<?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-8279541439908981516</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:34:21.694-05:00</updated><category term='hypocrites.'/><category term='Christians'/><category term='christian poetry'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Heroes'/><category term='loss'/><category term='evangelize'/><category term='republican'/><category term='caring'/><category term='the past'/><category term='heartaches'/><category term='Gods relief.'/><category term='pains'/><category term='reminiscing.'/><category term='fall of society'/><category term='witness'/><category term='dying'/><category term='the good news.'/><category term='memories'/><category term='the 80&apos;s'/><category term='introspective'/><category term='complimenting.'/><category term='share the gospel'/><category term='looking inside'/><category term='high school'/><category term='cares'/><category term='Keeping it real'/><category term='my problems'/><category term='the 90&apos;s'/><category term='democrat'/><category term='church the way it is supposed to be.'/><category term='empathy'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='giving compliments'/><category term='ugliness.'/><category term='disappointment.'/><category term='politics'/><category term='the gospel'/><category term='False Christians'/><category term='concerns'/><category term='Storms'/><category term='nostalgic'/><category term='love.'/><category term='someone who cares'/><category term='hurts'/><category term='problems'/><category term='Church'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='getting deep.'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='share the good news'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='passing away'/><category term='my church'/><category term='love'/><category term='Death'/><category term='becoming a better person'/><category term='Sadness'/><title type='text'>Chris talks out loud...</title><subtitle type='html'>Just me talking about what I think about...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-8096428858867137435</id><published>2009-10-19T14:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:10:44.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What has happened to the world today?</title><content type='html'>There have been a lot of things lately that have had me wondering what ever had to the world to get it to where it is today.&lt;div&gt;Please let me know if any of the following have ever happened to you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  You are driving and minding your own business when someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cut's&lt;/span&gt; you off and you don't even respond in any sort of way... only to have the person who cut you off than flip you off as if you have done something to them instead of vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  You are in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and smile and say hello to half a dozen people who not only don't say "hello" back but instead frown at you and than mutter to whoever they are with as if you have done something weird or unusual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Been waiting for some people to pull out of their parking spot only to have someone else pull in when it was obvious that you had been waiting there several minutes for the spot only to have them glare at you in a challenging way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Smiled and said hello back to a small child who has walked up to you and said hello first only to have the parent snatch the child away and look at you as if you were recently featured on America's Most Wanted sex offender of the week episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Been carrying a baby in a stroller (or other device) where you were in obvious difficulty and had to watch as others hurried to open the door for themselves and not take the one or two moments it would have taken to hold the door open for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  You have been honked at by another car when your light turned green and you did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; roar to life and push for 0-60 in 7 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Made ANY type of customer service phone call to wind up waiting for 5+ minutes before finally speaking to a person who acted as if they were having to pay for your situation out of their own pockets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Waited patiently in a line only to have people deliberately cut in front of you and look at you with a bad attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.   Paid $3-$5 extra dollars because of a "convenience fee" when you are just paying a bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  Dealt at all with any government employee only to receive the "if it doesn't affect my paycheck I will take my sweet time about it and act like helping you is a big bother" attitude that is so common is seems as if that is what they are trained to do when they are hired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have ever experienced ANY of the previous 10 situations (which I bet you have), than you understand what I am talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What has happened to the world that I used to know?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Customer service used to be a priority to a company and now it is something that cost you extra money to receive (try carrying a bag on to an airplane).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when people used to bake cakes to give to new neighbors to welcome them to the neighborhood and now I have lived in my current house for  2.5 years and there hasn't been 5 people that have ever talked to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People used to pride themselves on being friendly to one another but now friendliness is frowned upon (literally).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every commercial that has a man in it portrays him as a bungling idiot and every commercial with a woman in it has her portrayed in a sleazy manner... is this what the world has become?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People used to dress up for Halloween to simply have fun, but now it seems their goal is to entice and seduce others (count the number of playboy bunny outfits you see this year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past I have used blogs to try to draw conclusions and to try to come up with solutions but this one is meant for people to vent on and share their funny stories of how other people have been rude to them or for people to point out things that they see as wrong with our world today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-8096428858867137435?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/8096428858867137435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=8096428858867137435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8096428858867137435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8096428858867137435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-has-happened-to-world-today.html' title='What has happened to the world today?'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-8330292914403909096</id><published>2009-09-28T13:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:03:53.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 90&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgic'/><title type='text'>What will you be remembered for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.&lt;/i&gt;  Proverbs 22:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;In the past couple of weeks I have been researching some of the old High Schools that I have attended and I have even gotten back into contact with some of the people that I knew of were friends with.  I had some really great times in some of the High Schools that I grew up in and I was really interested in seeing just how much change has happened with some of the old friends that I used to have while growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;In coming into contact with many of my friends from the past (who have just been great people by the way - you know who you are), I have found a couple of things that have really surprised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;1.  I have been really surprised by just how many people I grew up with who are not Christian or religious in any way (this is not saying something negative about these people, it is just an observation).  While growing up I was an atheist and when I was 24 years old I became a Christian and I was truly wondering if anyone might have some insight at to why.  Geographically the schools are located in Japan, Texas, and North Carolina.  I am very open to input and would love to receive some different perspectives about why this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;2.  I have also been surprised to find out that not too many people even remember who I am (I bet I got a bunch of laugh out loud's from that one).  I am naturally a very introspective person so needless to say this got me to thinking about why only a few people would even remember me.  I mean, come on, I grew up knowing 1,000's of people and hundreds I considered my friends; why would such a small amount even remember me?  Is there something about my personality that has pushed people away or is there something about my personality that people found hard to develop a close relationship with?  I have seen that the people that I have just gotten into contact with have developed great friendships with others that we went to school with, so what happened with me?  Is this due to mistakes that I made in the past (I did make a few doozies in my time) or is this due to constantly moving around?  I am asking for some input on this so that I can see if there is something that maybe I can change about myself to make myself more accessible to others so that I can develop some lifelong friendships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;I would just like to challenge everyone reading this to contemplate their own lives and look inside of themselves to see if they are living the kind of lives in which the people they are surrounded with will remember them in 10-20 years (learn from my mistakes), and if they are the kind of person that people will always remember, what will people always remember you for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-8330292914403909096?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/8330292914403909096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=8330292914403909096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8330292914403909096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8330292914403909096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-name-is-more-desirable-than-great.html' title='What will you be remembered for?'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-3142117086585890858</id><published>2009-07-07T18:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:59:06.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passing away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'>All of the loss that I have recently seen...</title><content type='html'>Recently there has been a number of people that have passed away that I have known of.  There have been those famous people who have passed that everyone already knows about and there have been a couple of people in my own personal life that have passed away recently as well.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These other people are not famous or rich (I am not putting down anyone who is famous or rich that has recently passed away), but they were still people who had potential and lives in which they impacted many people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first one was a young man named Glen (he was only a couple of years older than me) who passed away recently.  Glenn was a person who attended the church that I pastored at last yea and he was a very good man.  He left behind a beautiful child named Emma and a special woman named Lois.  He was very educated and was involved in the ministry and he liked to help people.  He helped to make the world a better place. If the world was filled with people like Glenn, the world would be a lot more peaceful than it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second person was a child named Michael who was 2 years old.  His father is a Marine named Brian who just had back surgery and is in a wheelchair.  Brian is currently at a hospital having a nervous breakdown and could use your prayers.  Michael is survived by Brian, his mother Melissa and Joyce, not to mention his siblings.  Michael had the kind of smile that made you believe that anything was possible and he even dressed up as the Flash for Halloween.  Eyes couldn't get any more bluer than little Michael's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many of us have been affected by the loss of a loved one in our lives and in what way were we impacted by those that we have loved and lost?  How long will we remember those that have gone on before us?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember a girl that I knew that passed away 18 years ago when I was 16.  I remember the anguish, the pain, and the despair, as well as the things about this person that made me care for her.  Even to this day I still think about her and I wonder if I will ever forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but imagine what people would say about me if I passed away tonight.  What legacy will I leave behind, who have I hurt, who have I helped, is the world different because of my life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big question is what will people say about you if you were to pass away?  Is the world better because of you?  Did you help someone to believe in something?  Did you help other people?  Did you love as much as you could have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I invite everyone reading to share some stories that they might have about someone they have lost and I invite everyone to answer the questions that I have asked.  If you are one of the people blessed enough to have known either Glenn, or Michael, than I encourage you to share what you feel.  I also strongly encourage everyone to please direct your prayers to both Glenn and Michael's family.  I can only imagine just how much they might need those prayers right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This is not at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;How we thought it was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We had so many plans for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We had so many dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And now you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And left us with the memories of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And nothing we can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And nothing we can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Can take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The pain of losing you, but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We can cry with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We can say goodbye with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And we can grieve with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause we believe with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(There's a place by God's grace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a place where we'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And never have I known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Anything so hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And never have I questioned more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The wisdom of God's plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But through the cloud of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I see the Fathers smile and say well done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And I imagine you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Where you wanted most to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Seeing all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause now you're home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And now you're free, and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We have this hope as an anchor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cause we believe that everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;God promised us is true, so ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So we can cry with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And say goodbye with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We wait with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And we ache with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We hold on with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We let go with hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;chris g.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-3142117086585890858?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/3142117086585890858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=3142117086585890858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3142117086585890858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3142117086585890858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-of-loss-that-i-have-recently-seen.html' title='All of the loss that I have recently seen...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-1432642436862984192</id><published>2009-06-18T00:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:20:51.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gods relief.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storms'/><title type='text'>A song for a tough year and a half...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today's blog is going to begin with a chris g. fun fact :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have been a writer of poetry, song's, short stories, and play's since I was about 14 years old and have often used the written word to attempt to express in words what my heart feels (Maybe one day I will share some of my writings).  I'm not saying that I have done a great job but I have won $, rewards, and scholarships based on my past writings.  I was actually about to go to UNCG for their creative writing program but I felt God leading me to finish college at John Wesley College which I found to be a blessing to me in my life, ministry, and spiritual growth (I find I need to keep growing so much everyday).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We all hear songs that we have to share, or read story's that touch us, and sometimes we even hear a song in which the lyrics touch us so deeply that we have to share them as an extension of what we are feeling in our own personal lives.  Today is just a small blog about a song that recently has touched me.  I have had a rough time for a little while now with some thing's that I have been dealing with and this song seems to express it better than I can.  How often in life have we felt tossed about by a storm?  How often do we feel as if we are drowning in life's troubles?  How often do we feel as if our world is upside down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;As you read the lyrics I encourage you to maybe share with me some of the storms in life you have gone through recently... if you want to place it anonymously, than there is no way for me to know who it is that sent it (not that I would even try to search), so feel free to send your "Storm story" to me anonymously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   line-height: 20px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Storm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size:x-small;"&gt;by Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);   line-height: 20px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;"&gt;How long have I been in this storm? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Water's getting harder to tread &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With these waves crashing over my head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could just see you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything would be alright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I'd see you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This darkness would turn to light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will walk on water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you will catch me if I fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will get lost into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything will be alright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything is alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you didn't bring me out here to drown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So why am I ten feet under and upside down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barely surviving has become my purpose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'm so used to living underneath the surface &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could just see you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything would be alright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I'd see you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This darkness would turn to light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will walk on water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you will catch me if I fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will get lost into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything will be alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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half...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-35565246311379151</id><published>2009-05-20T22:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:30:43.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the good news.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share the good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><title type='text'>My testimony...</title><content type='html'>It has been months since I last blogged (not like anyone missed it, j/k, I hope), and I thought that I would share a small thing that I did for the Wednesday night bible study at church.  It is simply my testimony...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;In June of 1999 my life was changed in ways that I had never before thought were possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Way to start out my story, huh?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would it do any better if I started from what I was like before my life was changed?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;Before June of 1999 I was not the kind of person that would be standing before you now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was not the kind of guy that you would want to have dating your daughter, I was not the guy you would let house sit for you, I was not the guy that would go to college, I was not the guy who would graduate high school, I was not the guy who would even live to see 25 years of age, and to tell the truth I wasn’t even the guy you could trust with the Happy Meals at McDonalds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;The guy that I used to be was scum.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was the guy who used drugs and alcohol, I was the guy who hurt every person around him, I was the guy who hated the world, and I was the guy who was an atheist who not only didn’t believe in God, I didn’t believe in love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;But let me tell you about a weird thing that happened in 1999.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got out of the Army and one day I decided I was going to take a chance and believe that there was a God who not only existed, but a God that loved me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;From that moment my life was drastically changed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I went to college (got 2 bachelor’s degree’s), got off of drugs and alcohol (clean for 10 years now), and I feel a joy that the worst times of my life could not erase.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have changed only because of what God has done through me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was worthless and priceless at the same time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was of no value to the world, but Jesus found me to be a jewel without measure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I owe everything to the one who changed me into what I never thought I could become...I owe everything to Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Chris G.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;5/20/09&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Arial; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Arial; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just a little while longer I wanna pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can't get You off my mind so I came to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thank You Lord, just for loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Many times I do forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every need that You have met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh thank You Lord, I know You show in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You are there when I am down and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You're holding me, Your love is so amazingIt changed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here I am with all I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I raise my hands to worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanna say thank you, Lord thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For everything, for who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You cover me, You touch my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanna say thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I could have died in my sin but You saved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I didn't have any hope at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You gave me peace divine, strength to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I should have been the one to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But instead You took my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Amazing grace, it's more than just a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even though I don't deserve Your love for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You look beyond my fault and You showed me mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here I am with all I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I raise my hands to worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanna say thank you, Lord thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For everything, for who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You cover me, You touch my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanna say thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: red; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The above song is by the Katina's and the lyics just fits so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-testimony.html' title='My testimony...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-7974493038667365109</id><published>2009-02-01T18:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:54:53.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complimenting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becoming a better person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving compliments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Showing some kindness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This morning as I was teaching our Sunday School class an interesting topic came up that I am very passionate about and it wasn't even me that brought it up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was teaching on how big God is and somehow, someone brought up how Christians are supposed to be encourager's of one another and the world.  (Either my age is showing or my memory is not great, but I can not for the life of me remember how we jumped from the hugeness of God to this subject.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ah, I remember now, we were talking about how God has talked to us, and we were sharing things that God has told each of us individually to do, or things that God has told us we need to improve upon.  A wonderful person shared how his wife and him often seek to encourage and compliment others because that is what they feel God has called them to do and I couldn't agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is something that I am very passionate about.  If you have known me for any length of time than I have more than likely given you some type of compliment.  It might be your hair looks nice today, your selection of tie was a good one (I gave that one today), you are doing a great job, keep up the good work, God has given you a talent, you are wonderfully skilled, etc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I honestly believe in the power of a compliment and I think that we are supposed to help the people in the world to feel better about themselves.  The world is looking for something to make itself feel good (that's why we have drugs, alcohol, addictions), and the truest way to feel better than you ever have comes through the love and power of Jesus Christ.  Believe me, I know, I had already tried everything else before I became a Christian.  Nothing worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The bad news is that there are a lot of people that will get offended if you compliment them.  There are people that don't want to be happy, and there are people that are just looking to be angry because they are not happy in life.  That is a part of life and it is something that you can not change, you can just do your part and love others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The thing that makes it worse from a Christian standpoint is that if you want someone to not acknowledge you, you want someone to frown at you, you want someone to make you feel like you are not important, than talk to some "church" people.  I am a "young" Christian, having only given my life to Christ a decade ago, and the worst persecution and the worst treatment I have received has been at the hands of "church" people.  Please DO NOT get me wrong, the most encouraging people that have made me feel important have been in the church, but the ones that have hurt me the most have been in the church as well.  To make a point, I bet that everyone reading this can think of a person who has completely ignored them and made them feel as if they don't matter, and I bet that every person reading can place a time when they were treated cruelly by someone who was supposed to love them from the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The good news is that YOU can help to make the world a better place just by talking to someone and letting them know that they are important enough to you that you can take some time to talk to them.  Don't ignore the person that says "hi" to you in church next Sunday.  The next time a friend (or even if it is someone you don't even like), is really hurting, PLEASE reach out to them and let them know that they are worth talking to (Jesus did it for you).  The next time you are eating in a restaurant after church and you see someone who looks at you, PLEASE share a smile with them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Matthew 22:39 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-9098837228732079366</id><published>2008-12-18T20:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:39:26.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'>If we care than we will show it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I would just like to say that the purpose of me putting out this blog is in the hopes that the readers will take a look at themselves and try to make themselves more available to others who might be going through some of these things.  This particular blog is not directed towards anyone, and I am the first to admit that I myself have failed in the area that this blog addresses.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is my sincere hope that the people reading this who claim that they are Christians will not feel bad or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even angry&lt;/span&gt;, but it is my hope that they will read this and become even more open to listening and helping others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Once again, I am not calling anyone out or trying to anger anyone, I am saying my own faults in this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have recently attended a Christmas party with a group of friends and towards the end of the party a wonderful individual (who has been going through an extremely difficult time this year due to marital issues) was asked how she has been doing right as she was about to leave.  The wonderful person blew up and vented saying that she is finding out who her true friends are because the ones that have known she has been going through these things have not called or tried to find out how she has been doing and she was obviously very hurt.  The sad part is that the normal Christian approach to someone being in pain is to:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a. leave the person alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b. stay away from them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c. take a hands off approach, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d. shun them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e. act as if they have done something wrong (even when they haven't), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f. think that they deserve what they are going through , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g. or even to just drop them from your friend list(I'm not talking MySpace, I'm talking acting as if they are no longer a friend). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Christians we say :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. I'll pray for you (I am not against this,I support this, but surely we can do more for a person than remember them when talking to God.  How about we pray for them AND do something else).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. Call me (This is the most common line that I hear.  As Christians or even as decent human beings, we should take the initiative to reach out to someone we know is in pain.  Think about it, when would someone in pain finally call?  When they feel they can't take it anymore.  If you don't matter to a person enough to call them, than why should they call you?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c.  Let me know if there is anything I can do (People are not normally going to ask for something, so how about YOU/WE keep calling that person and SEE if there is anything that can be done.  Being available is sometimes the best thing a friend can do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With mush shame, I must admit that I myself am one of the people who has failed this wonderful person.  I have talked to her (when I have seen her) and I have called (2 or 3 times over the year and all of that was before/during the summer), but besides that, I myself have not reached out to "minister" to another person who claims they are a Christian when in reality I should have.  Not only have I not ministered to this wonderful person, I have not even been a very good friend to her.  As a Christian I have failed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure I have had "reasons" not to reach out.  I myself have had issues over the year, but that is no excuse to not even being a good friend to another person who was in need. The fact is that I should have been much more proactive than I have been.  The trap that "church people" or even true Christians fall into is that we become Fair weather Friends.  We are only there for each other as long as things are going great for you but if you have something that could bring us down/make us think less of you (such as a dissolving marriage, loss of a job, financial problems - all of which we coincidentally use to judge someone as a success) than we will not be there for you.  True Christians (myself included) need to make more time for others.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As this is the Christmas season, why not reach out to someone in pain (and statistics show that everyone knows someone in pain) and earn the title of being called a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once had a class in bible college in which the professor continuously stated that we should always be available for those who need us.  How can we be a minister if we are not ministering?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The place where your hearts most authentic desire calls you is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If every one's feeling it, but no one is seeing it, than how are they supposed to know it's real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);   font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace.  1st Peter 4:10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8279541439908981516-9098837228732079366?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/9098837228732079366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=9098837228732079366&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/9098837228732079366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/9098837228732079366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-we-care-than-we-will-show-it.html' title='If we care than we will show it...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-7564405950750676334</id><published>2008-11-10T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:37:58.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone who cares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerns'/><title type='text'>What is going on in your life?...</title><content type='html'>One thing that I have noticed is that in all of my blogs I have talked about how I feel, what I think, or what is going on in my life.  In this blog I want to know what is going on in YOUR life!  I want everyone reading this blog to comment back anonymously about what issues are going on in YOUR life.  If you post the comment anonymously I wont be able to tell who it is and I wont try to find out who it is either (not that I could). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just would like to know the good and the bad things that others are going through right now.  I will be happy for the good things, and for the hard times that you are going through I will pray.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that this would be a great opportunity for others to share with me what they might be going through right now.  I'm not someone who is important, but I am someone who cares and I am someone who will pray for you and love you no matter what you might be experiencing.&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/8279541439908981516-7564405950750676334?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/7564405950750676334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=7564405950750676334&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/7564405950750676334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/7564405950750676334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-going-on-in-your-life.html' title='What is going on in your life?...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-3621565891177824133</id><published>2008-11-03T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:38:42.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugliness.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The ugliness of politics...</title><content type='html'>There is something that is not new to politics this year, but there is something that I have noticed this year more than any other.  Ugliness...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year has been the ugliest year that I can ever remember involving politics and quite frankly it is pretty disgusting.  I'm not talking about ugliness as far as appearance goes, but I am referring to the ugliness that is shown by one person to another when a complete lack of care or concern is shown towards another human being.  Being ugly is when you only care about what you want and disregard another person simply because they have a differing opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some examples of ugliness that I have seen this year are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less than a month ago when my wife and I went to the Fall Festival in our town (which is one of my favorite things in the world, by the way) and I decided to wear a shirt that supports a friend of ours who is running for the County Board of Education.  The Board of Education is not a "Republican" or "Democrat" type of election.  It is not run based on a political party at all and as a matter of fact only one candidate  (of the 8) even says anything about their political party (not the person who's shirt I was wearing though).  Anyways, I put on the shirt and walked across the shirt when a complete stranger (neither my wife or I know her) walks up and ask me "Is that shirt for a Republican?"  Although my friend is not running as a Republican I do know that she is a Republican so I answered the young lady with a "Yes, she is".  The young lady than told me "Than you should be shot " with a serious look on her face.  This was one of those moments in life where you are unsure of whether or not a person is joking, but the hate in her eyes told the truth and my wife and I were quite shocked.  I told her "That is the ugliest thing that has been said to me all day", and than I told her that "I hope that you have a nice day".  She said "Yeah, right, until I walk away".  I said "No, I really hope that you have a nice day" and than my wife and I walked away from her.  This is not a made up story and it is not exaggerated either.  This amount of ugliness really happened to me and all I did was put on a t-shirt!  Now, this true example is NOT meant to show that "Democrat's" are wrong and ugly, for I am quite sure that there are "Republicans" who are doing this type of things as well, but still, regardless of political party, ugly is ugly and wrong is wrong.  Is this the best we can do?  Is this as good as we can be to one another?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another example of ugliness actually happened today when my wife forwarded a message from a friend of hers to some of her own friends.  This message had some information about one of the presidential candidates in it and my wife was just trying to share the info.  I know that I have gotten info from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; sides and all I do is read them and throw them away.  Two of these people, that mean quite a bit to my wife, e-mailed her back ugly messages where they called her names and made false accusations about her.  These two people really meant a lot to my wife and that is how she gets treated?  If you don't agree and if you are voting for someone else than just delete the message if that is what you think.  I have seen another friend of mine get chewed out and cussed at via e-mail because he just had a different opinion than someone else.  Is that any way to act? Is this as beautiful as America can get towards one another when it tries to pick the person to run the country?  It is no wonder that we are having the difficulty that we are having when we cant even listen to each other and at least TRY to work together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't matter if you are a Republican or a Democrat, you should have common courtesy and decency when dealing with other people.  If you disagree than don't hang out with that person instead of cussing them out of treating them as if they don't matter... everyone matters so please treat each other as if we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-3621565891177824133?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/3621565891177824133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=3621565891177824133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3621565891177824133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3621565891177824133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugliness-of-politics.html' title='The ugliness of politics...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-1192443741157775746</id><published>2008-10-11T23:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:19:47.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring'/><title type='text'>To whom it may concern...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;This is probably the saddest blog that I have ever written or will probably ever write.  Before I begin though I want it to be first known that I am not trying to make anyone feel bad... but I am trying to let people think about their lives and their actions.  I know that I have looked at my life and I have found myself lacking.  So I have just three quick questions for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;My first question is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;1. Who has felt you love them today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Notice the phrasing of the sentence.  I'm not asking who has HEARD you say that you love them or who KNOWS that you love them, but really take a moment to think to yourself... who has FELT you love them today?  Have you taken any time today to listen to someone that you feel is in pain or have you taken the opportunity to show someone that you care by doing something with someone that you know is lonely?  While making a phone call to someone to let them know that you have thought about them is great (I have done this myself), could you have done more for that person than just make a 15 second phone call?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;2. Could you have done more for another person today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Have there been any times today in which you could have done something for / with someone and instead you did something for yourself?  You could and can make a difference in a person's life and not even realize that you do.  The smallest bit of kindness can make the largest difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;3. Could you have helped someone to love themselves more today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A simple compliment can shape another person's world for a day... if a compliment is given.  The easiest way to help someone to love themselves is to remind them how great they are.  EVERYONE has something good that they do.  If it is playing video games, take some time to tell that person how good they are at video games.  If they are skilled in singing than let them know how proud of them you are.  If they are a nice person then let them know how special they are.  EVERYBODY has something great about themselves, sometimes it is good to remind them of that.  Be warned however, you will probably get a weird look at first when you do this because people are not used to this.  They will either ask you if you are all right, or they will feel uncomfortable.  Sadly, some people will even get upset.  But, you are doing a good thing and keep it up.  Your friend will think about your compliment and it will matter to them.  People in this time period are just unused to giving/receiving compliments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;What is sad about this blog is that there are so many people who are down, hurting, and feel so alone.  Every single person that is reading this blog knows someone that is down, hurting, or lonely, even if they are unaware that that person is feeling these emotions.  Please, please, take a look at those who you are close to and see if they might be people that could use some love.  Even if they don't seem to need it, feeling loved for a day would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; make someone feel better regardless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 22:39 - Love your neighbor as yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                               With love and prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                                 chris &lt;/span&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/8279541439908981516-1192443741157775746?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/1192443741157775746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=1192443741157775746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/1192443741157775746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/1192443741157775746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To whom it may concern...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-971331525300174685</id><published>2008-09-15T12:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:23:32.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church the way it is supposed to be.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>What i love about my church...</title><content type='html'>Since I normally spend so much time complaining (venting) about things I see in life that I think are wrong, today I will brag about something that I think is pretty great... My church.  I know that no church is perfect and I am not claiming that this church is, but I am claiming that this is a great church, and it is a church that I am proud of.  &lt;div&gt;To start things off I will let you know about the church.  It is a small church about 12 minutes outside of the city.  There were 53 people there this past Sunday and there were 9 children for children's church.  The last youth meeting had 13 youth and although the church is small you can just feel the love and the excitement and you can just see the growth every week.  You might be saying to yourself, "If there are only 53 people then how is it growing?"  Well, 2 years ago they had only 17 people.  The age group is pretty varied but about 65% of the church is middle age/elderly and there are lots of children and many young families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that I love about my church...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Generosity - I have seen this church not just say that they want to help people, but I have seen this church reach into their own pockets and give not just their money but also their time to help other people out.  Their was once a time when they were given the "opportunity" to help out someone and without batting an eye they said "What else is the church for?"  This is far from a rich church but it sure does enjoy giving as if it was a rich church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Loving - "You shall know my people for they will have love for one another."  You can feel the love from the people if you ever attend a worship service with us.  The people are genuine and very friendly.  My church is not a church you will go to and be ignored.  My church is a church in which you will leave feeling as if you have made some new friends.  The greeting and fellowship  time (that time where everyone walks around and shakes hands with one another), can easily go for 10 minutes because the people just want to find out how each other is doing and because they want to smile and find out about each other... my church is interested in who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Open minded - This past Sunday my wife and I had a friend come over and sing a song to the church for worship.  My friend has a beautiful voice and is very talented and God has surely given her a gift, but still I thought that some people would get upset because the style of song was contemporary.  Remember that the average age of this small little country church is middle age/elderly.  I thought for certain that somebody would have a problem when my friend started to sing a Bethany Dillon song that sound real "poppy".  Imagine my surprise (and shame for not giving my church enough credit) when my church gave the loudest and most enthusiastic applause that I have ever heard them give.  Imagine my surprise again when so many of the middle age/elderly people came up and thanked my friend and gave her sincere love for the song that she song.  Now that you have imagined my surprise and shame imagine my pride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Strength - My church is just a little old church , but it is a church that is strong enough to have lasted 125+ years and it is a strong enough church to fight against an organization that it no longer wants to be a part of.  For those who are unaware, my "little" old church used to be Methodist but my "little" old church decided to take a stand against the large denomination when my "little" old church didn't agree with many of the things that the Methodist denomination was accepting.  My "little" old church is now fighting for it's very survival for what it believes is right and I KNOW that my "little" old church is going to win.  How "little" was David when he fought Goliath?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Unity - The day of Pentecost was successful for 2 reasons.  The first reason was because the Holy Spirit came down and touched the people.  The second reason is because the people were united and all in one accord.  My church is united and if one person should fall then the rest of the church will pick that person up and carry them until they can walk on their own again.  My church voted 100% to leave the Methodist denomination and that is unheard of.  My church is united in making a difference and helping people not just helping themselves.  My church is united in wanting to serve God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if I seemed to be bragging about my church but it is because I really am proud of my church.  This is a church filled with great people who want to do God's work and this is the kind of church that makes me proud and happy to be a Christian.  I know that if I have lived a less than perfect life these people would not look down their noses at me and I know that they would love me just the same.  I love my church because it is not mine so much as it is God's church and I'm just happy to be there.  I love my church because there is no drama, no back stabbing, no hurting one another, and no pettiness (I am not saying that all churches have those, but the few ones that do have those things do give the rest of the churches a bad name, so please do not think that I am writing about any church in particular).  I love my church because it loves me and my family and that is what Christianity is all about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My church is named Mount Pleasant Community Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-971331525300174685?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/971331525300174685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=971331525300174685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/971331525300174685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/971331525300174685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-love-about-my-church.html' title='What i love about my church...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-6454401562002032172</id><published>2008-09-08T15:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:52:55.368-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting deep.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking inside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping it real'/><title type='text'>Something different...</title><content type='html'>The other day I was thinking about how it seems (at least to me) that maybe all that I have done so far on my blog is just say what things I think are bad about the world without maybe saying anything bad about myself.  I don't want for anyone to ever be able to say to me that I think that their is nothing wrong with me, so with that in mind I am going to become very vulnerable in this blog and open up about what things I think are wrong with me.  Please feel free to add other things about me that you believe are flaws, things wrong with me, or things that I should work on.  I know that I have a lot of work in order to become the person that I want to be and I am open to helpful suggestions.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  I think that my sense of humor often hurts me in reaching out to people.  I don't have a bad sense of humor, or a dirty sense of humor, but my sense of humor can often be sarcastic and I believe that I often offend people without really wanting or meaning to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  I have been told recently that I come across as arrogant and if that is true than I would definitely like to change that.  I truly don't think of myself as better than anyone else and I really don't feel that I am above others.  I am on the look out for this habit in myself  so that I can make sure that I don't do this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  I have a VERY difficult time in trusting other people.  This is very obvious to me because this is something that I feel everyday.  I believe that the reason for my lack of trust in others is due to how I was raised, and because of the amount of betrayal that I have experienced in my life.  I want to get better at trusting others so that I can build deeper and closer relationships with other people.  I currently only trust about 5 people in this world and I would like to be able to trust so many more than I currently do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  I feel as if I am very demanding of my friends and of other people.  I think that a lot of this is because of how demanding I am of myself and I would like to become more carefree towards my friends and myself. I don't want to push others away and therefore miss out on their great friendships because of my being demanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  I am a very insecure person.  I am really going to open up the vulnerable can on this one by saying things that I am insecure about:  &lt;/span&gt;my weight, I feel as if I don't have any friends, I don't really feel as if I have accomplished anything in my life, I have yet to influence the world in the way that I would like to, I feel as if no one truly loves me (but God), I find that I find myself to be unworthy of love (but from God, I know He loves me), I don't really have any talents worth mentioning, there are things in life that I would love to do but I can't really do them now...  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just to name a few.  Please do not respond with things that are supposed to make me feel less insecure.  I am not doing this blog to fish for compliments but I am doing this blog to be as sincere and real as I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6.  I have some phobias in my life that really affect my living and I let these phobias affect my life.  I really wish that I could overcome these, but they are a huge thorn in my side and I have lacked the strength to defeat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7.  I have really let things get me down this year and that is probably my deepest regret.  As a Christian I wish that I would have been a much stronger person than I have been this year and I feel that I could have accomplished so much more had I had a more positive demeanor and attitude this year.  As a Pastor I do not feel as if I have been the persevering role model through problems that I should have been, even if not too many people have been aware of the problems that I have faced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8.  I often wish for things that I don't have and I let these things get me down.  I'm not jealous, or covetous, but I do get down on myself when I think of how I don't have this thing or that thing.  I wish that I had a family (children, closer blood relatives), or a job that I felt called to, or more friends, or enough money to pay all of my bills, or a better car for my wife that would be able to pass the inspection that was due on it two months ago, or a closer relationship to God that it seems to me that other people have that I seem to be lacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9.  My wife says that I am a very judgmental person. I do not think that I am, but I do respect her opinion enough to believe that this is something that I just don't realize about myself.  I don't want to prejudge people because there is a lot that I might miss out on who a person truly is by doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So far these are the only things that I could come up with.  If you have any comments that might be able to help me than please leave feedback.  If there are other things that you think of that you believe that I should work on these please let me know.  If you would like to be anonymous I understand and all you have to do is put anonymous and even I would be unable to find out who you are.  If you are unable to come up with anything than I ask that you would please remember me in your prayers and I ask that you would pray that I improve as a person due to this endeavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris R. Gordon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-6454401562002032172?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/6454401562002032172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=6454401562002032172&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/6454401562002032172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/6454401562002032172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-different.html' title='Something different...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-8531401499228411376</id><published>2008-08-25T15:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:23:00.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='False Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypocrites.'/><title type='text'>The other day at bible study...</title><content type='html'>During the past week when I was at a bible study there was something said that made me really think.  During the study the topic of other denominations came up and one person made the statement that this one particular denomination hurts the cause of Christianity more than anything else, and it got me to thinking about what truly does the most damage to Christianity.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that Christians do more damage to the cause of Christianity than anything else.  In my ten years of being a Christian the worst people that I have met are those that are professing to be Christians and the people that have treated me the worst, lied to me the most, and been downright cruel the most, have been Christians as well.  I believe the reason that Christianity is not blossoming in America is because people are not seeing the so called love that Christians are supposed to be showing.  Christians are not showing Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A common occurrence  that I have seen is Christians KNOWING that a person is suffering or in pain and than doing NOTHING to help the person.  Often times people are too busy to help it seems.  Yet, I am sure these people that are too busy still manage to watch American Idol or some other TV show. I have seen this from laymen, deacons,  board members, even all the way up to Pastors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please do not get me wrong, I love my brothers and sisters in Christ, but I can't help but write down what I have personally seen and while the worst people I have met have claimed to be Christians, the best people that I have known have been Christians.  I have seen many Christians reach out unselfishly to help another person and as a matter of fact I have seen two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; instances in the past week alone of Christians helping others while asking nothing in return, but for the most part I have seen people that claim they are Christians or people who even are Christians care little to less about the heartache and pain that they see others around them undergo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that this is why Christians have a stigma about revealing anything wrong that might be happening in their lives or that there might be any trouble.  Christians know that their might be little to no empathy or sympathy and that instead of love they might actually get attacked for; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lack of faith, 2. sin in their life, 3. opening themselves up to the devil, 4. God holding them accountable&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of which I have actually heard someone say about another person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will end this blog with a challenge to anyone reading this.  I challenge you to reach out with love (not the gospel, the gospel will be shown through your love) to someone who needs a loving ear or a helping hand.  Pray that God will bring someone who needs you into your life and than show them what a Christian is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-8531401499228411376?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/8531401499228411376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=8531401499228411376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8531401499228411376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8531401499228411376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-day-at-bible-study.html' title='The other day at bible study...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-8878304185131016679</id><published>2008-08-09T22:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:43:47.627-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes'/><title type='text'>People's heroes...</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I was listening to 107.5, which is a popular local radio station in this area, and I heard a commercial that I had never heard before.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st off - I do not normally listen to this station (or any radio for that matter), but today I was lazy and just left it on so that I could hear noise while I was driving.  I am a comic book fan so when I heard a commercial about kryptonite, I paid attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately this commercial was about a club called Club Kryptonite that was having a "kids under 18 years old" special.  They said kids under the age of 18 years old get in free and that all drinks were half off.  Then (and it gets better), they announced that Ron Jeremy was going to be there when they host there "pimps and ho's" night.  For those who are unaware, Ron Jeremy was a famous porn star from the 1970's and 1980's, and apparently he is someone who is of such value to peoples lives that kids under the age of 18 would love to meet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really saddened me about this commercial was that I realized that Ron Jeremy (someone who has given nothing to society but filth), has become a hero and role model to our youth and to so many.  Ron Jeremy has done nothing but become famous for filth and apparently being famous is all that people care about anymore.  Style over substance, and in this case no style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When did porn stars become porn stars, or adult actors and adult actresses?  I remember when they didn't even have a name for them.  Now there are teenage girls that drive around with porn star stickers on their cars and for some reason their parents let them have those kind of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to me that our society has really taken a turn for the worse when kids look up to people who have sex for a living and Mother Theresa is someone that most kids don't even know about.  Where are the morals that we once had when the Pussycat Dolls (who are just girls that used to be strippers who dance around the one girl who can sing as suggestively as possible) are a top act that even sings on So You Think You Can Dance?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superman has been looked down or for "being a boy scout" because he stands for truth, justice, and the American way (which in Smallville and The Superman Returns movie they took American out and put in the words "all that stuff" to be PC), but child molesters are now victims because they are no longer able to be Boy Scout Troop leaders and The Boy Scouts are bad guys because they did not want to allow that into their organization?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a society, where are our standard's?  Killing convicted murderers through the death penalty is inhumane but killing children in the womb is a person's choice?  Why are there not people standing up in outrage to all of the wrong that they see?  And why are there so many people who just stand back and do nothing, in the fear that they will make waves?  I PRAY that before I die I will have made waves in this world and I PRAY that I will make a difference for the better.  As a Christian I feel a strong conviction to do this that can not be stopped, but even if I were not a Christian I would want to take a stand against all of the things that I see wrong in the world because I love the world and want the best for the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What disappoints me though is how alone I feel whenever I do stand up for the right things.  Whenever I do take a stand I look around and see myself standing alone and that is something that shouldn't be happening.  People will stand together for the wrong things but I think that people do not want to be labeled as "the Christian" or as a "bigot" or as a "hate monger" just because they are standing up for what they believe to be right.  If someone has the privilege to stand up against Christianity, then why don't Christian's have the privilege to stand up for themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no solutions that I have to this, just a sharing of what I see and feel.  America, please wake up and pick better role models than Brittney Spears and Paris Hilton, and start looking to people who have contributed in some positive way to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evil only truly wins when good men sit back and do nothing...&lt;/span&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/8279541439908981516-8878304185131016679?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/8878304185131016679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=8878304185131016679&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8878304185131016679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/8878304185131016679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/08/peoples-heroes.html' title='People&apos;s heroes...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279541439908981516.post-3897785224914083612</id><published>2008-08-07T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:07:48.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>My first Blog...</title><content type='html'>A lot of you might not know this, but I used to love writing and there have been times in my life in which I have used writing as an outlet for the emotions that I was experiencing.  Thanks to the example of a friend of mine who I have seen use his blog quite effectively, I have decided to start my own, and I find it quite fitting that I use one of my poems to begin my blogging career. Don't worry, I wont have poetry on anymore blogs after this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoTitle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Call for Purpose&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Sitting alone I stare at the walls in my mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Looking for purpose, or a reason to find&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Something to hold to, something that’s mine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Something that gives me a reason to shine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;My mind is a muscle that twists as it grows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;And shares in the knowledge of things that it knows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I believe in the truth of the things I can’t see&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;And I look to the cross for the things I can be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I’m a light that is blind with a heart that is dark&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;A stranger alone, all in black, in the park&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I cry to be saved as I cry out His name&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I live to die daily and I live with my shame&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I was lost and I needed a change in my heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;So I took all the love that was there from the start&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I look in the mirror with disgust on my face&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;And with slow-moving thoughts I realize my place&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Is to love Him and serve Him with all I hold true&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;And if I love Him and serve Him, I’ll love and serve you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I’m a human, I fail and I fall everyday&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;But the truth is in Him; He’s the light and the way&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;He’s pure, true, and holy, He’s known as the One&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;His name is Jesus, He’s God’s only Son&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;With arms open wide, He was nailed to a cross&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;He stayed there in pain just to save all the lost&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;He just wants to hold you and help ease your pain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;So commit to pure love and commit to a change&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Were not promised tomorrow, were just given today&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;So come just as you are to this altar and pray…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;line-height: 150%; "&gt; Chris Gordon&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;January 2004&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279541439908981516-3897785224914083612?l=chrisgo316.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/feeds/3897785224914083612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8279541439908981516&amp;postID=3897785224914083612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3897785224914083612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279541439908981516/posts/default/3897785224914083612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisgo316.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-blog.html' title='My first Blog...'/><author><name>Chris G's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07473219258999673927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXcbj2jsmoc/SJvBavoVoOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vLUi-fo1jDs/s1600-R/Chris%2BG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
