id="content"&gt;&lt;span class="uportal-text-small"&gt;Sex Talk And Blow Pops - 02/12.  Here is the description of the event:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="content"&gt;"Come find out all your sexual health questions! FREE PIZZA AND BLOW POPS! Submit anonymous questions by boxes in health services &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SRC&lt;/span&gt; or find us on face book."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious?  I wonder why people have so many sexual health questions?  Maybe its because we are handing out condoms like tic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tacs&lt;/span&gt; and people are being bribed in with pizza and blow pops.  I know this is a wild idea but maybe if people kept it in their pants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;STDs&lt;/span&gt; would not be so rampant.  I guess it's rocket science when it comes to figuring out how not to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;STDs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people give Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Driscoll&lt;/span&gt; a hard time because he talks about sex a lot.  The Baptist Press stupidly and legalistically ripped him this week with an article saying that he is too vulgar.  But with events like this on college campuses, I say keep talking about it!  For so long the church has been silent about sex.  The only words that are ever said about sex are: "Save it for marriage."  That's it.  If you can't talk about sex and learn about it the right way at church then we are going to learn about it from society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I agree with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Driscoll&lt;/span&gt;, in saying that sex is another type of religion.  I do believe, however, that it is a type of worship to the god of self.  Sex is held in such high esteem to the world, like some denominations hold the gift of tongues.  I've heard some people say that they don't feel like a true Christian because they have yet to speak in tongues.  Which is not true.  But in the worship of self, sex is like tongues.  The world says you have not truly worshipped yourself and brought the most pleasure to yourself unless you have sex.  That is the "gospel" the world is preaching at us and they are using condoms as "gospel tracts." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my request to the Church is this:  "Let's talk about sex, baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5698671812011393721?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5698671812011393721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5698671812011393721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5698671812011393721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5698671812011393721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/sex.html' title='Sex'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4755871292878594303</id><published>2009-02-10T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:30:11.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Does God Love Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;This post is taken from &lt;a href="http://www.claytonking.com"&gt;Clayton King's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.  The direct link to this post on his blog was not working so I copied and pasted it here.  Read it.  I think it hits on something that every one has dealt with and should deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why Does God Love Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This simple question posed to me by my oldest son recently has left an impression on me.  Even at the young age of 5 or 6, his brain and heart are wrestling with the same hard questions that grown-ups like you and I wrestle with.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Inspired by that question, I did some soul searching and some scripture searching.  And I preached a message on my conclusion at Prestonwood this weekend in Dallas.  Here is what I told them, and here is what I want tell you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;GOD DOES NOT LOVE ME BECAUSE I AM GOOD.  HE LOVES ME BECAUSE HE IS GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone I have ever met who struggles with the love of God, particularly that God could ever love them, struggles with it precisely because they can’t understand how God could ever love them with all of their sins and wickedness, mistakes and regrets.  And it is this thinking that cripples so many of us into depression and hopelessness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If God’s love for any of us is based on how good we are, then we are eternally and forever doomed.  And we do indeed feel this ominous sense of doom in our souls because each and every one of us knows, deep in our hearts, that we can never be good enough.  It is no small wonder our nation, and the church, is filled with people who have no joy, no peace, and no hope.  If we base these on our ability to be good, then we might as well quit trying.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God loves us because HE IS GOD.  It is His nature to love, to care for, to show compassion toward, and to shower grace on His creation.  He loves us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;out of His own goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not because of our&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.  And boy, am I glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The book of First John is the classic Christian text on the love of God.  Over and over again, John tells us what love is, how we know when it happens, and how to recognize love.  We love Him because He first loved us.  He initiated the whole thing and all we can do is respond in worship and faith, saying, “THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU JESUS.  I LOVE YOU!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It is the love of God that makes me good.  So the paradox is fantastic.  If I try to make God love me by being good, then I frustrate myself and I never succeed, then I ultimately nosedive into self-pity or harsh legalism.  But if I receive His love in Christ as an act of His character and goodness toward me, then and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; will I become good, because His love will transform me into a new man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Quit trying to be good and be loved by God.  Just say thanks, and worship Him for loving you.  Then you will notice that goodness comes naturally, from the inside out, from a heart touched by The Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4755871292878594303?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4755871292878594303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4755871292878594303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4755871292878594303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4755871292878594303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-does-god-love-me.html' title='Why Does God Love Me?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1255487212518515063</id><published>2009-02-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:59:14.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Michael Phelps Diet or should I say a bad case of the munchies</title><content type='html'>Remember the news reports about Michael Phelps' 12,000 calorie diet?  It's ridiculous.  Homeboy can put down some food.  I had no clue how he did it.  Until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SYdsOwN-gUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fV5K8uWm9WY/s1600-h/phelps_516_0102_25518a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SYdsOwN-gUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fV5K8uWm9WY/s320/phelps_516_0102_25518a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298322487342170434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1255487212518515063?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1255487212518515063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1255487212518515063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1255487212518515063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1255487212518515063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/michael-phelps-diet-or-should-i-say-bad.html' title='The Michael Phelps Diet or should I say a bad case of the munchies'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SYdsOwN-gUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fV5K8uWm9WY/s72-c/phelps_516_0102_25518a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2631176996280830593</id><published>2009-02-02T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:34:58.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injustice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Rejected Super Bowl Ad</title><content type='html'>I know I've been on an abortion trip lately but there has just been a lot going on lately concerning the issue.  I found the following video on &lt;a href="http://jdgreear.typepad.com/"&gt;J.D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Greear's&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; and thought it was worth sharing.  This was a Super Bowl ad that was originally approved but was later rejected in fear of making some people mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2CaBR3z85c&amp;amp;hl=en&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/V2CaBR3z85c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2631176996280830593?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2631176996280830593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2631176996280830593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2631176996280830593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2631176996280830593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/02/rejected-super-bowl-ad.html' title='Rejected Super Bowl Ad'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2087003361772113468</id><published>2009-01-29T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:44:56.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Piper's Prayer for President Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdnQAB3cJec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdnQAB3cJec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2087003361772113468?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2087003361772113468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2087003361772113468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2087003361772113468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2087003361772113468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/01/john-pipers-prayer-for-president-obama.html' title='John Piper&apos;s Prayer for President Obama'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1860317788949960243</id><published>2009-01-22T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:51:44.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injustice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXlsdkIVzoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5udMXAVK6Yk/s1600-h/1357452768_a128ed1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXlsdkIVzoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5udMXAVK6Yk/s320/1357452768_a128ed1948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294382092121394818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, January 22, 2009, marked the 36&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary of Roe vs. Wade which legalized abortion in all 50 states.  This day is one of the darkest days in American history.  Abortion is one of the most evil and most disgusting things this world has ever seen.  Our new President has made it clear that he is pro-choice.  He is planning on overturning one of former President Bush's abortion policies which will allow our tax money to support groups that promote abortion in other countries like Mexico.  President Obama has also said that he intends to sign the Freedom of Choice Act which will pretty much eliminate all restrictions on abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand.  This country was founded on the principles of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.  But ALL three of these fundamental rights are denied to the unborn.  Where is the liberty and justice for all that we were told this country stood for?  This is injustice and we can not sit back and watch this happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in praying for President Obama.  Pray that his stance on this dark issue would be changed.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We must not be silent.&lt;/span&gt;  We must be the voice for the millions of children who are killed in the name of choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of Pro-Life websites that will give you more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fightfoca.org"&gt;www.fightfoca.org&lt;/a&gt; (please sign this petition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neversilencelife.com"&gt;www.neversilencelife.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abort73.com"&gt;www.abort73.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1860317788949960243?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1860317788949960243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1860317788949960243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1860317788949960243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1860317788949960243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-liberty-and-pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXlsdkIVzoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5udMXAVK6Yk/s72-c/1357452768_a128ed1948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8507113377696301560</id><published>2009-01-22T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:56:00.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>What if......</title><content type='html'>Last night I took part in a long, challenging, and thought provoking conversation  about our new President, Barack Obama.  Some one asked me about my Facebook status which said "Romans 13:1.  Whether you like him or not he is our President.  Respect him and pray for him."  In case you were wondering Romans 13:1 says, "Let every person be subject to the governing authorities.  For there is no authority except from God, and those that exist have been instituted by God."  Which means that President Obama was appointed by God to be our President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation started out with this question, "What if he (President Obama) is the anti-Christ?"  All during the election I have heard these accusations and brushed them aside.  No one knows for sure who the anti-Christ is so it does no good to go around throwing around these accusations.  But lets be honest and open minded about this, he could be.  The anti-Christ could be any one of several individuals living today.  But, again no one knows for sure.  The main point my friend was getting to was, should we still respect and pray for him IF he was the anti-Christ.  Then the answer would be no.  That individual would be some one we should resist, if we are around for his reign depending on if you hold to pre or post Tribulation theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More hypothetical questions began to arise.  Mainly about the control of government and a Christian's response to this.  These are good and challenging things to think about but things we should not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt; about.  God is in control.  The truth is we should follow the laws of the land until they conflict with God's laws.  These laws would be unjust and we are to oppose all injustice.  Martin Luther King Jr. said that the way you know a law is unjust is if it contradicts a higher law, i.e. God's laws.  Christians must remember that our allegiance is not with America, not with republicans or democrats, but with King Jesus.  We are citizens of heaven not this world. (Philippians 3:20)  We are to respect and submit to our government while understanding that we are to submit to God above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest hypothetical question of the night was this, "what if the government tries to destroy faith in God and the government tries to become god (lower case "g" on purpose).  The truth is this attempt has been made before.  We have seen kings and leaders demanding the worship of their people and killed all those that opposed them.  So this predicament is not as far fetched as it sounds.  However, we choose who and what we worship.  The government can try to become god, can try to destroy faith in God but it will only happen if individuals submit to this evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bad as these hypothetical situations sound, I say this...so what.  The government can take what ever they want.  My money.  My possessions.  Whatever.  I came into this life with nothing and will leave with nothing.  But they will never take my faith.  My soul.  And most certainly they will never destroy my GOD.  They tried to tell Peter what to do when it came to Jesus, he said no and was crucified upside down.  Stephen was told to stop preaching Christ.  He said no and was stoned.  Through out history we see countless numbers of martyrs have their lives taken by their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt;.  And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF &lt;/span&gt;our government comes to that.  Well then they can go ahead and load up the firing squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;, to die is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8507113377696301560?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8507113377696301560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8507113377696301560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8507113377696301560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8507113377696301560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-if.html' title='What if......'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7520843769450455148</id><published>2009-01-15T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:37:48.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Coolest Thing Ever</title><content type='html'>Forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Furbies&lt;/span&gt;, the game Operation, and the 20 Questions ball.  I have found the coolest thing ever.  Its a sleeping bag you wear.  I want one and if I had one I would wear it all the time.  Even to class.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXAAvt3m3hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cJjBIAuhUSo/s1600-h/48655-Lippi-Selk-Bag-One---GREEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXAAvt3m3hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cJjBIAuhUSo/s320/48655-Lippi-Selk-Bag-One---GREEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291730381927013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXAAvguonlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xx01wGrh9a8/s1600-h/89677-Lippi-Selk-Bag-Two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXAAvguonlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xx01wGrh9a8/s320/89677-Lippi-Selk-Bag-Two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291730378399718994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7520843769450455148?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7520843769450455148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7520843769450455148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7520843769450455148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7520843769450455148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/01/coolest-thing-ever.html' title='Coolest Thing Ever'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SXAAvt3m3hI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cJjBIAuhUSo/s72-c/48655-Lippi-Selk-Bag-One---GREEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5948321312312185584</id><published>2009-01-07T21:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:11:41.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year Kids</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been a while.  I've had several great ideas to write about but I have lacked the motivation to write.  So look for several posts in the near or not so near future.  One of which will include my thoughts on the holiday season which was forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite thing is my "Latest Headlines" tab on my browser which gives me some great news headlines.  There have been two over the last couple of days that have really caught my eye.  One of these you will have to ask me about later because I don't know who reads this.  But it was extremely funny.  Here's a hint: it had to do with a certain part of the male anatomy being set on fire.  The second news story had a headline which read "Chairlift mishap strips US skier."  Before clicking be warned that you will see butt.  Old man butt.  But it is funny.  &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7816336.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7816336.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; all for now folks.  I'll be back soon.  Probably when I am putting off homework next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5948321312312185584?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5948321312312185584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5948321312312185584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5948321312312185584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5948321312312185584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-kids.html' title='Happy New Year Kids'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-96366692180629569</id><published>2008-12-17T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:08:49.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Give me a break.</title><content type='html'>Today, President Elect Obama announced that Pastor Rick Warren would deliver the Invocation at his Inauguration on January 20th, 2009.  This decision has sparked outrage from the gay and lesbian community because of Warren's views on gay rights and marriage and his support of Proposition 8.  The Obama party made it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clear&lt;/span&gt; when the choice of Warren was announced that Warren and Obama disagreed on the issue of homosexuality.  Yet people are pissed.  What's the big deal?  People need to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First of all, President Obama, himself, said that he defined &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; as one man and one woman but I don't hear people complaining about that.  Also, Obama has chosen a pastor who supports homosexuality and gay marriage to deliver the Benediction.  There will even be a gay and lesbian band participating in the events but I don't see conservatives coming on CNN and whining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Is there a double standard being set?  I think so.  Obama has said that he wants to unite the country and in order to do so he needs to include, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;, people he agrees with and people he disagrees with.  But now that he has chosen someone he disagrees with about homosexuality, its a bad choice.  I don't see people throwing such a big hissy fit over the fact that Obama has picked REPUBLICANS for his cabinet.  Come on people.  If we want a united country, we have to accept the fact that we are going to disagree with people.  But does that mean that we shouldn't associate with those people?  NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost certain that the people who are arguing/whining about the selection of Warren would consider themselves open minded and accepting people.  But I think by their opposition to Warren, they are showing that they are open minded and accepting ONLY to the people who agree with them.  That's hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't agree with President Obama on some things but I do agree with him on some.  I personally think this is a great move towards unity, Obama extending his hand to a conservative evangelical pastor.  It is a great thing that he is classy enough to associate and work with people whom he disagrees.  That's called diversity and I thought that's one of the main things the gay and lesbian community wanted.  Warren is not being sworn in that day, so give me a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.-  Don't take this as a complete blast on liberals.  There are things I can blast conservatives for and probably will.  As far as politics go, I'm neither republican or democrat.  So please do not take this rant as a endorsement of one party over the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-96366692180629569?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/96366692180629569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=96366692180629569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/96366692180629569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/96366692180629569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4119883038774941735</id><published>2008-12-15T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:10:18.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Silence = Hate.  Wisdom from an atheist.</title><content type='html'>I was amazed by this video.  When Penn (who is a famous magician and outspoken atheist) began to tell the story I thought he was going to bash this guy he spoke with but I was surprised at what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JHS8adO3hM&amp;amp;hl=en&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/7JHS8adO3hM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit this was a bit of an eye opener for me.  I had to ask myself this hard but important question that I will leave for you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you hate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4119883038774941735?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4119883038774941735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4119883038774941735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4119883038774941735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4119883038774941735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/silence-hate-wisdom-from-atheist.html' title='Silence = Hate.  Wisdom from an atheist.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-6313647083367341909</id><published>2008-12-13T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:46:47.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Hanging on Every Word</title><content type='html'>When it comes to Jesus, Christians believe that He is God.  That He is Lord over all.  That He lived a perfect/sinless life.  With these being key beliefs about Jesus, I have noticed that many Christians, including myself, simply do not listen to everything Jesus said.  We like to take the things we like to hear about love and peace and use them as common cliches.  But when Jesus says something that is a little hard to swallow we start dissecting it and trying to figure out "what Jesus really meant to say."  Or there is the problem of apathy towards the words of Christ.  We hear or read something He said but don't understand it so we just forget about it and don't care instead of trying to understand that the Messiah meant.  We listen to Jesus when we understand Him or like what He says but then tune Him out when the message is hard or we just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have noticed that there is one group of people that ALWAYS listened to Jesus, the Pharisees.  They couldn't stand Jesus.  They believed He was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;demonic&lt;/span&gt;.  They absolutely hated Him.  They hated him because He told people that they were wrong.  He embarrassed them.  He challenged them.  But they still listened to Him.  They hung on every word He said because they hated Him.  They listened carefully, in an attempt to trap Him in His words if He misspoke.  They understood what Jesus meant when He used phrases like "I Am," and when He said that He had the power to forgive sins.  They knew what "I Am" meant.  They knew that only God had the power to forgive sins and when Jesus said that, He was referring to Himself as God.  They listened to Jesus.  They understood what He was saying and they murdered Him because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we call ourselves Christians, people who are trying to be like Christ.  People who follow Christ.  People who LOVE Christ.  Shouldn't we listen and try to understand EVERYTHING He says?  The Pharisees did and they HATED Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-6313647083367341909?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/6313647083367341909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=6313647083367341909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6313647083367341909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/6313647083367341909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/hanging-on-every-word.html' title='Hanging on Every Word'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8441143802876046209</id><published>2008-12-10T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:44:18.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Check two off the reading list</title><content type='html'>Over the last year or so I have found enjoyment in something that I have always hated....reading.  Although, finishing books in a timely manner is something I have yet to accomplish.  I recently finished the following two books and I highly recommend them&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB8-TTOjKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/y60-mgftCNU/s1600-h/bluelikejazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB8-TTOjKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/y60-mgftCNU/s200/bluelikejazz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278356173052873890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue Like Jazz-  I thought this was very thought provoking.  Although, I don't agree with some of the things Donald Miller has to say, he made a lot of great points and his writing style makes the time fly as you read this book.  Blue Like Jazz definitely makes you think the Christian faith in a new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB-WvXp3bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WDUd6d26UMk/s1600-h/vintage-jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB-WvXp3bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WDUd6d26UMk/s200/vintage-jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278357692416122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vintage Jesus-  For anyone who wants to know more about Jesus, this is the book for you.  In the book, Mark Driscoll tackles 12 commonly asked questions about Jesus.  This book definitely made my adoration of Christ grow.  Vintage Jesus is for believers and non-believers, anyone who wants to take a closer look at the man who split the calendar and has made the biggest impact on history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB9TLuBQbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/440afD2DalQ/s1600-h/tale+two+sons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB9TLuBQbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/440afD2DalQ/s200/tale+two+sons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278356531795018162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB9TfFh7kI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VLZHz36rafw/s1600-h/why+we%27re+not+emergent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB9TfFh7kI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VLZHz36rafw/s200/why+we%27re+not+emergent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278356536993902146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8441143802876046209?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8441143802876046209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8441143802876046209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8441143802876046209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8441143802876046209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-two-off-reading-list.html' title='Check two off the reading list'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SUB8-TTOjKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/y60-mgftCNU/s72-c/bluelikejazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-39607335105400170</id><published>2008-12-09T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:49:08.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Growing Up While the World Grows Down</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I was blowing leaves into the woods next to my house.  I kept looking at the woods and it dawned on me just how small they were.  This stretch of trees used to be like a forest to me when I was younger.  I would play in those woods all the time and it just seemed like I could get lost in there.  These woods even contained my favorite climbing tree but it was chopped down years ago.  Although, I'm sure that there is no way that tree would be able to hold me if it were still standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these woods made me think about how the world and everything in it just seems to get smaller and smaller as I time goes by.  I remember when I used to only come up to my mom's hip and I would look up at her and think, I'm never going to be that tall.  Now, my mom looks up at me. There is also this cord that hangs down in our garage that you pull to manually control the garage door.  This certain red cord used to seem so far out of reach.  My friend John and I used to try to jump and touch it but we failed time after time.  Now, this cord hits me on the head if I walk right under it.  Another friend of mine, was telling me the other day that he was talking to a guy in one of his classes and the guy he had never met before ended up being the cousin of my girlfriend's room mate.  He told me he never realized how the small the world was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put things in perspective, its a small world after all.  The older we get, the bigger we get, and the more experiences we have, the world gets smaller and smaller.  However, this principle does not apply to God.  The closer I get to Him and the more I learn about Him, He gets bigger and bigger.  When I was younger and didn't know much about God and was far away from Him, God seemed so simple.  He just seemed like this old man who sat in heaven and gave us these ten rules to live by and that's all folks.  But the more I read about Him, my previous thoughts fade away and I get this clearer view of a God who is so Big, Powerful, Amazing, etc. that I can't help but be amazed by and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing how small I am and how small the world I live in is and then realizing how Big God is, I can't help but feel some what insignificant.  Then I remember what He has done for us.  He, being so big and powerful, stooped down to our level.  He left His throne in heaven and came to this small blue dot in the universe to show us how much He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the woods next to my house seem to shrink with time, God is magnified as I draw closer to Him and by this I am amazed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-39607335105400170?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/39607335105400170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=39607335105400170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/39607335105400170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/39607335105400170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/growing-up-while-world-grows-down.html' title='Growing Up While the World Grows Down'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7807132628442232877</id><published>2008-12-04T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:56:46.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Advent Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>I thought this was pretty cool and self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=dc62ea5bd121d57bbf75" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="330" align="middle" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7807132628442232877?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7807132628442232877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7807132628442232877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7807132628442232877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7807132628442232877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/advent-conspiracy.html' title='Advent Conspiracy'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2147909725882417585</id><published>2008-12-03T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:46:48.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Stupidity in the Highest</title><content type='html'>If you are a Sports Center junkie like me or if you don't live under a rock, then you have probably heard about New York Giants wide receiver Plaxico Burress and his recent display of stupidity.  Plax was being escorted to the VIP section of a club this past weekend and on the way, he some how fumbled his gun and shot himself in the leg.  Reminds me of a certain scene in that movie with Eminem, "8 Mile."  However, his stupidity does not end with shooting himself.  If I heard correctly, he used to have the correct permits to carry a concealed weapon but they expired and he did not renew them.  So because he did not renew his concealed weapon licence, he now faces felony gun charges which, if convicted, will put him in prison for a minimum of three and a half years.  Move over Michael Vick, here comes a cell mate.  Good job Plaxico, maybe Santa will bring you a brain this year for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your viewing pleasure, here is another example of what NOT to do with a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/am-Qdx6vky0&amp;amp;hl=en&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/am-Qdx6vky0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2147909725882417585?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2147909725882417585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2147909725882417585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2147909725882417585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2147909725882417585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupidity-in-highest.html' title='Stupidity in the Highest'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5623932192876308238</id><published>2008-12-01T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:18:03.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Contain Crack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Password changes and more things that contain crack.</title><content type='html'>Don't you hate when you have to change your password after a certain period of time and then you keep typing in your old password out of habit.  Yeah, me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as promised more things to add to the list of Things That Contain Crack......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheerwine-  Amazing.  I hear they have Cheerwine milkshakes at the cookout in Salisbury, the birth place of Cheerwine.  No not Cheerwine floats like they have everywhere, Cheerwine milkshakes.  There's a difference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Queso Dip from Mexican Restaurants and the chips that go with it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homemade Banana Pudding.  That's why people don't make it all the time because they can't afford the crack to put in it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all for now folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5623932192876308238?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5623932192876308238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5623932192876308238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5623932192876308238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5623932192876308238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/12/password-changes-and-more-things-that.html' title='Password changes and more things that contain crack.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2197951385802071055</id><published>2008-11-28T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:18:43.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>"Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good, for His steadfast love endures forever." - Psalm 136:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Thanksgiving.  I hope you all had a good holiday, spent quality time with friends and family, ate good food, watched football, and, most importantly, thought about all you had to be thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately, we live in a time where it seems like there isn't much to be thankful for.  The economy sucks, we just had an election so you might be upset about that, there is genocide and war going on, things like the terrorist attacks in India, and other more personal things that don't make the news.  Just watching the news or reading the newspaper, one might think whats the point of a holiday like Thanksgiving when there seems like there is nothing to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whether you know it or not, there is A LOT to be thankful for and if we aren't careful to pause and think about our many blessings, we can get lost in a sea of bad news that floods the airwaves.  Think about all of the little things.  You are breathing right now.  Every breath is something we should be thankful for.  It's something we are so used to doing, we do it automatically, in our sleep but we have to do it to live.  Think about that and take a big deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, think about what you should be thankful for right now.  If you are reading this, your eyes are working, you probably had some sort of education, you have access to a computer, and on top of that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; access.  All of these things are things that  most people, including myself, take for granted.  But there are millions of people who wish they could have these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post isn't meant to be a soap box.  I'm not trying to tell those who are going through a hard time to suck it up.  This is just a reminder to those who may think that they don't have much to be thankful for.  I know I find a lot of comfort when I think about all that I have to be thankful for.  However, the most important thing we should remember is what the verse at the beginning of this post says.  God's love endures forever.  He loves us even though we don't deserve it.  He doesn't have to love us but He does.  So if you're down this holiday season remember God loves us.  God is outside of our circumstances.  Just because there is pain and turmoil in the world doesn't mean God has gone away.  He still exists and He still loves.  So lets all give thanks for all of our blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2197951385802071055?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2197951385802071055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2197951385802071055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2197951385802071055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2197951385802071055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-5763132291407830291</id><published>2008-11-23T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:04:16.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Don't Play with Knives</title><content type='html'>Did any of your parents ever tell you not to play with knives or other sharp materials?  Well apparently mine didn't or maybe they did and I just didn't listen.  Probably the latter.  Any way, by extreme luck and/or skill a picture was taken at the exact moment I closed a knife on my finger.  Don't worry I didn't get hurt.  I just made a funny face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SSonJVDp8zI/AAAAAAAAADo/Cu-ANekTp9c/s1600-h/knife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SSonJVDp8zI/AAAAAAAAADo/Cu-ANekTp9c/s320/knife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272069355015369522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for the two of you that actually read this I am sorry for boring you.  I have been lazy and haven't felt like writing but I'll get on it.  I promise.  Also check out &lt;a href="http://www.themichaelwilsonvideo.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Wilson's Video Blog &lt;/a&gt;for a cool video we made for a dear friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-5763132291407830291?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/5763132291407830291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=5763132291407830291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5763132291407830291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/5763132291407830291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-play-with-knives.html' title='Don&apos;t Play with Knives'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SSonJVDp8zI/AAAAAAAAADo/Cu-ANekTp9c/s72-c/knife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-1819362397390815126</id><published>2008-11-03T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:19:29.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things That Contain Crack'/><title type='text'>Things That Contain Crack</title><content type='html'>I am starting a list of things that I believe contain crack because they are just so delightful and addicting.  Please feel free to submit suggestions for items to be added to the Things That Contain Crack list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up are a few sauces that I know contain crack because I can never get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chick&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt;-A sauce.  Its amazing.  I actually have some extra in my fridge right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zax&lt;/span&gt; sauce from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zaxby's&lt;/span&gt;.  Its good on everything.  Chicken, fries, the bread they give you, or just by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  White sauce from Japan Express or Shrimp Sauce for all of you who haven't had Japan Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-1819362397390815126?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/1819362397390815126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=1819362397390815126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1819362397390815126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/1819362397390815126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-contain-crack.html' title='Things That Contain Crack'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4118575244181230418</id><published>2008-11-03T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:12:02.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='App State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Halloween and Dancing Politicians</title><content type='html'>Anyone check out ESPN2 on Halloween night?  In case you missed it...App State, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wofford&lt;/span&gt;, SLAUGHTER.  The excitement wasn't just on the field.  Presidential candidates Barack Obama and John McCain were in attendance as well as Caribou Barbie, Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQ9ZJnF1SBI/AAAAAAAAADg/RZxIyXqqVIA/s1600-h/n18204794_33474832_5780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQ9ZJnF1SBI/AAAAAAAAADg/RZxIyXqqVIA/s320/n18204794_33474832_5780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264524511066540050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a dance competition between Obama and McCain.  Check out my sweet old man dance moves starting at 3:23 and please disregard Bill Clinton's obscene gesture.  He's just jealous because I dance better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2yqAmk1hWQI&amp;amp;hl=en&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/2yqAmk1hWQI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just when you thought things couldn't get any better....this happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QBDB7Ero0kI&amp;amp;hl=en&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/QBDB7Ero0kI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4118575244181230418?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4118575244181230418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4118575244181230418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4118575244181230418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4118575244181230418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-and-dancing-politicians.html' title='Halloween and Dancing Politicians'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQ9ZJnF1SBI/AAAAAAAAADg/RZxIyXqqVIA/s72-c/n18204794_33474832_5780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2269990946335306833</id><published>2008-10-29T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:58:27.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='App State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So in case you were wondering why I transferred to App, here's one reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTHPkrBrI/AAAAAAAAADA/uCQYJZJtd24/s1600-h/DSCN2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTHPkrBrI/AAAAAAAAADA/uCQYJZJtd24/s320/DSCN2541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262758654719493810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTsq6KKnI/AAAAAAAAADI/IkVX2IwgbiQ/s1600-h/DSCN2543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTsq6KKnI/AAAAAAAAADI/IkVX2IwgbiQ/s320/DSCN2543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759297712532082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTtO9LZZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cmqkYi116Ys/s1600-h/DSCN2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTtO9LZZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cmqkYi116Ys/s320/DSCN2544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759307388872082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTt_fvZbI/AAAAAAAAADY/9dTBrx2y_w0/s1600-h/DSCN2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTt_fvZbI/AAAAAAAAADY/9dTBrx2y_w0/s320/DSCN2546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759320418739634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the weather.  It snowed in October.  I don't know if I have ever seen snow this early before.  Its supposed to be a bad winter up here.  Bring on the snow.&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/2516876055582032419-2269990946335306833?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2269990946335306833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2269990946335306833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2269990946335306833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2269990946335306833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SQkTHPkrBrI/AAAAAAAAADA/uCQYJZJtd24/s72-c/DSCN2541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2334326384132246924</id><published>2008-10-21T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:16:44.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Back off government, we got this one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    Recently, &lt;a href="http://www.themichaelwilson.blogspot.com"&gt;The Michael Wilson&lt;/a&gt; wrote about a very true statement that a pastor made.  The pastor said that the welfare system in America should be obsolete because the church should be attacking the need in the community so fiercely that it rendered government assistance unnecessary.  How amazing would that be?  What has happened to the Church when it comes to taking care of the poor?  This is one of the things the early Church was known for.  Roman Emperor Julian, like other Emperors, tried to put and end to Christianity.  He built really nice temples in order to lure people away from the Church, however his plan failed.  In a letter he wrote that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; Christianity was thriving was because, "the impious Galileans (Christians) support both their own poor and ours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;as well&lt;/span&gt;."  Wow.  The Christians were not only taking care of the people within the Church but even the unbelievers.  Welfare was not needed because the Christians had it covered.  Imagine what people would say about Christians if that were true today.  Imagine how many people would come to faith in Christ because of the love that His people were showing the world.  My question is, what happened?  Why aren't we like the early Church?  In Acts 2:45, we see that the early Christians "began selling their property and possessions and were sharing them with all, as anyone might have need."&lt;br /&gt;    Also, &lt;a href="http://www.jdgreear.com"&gt;J.D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Greear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; recently tackled the topic of "I'm not a Christian because the church is responsible for so much injustice."  In his sermon, he noted that in James 2, if we see the suffering of others and are not moved to act then our faith is dead.  The Church is doing some great things to help those in need.  My Church in Durham, &lt;a href="http://www.gsdurham.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Greystone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, has a ministry called 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Mile that provides food, clothes, financial assistance, and spiritual counseling to those in need.  &lt;a href="http://summitchurch.cc/templates/System/default.asp?id=29456"&gt;The Summit Church&lt;/a&gt;, in Durham is also doing a lot to help those in need with their Hope for Durham campaign during the summer and their efforts with a local elementary school.  All over the country and the world the Church is doing a lot of great things.  But I believe we can do better.  I believe that if we came together as one like the early Church in Acts, we could take care of ALL of the poor in Jesus' name and we could tell the government, "Take a rest we got this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2334326384132246924?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2334326384132246924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2334326384132246924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2334326384132246924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2334326384132246924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-off-government-we-got-this-one.html' title='Back off government, we got this one.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3737714547292487953</id><published>2008-10-17T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:01:11.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Just had Japan Express for dinner.  I think the put crack in their white sauce.  Its addicting.  Does any one else want to join a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;drumline&lt;/span&gt; after watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Drumline&lt;/span&gt;?  Its on right now and I really wish I wasn't white and had rhythm so I could play drums.  Also, to cap off a day of not doing anything productive, Dougie Fresh and I are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; ready to go see "W".  Speaking of politics, when I was at Erin's today her dad was watching some old time western channel.  They were playing this show called Maverick, which they turned into a movie with Mel Gibson.  The movie isn't too bad.  Anyway, this dude Maverick was running for like State Senator back in the wild wild west.  They kept calling him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Senator&lt;/span&gt; Maverick.  Then the next show was called The Rifleman, I think.  He had a cool gun but the funny thing was that his name was McCain.  Coincidence that a show about a Senator named Maverick was on followed by a show about a gun shooter named McCain?  Maybe or maybe they are trying to send a subliminal message.  If John McCain decides to travel by horse rather than Air Force 1 and if he could shoot a gun like that he would have my vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-3737714547292487953?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/3737714547292487953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3737714547292487953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3737714547292487953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3737714547292487953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8567953367970328370</id><published>2008-10-13T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:12:14.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>State of the Union, part 2</title><content type='html'>Economy.  Unless you live under a rock, I guarantee you have heard or read that world a million times over the last several weeks.  So many questions have been thrown out there: Who's to blame?  How long will this last?  How much will it cost me?  What about my money?  And the list goes on and on.  Let me first say this, all of this finger pointing reminds me of the Garden of Eden, when God asked Adam and Eve about their sin.  Adam blamed Eve and Eve blamed the serpent.  We, as the American people need to stop pointing the finger at the government and the corporation.  Sure they had something to do with it.  But guess what?  The government and these big corporations are run by people, just like you and me.  In a democratic and capitalist society the government is run by the citizens and people start businesses and run them to earn a living.  So its OUR fault for getting to greedy.  We can't depend on the government for EVERYTHING unless we want a communist government.  We as the American people need to stop caring so much about ourselves.  All I hear these days are ME, ME, ME.  Put other people first.  Live within your means.  All of these economic problems we face come down to one main cause, greed.  That's why Jesus said no one can love God and money at the same time and why in 1 Timothy it says the LOVE of MONEY is the root of all kinds of evil.  And by taking a look around, its very true.  Stop pointing the finger and look at yourselves and ask when is the last time  I cared about someone else other than myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our country is going through a hard time, financially speaking but its a hard time compared to what we are USED to.  Look at other countries.  They are so much worse off than we are.  But again it goes back to our greed.  Put it in perspective.  It could be so much worse.  Read &lt;a href="http://thehambrickfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/perspective.html"&gt;Jenn's blog&lt;/a&gt; to get some stats and put things in a better perspective and realize....things aren't so bad after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8567953367970328370?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8567953367970328370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8567953367970328370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8567953367970328370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8567953367970328370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-of-union-part-2.html' title='State of the Union, part 2'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7628224900413092014</id><published>2008-10-13T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:53:36.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>State of the Union</title><content type='html'>The election is officially like 20 something days away, even though I get to vote on campus starting on the 20th, and I am already sick of it.  I am sick of politicians lying to us.  I am sick of them pretending to be so much better than each other when they aren't.  They are all shady.  I'm tired of them, all of them.  Obama, Biden, McCain, and Palin.  The only thing that is getting me through this is SNL and their impressions of Sarah Palin.  I am also planning on having some fun myself by being John McCain for Halloween, IF I can find a McCain mask while I'm home for Fall Break.  If I can find it, Erin is going to be the lovely Sarah Palin.  Look for us on ESPN2 on Halloween Night.  If not, I'll settle for my Mexican costume, complete with a sombrero and poncho.  Anyways, back to politics.  I think the dumbest/funniest thing is listening to people talk about the debates and debating over who won.  Of course, you are going to say that your candidate won because you agree with them.  Plus, how does a candidate when a debate when they lie?  I remember the day after the VP debate, I read a couple of articles where they checked the facts from the two candidates and BOTH of them lied.  This irritates the crap out of me.  We are trusting these people to run the country and presumably do a better job than whats going on now but all we get are lies.  We deserve better.    The number one thing I hate though is that this whole voting process deserves a little bit of faith in who you are voting for.  You are putting faith in this person that they will do what they have promised.  I, personally, have a problem putting my faith in these people.  I don't know if I can trust them and I don't see how any one else in their right mind can say that they fully trust McCain or Obama.  Some may say, well if that's how you feel, don't vote but I am thankful that I have the right to vote and the right to speak my mind.  We are very fortunate to have that right and there are millions of people all over the world who have no say whatsoever in their country.  So, I will vote and who ever wins I will respect and call my President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.-  I know this is a fairly "Debbie Downer" post but I am not down in the dumps because no matter how this election goes, the most important thing to me will not be affected, my faith in Christ.  And to those who say America is going to hell in a hand basket because of who wins the election, let me leave you with these wise words from Hillsong United, "Politics will not decide if we should rise and be YOUR hands and feet."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7628224900413092014?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7628224900413092014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7628224900413092014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7628224900413092014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7628224900413092014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-of-union.html' title='State of the Union'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2770333927703030395</id><published>2008-10-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:33:21.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tag.  I'm it.</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have never heard of this tagging thing until now. Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Link your tagger and list these rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Share 7 little known facts about yourself on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.thehambrickfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  I used to eat butter by itself, by the slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I used to be terrified by E.T.  This caused me to sleep facing the wall so I wouldn't see him in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  In middle school I was in honors chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I would rather eat the batter for cakes and brownies instead of actually baking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  When I was like 8, I had a shower interupted by a phone call from Mr. You Might be a Redneck, Jeff Foxworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My favorite stuffed animal growing up was a bear named Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I almost got in a fight playing Upward Basketball.  I was a troubled youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have many friends that blog and most of the ones I do know have already been tagged so 7 people is not possible.  However, I will tag one person who is cool enough to equal 7 people.....&lt;a href="http://www.themichaelwilson.blogspot.com"&gt;The Michael Wilson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2770333927703030395?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2770333927703030395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2770333927703030395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2770333927703030395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2770333927703030395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag.  I&apos;m it.'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4026606367394384021</id><published>2008-09-29T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:45:51.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE-DV5lJRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BYUZNqbCMbU/s1600-h/n18204794_33188887_8012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE-DV5lJRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BYUZNqbCMbU/s320/n18204794_33188887_8012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251546867629892882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two years ago I tricked Erin into going out with me.  So in honor of that glorious day here are a few reasons why I love her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE7PlKcUEI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z2nlcAeR8yI/s1600-h/n11810276_33359565_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE7PlKcUEI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z2nlcAeR8yI/s200/n11810276_33359565_2500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251543779350696002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her big, beautiful smile that lights up a room or an Mac computer monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE7tCpRoDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GKZANhzYhGw/s1600-h/n1316432351_70970_5151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE7tCpRoDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GKZANhzYhGw/s200/n1316432351_70970_5151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251544285480853554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That look she gives me when I do something stupid.  (Which is quite often.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE8AvTNdpI/AAAAAAAAACY/dYq1mg60sF4/s1600-h/DSCN2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE8AvTNdpI/AAAAAAAAACY/dYq1mg60sF4/s200/DSCN2147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251544623885416082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she can be just as goofy as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE8peRvZfI/AAAAAAAAACg/uOA4rGob_wQ/s1600-h/DSCN1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE8peRvZfI/AAAAAAAAACg/uOA4rGob_wQ/s200/DSCN1743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545323690485234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she gave up her allegiance to Northern and became a Riverside fan.  It's no longer "knight time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE9LKLRK9I/AAAAAAAAACo/_5NA8JrXBeM/s1600-h/erin60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE9LKLRK9I/AAAAAAAAACo/_5NA8JrXBeM/s200/erin60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545902410181586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE9l2hQwYI/AAAAAAAAACw/_2cVFC85Hpo/s1600-h/erin1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE9l2hQwYI/AAAAAAAAACw/_2cVFC85Hpo/s200/erin1970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251546360990187906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the fact that she would be smokin' hot no matter what year she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Erin, even though you are probably going to kill me after you see this.  Happy 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4026606367394384021?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4026606367394384021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4026606367394384021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4026606367394384021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4026606367394384021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-year-anniversary.html' title='Two Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SOE-DV5lJRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BYUZNqbCMbU/s72-c/n18204794_33188887_8012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-553076747825278822</id><published>2008-09-17T20:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:15:31.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Every Christian a Missionary?</title><content type='html'>Preface:  This is not coming from an expert or someone who is the best at this topic.  We can all do better, especially me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was bored and decided to look up some of my professors on &lt;a href="http://www.ratemyprofessors.com"&gt;www.ratemyprofessors.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I had heard about the site before but have never had an interest in using it until my sociology professor pulled the site up on the first day of class and showed us his profile.  He then rated himself and left a comment.  After I read through all of his comments I decided to check out some of my professors from Southeastern.  Looking through the list of professors I saw a well known professor's name, who I had heard many good things about, on the list.  So I checked out all of the comments.  Surprisingly, there were quite a few people that left some quite critical comments.  However, one comment stuck in my mind.  The disgruntled student said that he was tired of being told that he should be a missionary and that every Christian should be a missionary.  For those of you who have never been to Southeastern in Wake Forest, NC, there is a huge emphasis on missions.  There are special days in chapel to focus on missions, there are missions classes, there's a missions center, there's numerous opportunities to go on mission trips during breaks, and there are even missions majors where you get a degree and then go serve on the missions field for two or three years.  No one can spend a good amount of time on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Southeastern's&lt;/span&gt; campus without seeing or hearing something about missions.  Back to the comment left on this professor's profile.  Should every Christian be a missionary?  According to this guy, whom I'm assuming was at Southeastern to become a head pastor at his church back at home, no.  In his thinking some Christians should just be pastors, some Sunday school teachers, some choir members, and some missionaries.  So who is right?  Should every Christian be a missionary or should only a select few that are brave enough and "called" to go be missionaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Christian should be a missionary.  However, I am not saying that every Christian should go live in a foreign country for a year or two.  I believe we have the wrong idea about missions.  Missions is not just going overseas.  Missions can be done in our everyday lives at work, next door, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;, etc..  Every Christian should live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;missional&lt;/span&gt; lives.  I first learned about this concept from Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Driscoll&lt;/span&gt;, the pastor of Mars Hill Church in Seattle, Washington.  He points out how many times Jesus uses the word "sent" in the Gospel of John.  Jesus always said that he was "sent" to earth for a purpose/mission.  He didn't just come here to chill and go to Sunday school.  If we call ourselves Christians, we should be trying to be like Jesus since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what the word Christian means.  Since Jesus was "sent" on a mission, we are "sent" on a mission too.  What exactly is that mission?  To make disciples as Jesus says in Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.  He also gives us the same command in Acts right before he ascended back into Heaven.  The command to make disciples was his last message to His disciples, so I'm pretty sure its is of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;utmost&lt;/span&gt; importance.  So to the guy who was upset that he was told to be a missionary, I'm sorry but it's not just the professors at seminaries who are saying this.  Jesus said it.  No you don't have to go overseas but you can be a missionary any where you go.  Jesus was and we should be striving to be like Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-553076747825278822?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/553076747825278822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=553076747825278822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/553076747825278822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/553076747825278822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/every-christian-missionary.html' title='Every Christian a Missionary?'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8382904641045931684</id><published>2008-09-17T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:54:14.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Michael Phelps</title><content type='html'>Did anyone see Saturday Night Live with Michael Phelps last Saturday?  If yes, I'm sorry.  If no, don't bother.  Hey Mikie, here's a little advice: stay in the pool and swim.  Don't do anymore acting.  You aren't funny.  Yes, you captured the eye of the entire world this summer by winning 8 gold medals and by making everyone else drink your wake but please stay in the water.  I was expecting you to be funny but I'm sorry you need to work on your personality.  Take some lessons from Peyton Manning, he's funny.  Any way, I was thoroughly disappointed Saturday night.  To start things off the USC vs. Ohio State game wasn't a game and to make things worse SNL and Michael Phelps wasn't funny, except for the opening scene with Sarah Palin and Hillary Clinton.  Whoever did Palin, good job.  You are the only one with talent on SNL anymore.  They should just show reruns instead of new episodes.  They could save a lot of money by not paying bad actors.  Wow, is that mean to say?  Anyways Michael Phelps you are the man but only in the water and SNL you need to get new people or bring back the old ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8382904641045931684?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8382904641045931684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8382904641045931684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8382904641045931684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8382904641045931684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/michael-phelps.html' title='Michael Phelps'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4347334531611805049</id><published>2008-09-17T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:44:15.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constitution Day</title><content type='html'>How many of you knew there was a day set aside to recognize the Constitution?  I didn't until yesterday.  I guess you learn new stuff in college and since I am in a American Politics and Government class and a Criminal Justice class, the Constitution is eventually going to come up.  I was just thinking though...what if you hated the Constitution and wanted to protest the Constitution on Constitution Day?  Instead of protesting it you would actually be celebrating it because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Constitution&lt;/span&gt; gives you permission to do that.  Funny how things work out.  So, I guess if you don't like the Constitution and you want to do something about it the only thing you can do with out celebrating it...is not do anything at all.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weird&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea for the two of you that actually read this I apologize that I am boring and lazy and rarely post.  I just got a good idea today so maybe I'll have something inspiring and life changing to post soon.  But I have to face the facts...I will never be as opinionated and interesting as The Michael Wilson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4347334531611805049?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4347334531611805049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4347334531611805049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4347334531611805049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4347334531611805049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/constitution-day.html' title='Constitution Day'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-482189431767999284</id><published>2008-09-11T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:24:19.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11, 2001</title><content type='html'>It seems like just yesterday that I was sitting in my 8th grade English class at Brogden when I found out about the attacks on the World Trade Centers.  During lunch I kept hearing that people were going home because the world was coming to an end or something like that but I didn't think anything of it.  I just thought some people were scared since our school had its second bomb threat in a week that day.  Weird that we had a bomb threat on the same day as the worst attack on American soil happened.  I can still remember my teacher telling us what had happened and none of it really sank in with me.  It didn't really hit home until I got home and started watching the news with my mom and brother.  I was almost sick to stomach.  I couldn't believe that there were people out there sick enough to do this.  Even though that was a horrible day, I believe that it showed the best of America.  There were men and women risking their lives for complete strangers.  Some of which paid the ultimate price with their lives.  Americans were united that day.  We put aside our differences and stood tall.  We showed the rest of the world how resilient we can be and that we will not let other people's hatred for us bring us down.  Why can't we always be like that?  It seems so ironic to call this place the United States of America now because we are so divided. And the leaders and especially the future leaders (cough cough presidential nominees) are not helping.  All of this mud slinging is really making me sick.  I wish they spent more time putting action behind their words rather than writing jokes about the other person to get laughs at their respective National Conventions.  Grow up.  We are better than that and I expect better from people who are trying to become the President of this country.  But enough about politics.  Remember what happened seven years ago and how triumphant this country came out of that situation.  Thank you to all who risked their lives that day for other people.  Thank you to all of those who are still serving this country and risk their lives everyday for people you don't know.  We should all learn a lesson from these people and put others before ourselves.  Just like Jesus said, if you want to be first you have to be last and if you want to be great you must become a servant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-482189431767999284?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/482189431767999284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=482189431767999284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/482189431767999284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/482189431767999284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-11-2001.html' title='September 11, 2001'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-44262505248491307</id><published>2008-09-08T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:56:24.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>That's a NoNo all you PoPo</title><content type='html'>College football season is here.  Instead of seeing my Appalachian State Mountaineers crush Jacksonville by a final score of 56-7, I went with my friend and his family to see ECU destroy West Virginia.  Amazing game and it would have been an amazing celebration if it weren't for the Police.  When your football team starts the season off by beating the #18 team and then dominates the #8 team in the nation, you should be allowed to storm the field when you are not used to that kind of success.  Instead, the cops were tackling students, throwing punches, and just being complete jerks.  I mean come on, do you really think 30 something officers can hold back a couple thousand students?    Security was informed that if the students tried to rush the field that law enforcement should try to deter them by making themselves visible and if that failed they were to just back off and let it happen.  I guess making yourself visible means throwing punches at someone who is already on the ground as you will see &lt;a href="http://www.wnct.com/nct/news/local/article/ecu_game_police_excessive_force_investigation/18265/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  Let the students celebrate.  Here's another video for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5dEvgC-7ZQ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5dEvgC-7ZQ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-44262505248491307?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/44262505248491307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=44262505248491307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/44262505248491307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/44262505248491307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-nono-all-you-popo.html' title='That&apos;s a NoNo all you PoPo'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-2509434003327017359</id><published>2008-09-03T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:19:53.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I wanted to do Hood Rat stuff with my friends."</title><content type='html'>No words can describe this.  Just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLeVlBca5lg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLeVlBca5lg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-2509434003327017359?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/2509434003327017359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=2509434003327017359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2509434003327017359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/2509434003327017359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wanted-to-do-hood-rat-stuff-with-my.html' title='&quot;I wanted to do Hood Rat stuff with my friends.&quot;'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4450851131115310921</id><published>2008-09-03T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:44:35.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for being so inconsistent with my postings.  I should take some lessons from The Michael Wilson.  Any way, earlier this month my big bro brought his family to North Cackalacky for the first time.  Pretty fun and eventful with 5 extra people in the house.  During the week we ventured down to Carolina Beach.  Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ox4AeIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5cKe8U4fMNc/s1600-h/DSCN2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ox4AeIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5cKe8U4fMNc/s320/DSCN2371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882959851430002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother Chris, his wife Toni, and their Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ekdZ6QjI/AAAAAAAAABA/ld4-mZwuVQQ/s1600-h/DSCN2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ekdZ6QjI/AAAAAAAAABA/ld4-mZwuVQQ/s320/DSCN2397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241871734255796786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew Simon.  No we are not holding him over the balcony like Michael Jackson did to his kid.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7n6EKPefI/AAAAAAAAABw/NcdB9un6U8s/s1600-h/DSCN2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7n6EKPefI/AAAAAAAAABw/NcdB9un6U8s/s320/DSCN2400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882001040964082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7fxWcZ_xI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EkhbGZTrbY0/s1600-h/DSCN2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7fxWcZ_xI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EkhbGZTrbY0/s320/DSCN2459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241873055237144338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father and Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ggpbTx0I/AAAAAAAAABY/efbKBls7nRE/s1600-h/DSCN2477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ggpbTx0I/AAAAAAAAABY/efbKBls7nRE/s320/DSCN2477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241873867786667842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the sunrise for the first time.  One of the coolest things I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7iUCYEz9I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y-nLaGbcTZo/s1600-h/P1050130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7iUCYEz9I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y-nLaGbcTZo/s320/P1050130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241875850168946642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crab hunting with my nephews Noah and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7mg11Qa5I/AAAAAAAAABo/JE8sirHdUuc/s1600-h/P1040912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7mg11Qa5I/AAAAAAAAABo/JE8sirHdUuc/s320/P1040912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241880468186491794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who would have thought that alligator tastes like sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One thing I learned during this week: I am no where near ready to be a parent.  I am content with being the cool uncle who gets to play with the kids and then give them back to the parents when the kids aren't happy.  Kudos to all you parents out there.  Don't let anyone tell you your job is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4450851131115310921?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4450851131115310921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4450851131115310921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4450851131115310921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4450851131115310921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SL7ox4AeIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5cKe8U4fMNc/s72-c/DSCN2371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4691392803263819915</id><published>2008-08-26T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:46:59.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away and the First Day of Class</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of classes and despite the fact that it was raining and my umbrella didn't want to work, it was a pretty good day.  No homework yet, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; always a plus.  However, I still can't figure out how to log on to my wireless network.  My laptop is very simple when it comes to logging on to non-secured networks but this IBM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ThinkVantage&lt;/span&gt; Access Connections(yea I just called you out IBM) program makes things so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; complicated.  Why can't I just click on  the link and then put in the password and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt; I have wireless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oh well&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; I have a long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ethernet&lt;/span&gt; cable.  So if you come over don't trip over it.  Oh yeah, one of the reasons I came up here was for the weather but I didn't sign up for this crappy rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- The apartment is almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; put together.  I just gotta get rid of some boxes and then I'll post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.- The Elevation kick-off was pretty sweet.  Around 200 people showed up, music was good, Pastor Clay's message was on point, and my old school Mom liked it.  So if Momma likes it you know its good and if you have no clue what Elevation is read the previous post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4691392803263819915?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4691392803263819915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4691392803263819915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4691392803263819915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4691392803263819915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/rain-rain-go-away-and-first-day-of.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away and the First Day of Class'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3524848459512756014</id><published>2008-08-19T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:54:19.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevation</title><content type='html'>This week has been a little hectic with trying to get ready to move to Boone.  I didn't know I had so much junk to get together.  But I'm looking forward to getting up to Boone and I am also excited about something else that is going on this weekend which I will be returning to Durham for.  On Sunday the 24th, my church is starting a new contemporary worship service called Elevation.  It won't be your usual church experience.  Most people think of church as a boring ritual that you have to dress up for to make God and your parents happy.  You have to wake up early, go to an out of date looking building and be all quiet and serious, and sing really boring songs which are hard to understand because they are straight from the 1700's.  Elevation, will be quite the opposite.  Casual dress (I'll be there in tennis shoes and with my shirt un-tucked.  Scandalous for church I know.  Just don't tell my mom.), LOUD music, and a pretty sweet building with chairs instead of pews.  They are in the process of putting the very very final touches on the building which as undergone an Extreme Makeover Home Edition type renovations.  There will also be coffee and some delicious snacks which I caught a peak at today.  So maybe you've been to church before and didn't like it, never been to church, want to try something new, etc..  Come check it out at Grey Stone this Sunday, August 24th at 12:30 p.m. (yay for sleeping in). The service will be in the Family Life Center located behind the church and across the parking lot. For more information check out &lt;a href="http://www.gsdurham.com"&gt;www.gsdurham.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.elevationdurham.com"&gt;www.elevationdurham.com&lt;/a&gt;.   Oh yeah you might need to know where Grey Stone is if you are interested: 2601 Hillsborough Rd., Durham, NC.  (Right across the street from Loco Pops.)  Come and experience Jesus and church in a new way.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elevationdurham.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKuFGELxClI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VBtu1wX-3c8/s1600-h/elevation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKuFGELxClI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VBtu1wX-3c8/s320/elevation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236425330997135954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-3524848459512756014?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/3524848459512756014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3524848459512756014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3524848459512756014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3524848459512756014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/elevation.html' title='Elevation'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKuFGELxClI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VBtu1wX-3c8/s72-c/elevation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4024802800348061207</id><published>2008-08-17T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:39:43.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics, Part 2</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Michael Phelps to beings the greatest Olympic champion of all time.  Its been a while since one athlete has captivated as many people as Phelps has this past week.  Seriously, this dude is a freak of nature with his flexible shoulders, size 10000 shoes, and double jointed ankles.  The dude was born to swim.    Sadly, the swimming events are over so now my focus switches to basketball.  Anyone see that beat down we gave to Spain?  Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; to see NBA players actually playing defense.  Who would of thought that when you play defense you win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only caught the end of the Opening Ceremonies so I missed all the cool stuff.  I heard there was some pretty cool stuff with boxes going on.  But I am disgusted to hear about what China did to a little girl with an amazing singing voice.  For those who don't know, there was a little girl that was supposed to sing but her face was deemed "not suitable."  So what did China do?  They found a "prettier" girl to lip sync to the "ugly" girl's voice.  First of all, what kind of message does that send to little girls?  You aren't pretty enough to do this or that.  That is a load of crap.  Secondly, get over yourself China.  Stop trying to make yourself look good when you have the spotlight on you and then be shady and corrupt behind closed doors.  Just in case you want to read the article &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/08/12/AR2008081201567.html?hpid=topnews"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4024802800348061207?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4024802800348061207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4024802800348061207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4024802800348061207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4024802800348061207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics-part-2.html' title='Olympics, Part 2'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-7185840444542976362</id><published>2008-08-12T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:36:29.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>The Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKIcj-tzbQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/c36oQdkLeHk/s1600-h/Beijing-Olympic-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKIcj-tzbQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/c36oQdkLeHk/s320/Beijing-Olympic-2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233777121414049026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realized that swimming and gymnastics are only exciting every 4 years?  It's funny how swimmers and gymnasts get no love outside of the Olympics.  Watching these two events got me thinking...who ever said gymnastics and swimming were for girls?  These gymnast dudes are the freakin ripped.  They gotta be pound for pound the strongest athletes there.  Then there's the swimmers.  Who cares if they have to shave their legs?  Michael Phelps is the man and the U.S. swimmers showed up the trash talking Frenchies.  Go Freedom Fries!!!  I have to admit I hate the time difference, I'd love to watch the greatest coach in the world, Coach K, lead the best basketball players to gold but their games come on at freakin 8 in the morning.  Oh well, Go USA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-7185840444542976362?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/7185840444542976362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=7185840444542976362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7185840444542976362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/7185840444542976362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='The Olympics'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SKIcj-tzbQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/c36oQdkLeHk/s72-c/Beijing-Olympic-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3197181931768180266</id><published>2008-08-04T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:47:48.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='App State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Battle of the Champions</title><content type='html'>One of the many reasons I'm excited to be going to App State is the fact that they have a football team, unlike my previous two schools.  However, App State doesn't just have a football team, the Mountaineers are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; awesome.  Can you say three back to back National Championships?  Yeah, yeah I know most people say it doesn't matter since they play in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FCS&lt;/span&gt; and not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; but they still beat Michigan and even a couple years ago they gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LSU&lt;/span&gt; a pretty tight game.  Later this month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; will travel down to Baton Rouge again to take on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LSU&lt;/span&gt; Tigers.  This game will put last year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BCS&lt;/span&gt; National Champion against last year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FCS&lt;/span&gt; National Champion.  Not only will it be the battle of the National Champions but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LSU&lt;/span&gt; will be looking to not become like Michigan and App State is out to prove that they aren't a fluke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kfiay84WcQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kfiay84WcQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I could just get my hand on some tickets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-3197181931768180266?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/3197181931768180266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=3197181931768180266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3197181931768180266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/3197181931768180266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/battle-of-champions.html' title='Battle of the Champions'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-4599444156866673879</id><published>2008-08-02T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:51:18.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Stupidity</title><content type='html'>So last night a few of us were hanging out playing Phase 10 and watching TV for a somewhat kind of bachelor party.  Yes, Phase 10 is what all the cool kids do for bachelor parties.  While playing the greatest card game ever, we were watching some extreme video show on Spike TV.  The clip started off showing someone with a pair of pliers pinching and stretching out some dude's nipple.  Then the barrel of an air rifle came into view, aimed directly at the nipple.  The commentator announced that this extremely bright young man wanted to save money on getting his nipple pierced so he decided to shoot a hole through it.  Bad idea.  At first it appeared to have worked so he proceeded to put in the nipple ring but then he realized through all of the blood that was pouring out that they had missed his nipple and shot through his chest instead.  Bravo Stupid, Bravo.  I think we should require IQ tests for anyone buying an air rifle or bb gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- I tried to find this exact video but was unsuccessful.  However, here is another idiot doing something similar with a much less powerful gun.  No blood involved in this one but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BCZRgh9xsA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BCZRgh9xsA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-4599444156866673879?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/4599444156866673879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=4599444156866673879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4599444156866673879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/4599444156866673879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/08/pure-stupidity.html' title='Pure Stupidity'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-8829398104757277397</id><published>2008-07-24T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:13:34.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SIkKrG9SQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/GAojfhc5cYs/s1600-h/67004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SIkKrG9SQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/GAojfhc5cYs/s400/67004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226720578258486098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two words....HOLY CRAP.  Here's some advice:  If you have 8 bucks or 6.50 if you have a college ID(I have 4 so if you need one let me know), go see this movie.  I thought Heath Ledger was going to be in this movie but I never saw him.  Some people say he was the Joker but they are liars.  Batman= best hero ever.  Superman and Spiderman need to take notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516876055582032419-8829398104757277397?l=shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/feeds/8829398104757277397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2516876055582032419&amp;postID=8829398104757277397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8829398104757277397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516876055582032419/posts/default/8829398104757277397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowofamartyr.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='The Dark Knight'/><author><name>Stevo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447156027628243985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SWlhkPbIXjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-3oMt5AiXd4/S220/2009-01-10+22-01-08.750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SIkKrG9SQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/GAojfhc5cYs/s72-c/67004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516876055582032419.post-3579826754641024122</id><published>2008-07-19T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:50:08.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever thought about your name?  Where it came from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;?  What it means?  Who you are named after?  Why your parents chose that name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I didn't really think about my name until I hit middle school.  At that point in time I didn't really like it.  Actually, it wasn't really the name it was the spelling.  My parents chose to spell my name with the "ph" way instead of the "v" way because Stephen is spelled with a "ph" in the Bible.  the spelling didn't make much sense to me since I graduated hooked on phonics with flying colors.  I mean c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ome on "ph" makes a "ffffff" sound not a "vvvv" sound.  My phonics defying name caused some embarrassment on the first day of school when teachers would call the role and mistakenly call me Stefan.  I even head a substitute cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;l me Stephanie one time.  I look back and laugh now but at the time I just wished my parents would have just picked the normal spelling: Steven.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after learning about the man whom I am named after, I take much pride in my name.  Stephen is a man whom Scripture says was full of grace, power, wisdom, and the Holy Spirit.  He was a man that did many great things in the name of Jesus.  After being brought before the Council on false charges, Stephen rips the Pharisees a new one with his 51 verse ora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;l roundhouse kick to the face.  Although, he knew that he fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ced certain death with the words he spoke, Stephen held nothing back.  The crowd was outraged and Stephen's execution was certain but he did not try to back d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;own or tell them that they had just been Punk'd.  He knew he had told the truth and did what was right.  Stephen, then turned his eyes to heaven where he saw Jesus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STANDING&lt;/span&gt; at the right hand of the Father.  If I am not mistaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; this is the only place where Jesus is noted to be standing at the right hand of God.  Every other time He is sitting.  It is as if Jesus is giving Stephen a standing ovation for taking a stand for Him.  Stephen was then rushed by the crowd and taken out of the city to be stoned.  No, not Cheech and Chong and Snoop D-O- double G stoned but stoned as in having large rocks dropped on you to smash you to death.  even with jagged rocks slamming and crushing him Stephen's faith in Christ does not diminish as shown when he prays, "Lord, do not hold this against them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SIJ80G_nETI/AAAAAAAAAAg/P5HqCLon9lQ/s1600-h/acts7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWgAg4MpfPk/SIJ80G_nETI/AAAAAAAAAAg/P5HqCLon9lQ/s320/acts7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224875752375652658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Stephen is someone I strive to be like.  Not to say look at me, look what I can do but so that people can see Christ.  I wish I had Stephen's wisdom and knowledge that is displayed in his sermon.  The dude knew his stuff.  I wish I had his boldness; so many times I have backed down or remained silent in the face of persecution.  Stephen is a great example of someone we should all strive to be like.  Knowing his story no longer makes me wish my name was spelled with a "V."  I am thankful my parents gave me this name.  I am proud of name even though I am rarely called by it and more commonly referred to as Stevo.  Jesus set the ultimate example of how I strive to live but Stephen is another example for me who shows me what is true Christ follower looks like.  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