<?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-5480223560816977966</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:36:04.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Pastor D. David Kessler</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6223045737329274179</id><published>2012-02-10T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:36:04.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This week I had quite the silly day and it showed up on Facebook. &amp;nbsp;A friend of mine from high school celebrated in his comment, "Kessler's back!" &amp;nbsp;The next day I posted that I was feeling more "dignified" to which my friend expressed a "boooooo" and his desire for "yesterday's Kessler." &amp;nbsp;A thought I'm sure my wife and he would have to sit on opposite sides of the aisle on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I know he was referring to the lighter post of the day before, but I was stuck on the words "yesterday's Kessler." &amp;nbsp;(Which by the way does need to happen more often. &amp;nbsp;I am a very firm believer in we could all stand to lighten up a little.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Let's be honest, other than a simpler lifestyle, less flesh on TV, lower prices, and a 90 kazillillon dollar nation debt, yesterday has little to offer me. &amp;nbsp;So, although "yesterday's Kessler" wore pants that had a smaller waistline I was thinking through some reasons why I'm glad he's not around.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 1. &amp;nbsp;He didn't know how to be himself. &amp;nbsp;He was really focused on watching other people and trying be them. &amp;nbsp;He had a hard time just being who God made him to be.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 2. He didn't know he was human. &amp;nbsp;There's nothing like a physical limitation to remind you of how human you really are and how precious and fragile life really is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 3. He didn't take the faith journey seriously enough. &amp;nbsp;No excuses. &amp;nbsp;You know in your heart of heart when you're taking it serious and when you're not. &amp;nbsp;For too long I don't think I did.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 4. He didn't know how to be a husband. &amp;nbsp;That takes time. &amp;nbsp;I'm still learning. &amp;nbsp;But, the "old Kessler" didn't know what he didn't know.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 5. &amp;nbsp;He didn't know how to reflect. &amp;nbsp;Maybe that's a phase I'm going through now. &amp;nbsp;I like thinking on God, friends, prayer, the Word. &amp;nbsp;I think reflecting is cleansing. &amp;nbsp;"Old Kessler" thought only mirrors reflected, and they were for girls.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 6. &amp;nbsp;He didn't know how to walk on the water. &amp;nbsp;Now that I'm flawless I realize how easy it is to be me. &amp;nbsp;That's why I wouldn't want to be the "old me," it was too much work to pretend to be flawless. &amp;nbsp;Oh, but not pretending anymore, that's liberating.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 7. &amp;nbsp;Of course I know #6 isn't true. &amp;nbsp;And the "old Kessler" knew that too. &amp;nbsp;The difference is the "old Kessler" hated and hid the truth of it and the "new Kessler" is learning not to. &amp;nbsp;I'm a follower of Christ. &amp;nbsp;I'm not flawless - He is. &amp;nbsp;I'm not a Savior - He is. &amp;nbsp;I'm not the leader - He is. &amp;nbsp;I'm not called to save the world - He is. &amp;nbsp;I'm not the miracle worker - He is. &amp;nbsp;I am a follower. &amp;nbsp;The "old Kessler" didn't understand that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Dave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6223045737329274179?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6223045737329274179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6223045737329274179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6223045737329274179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6223045737329274179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2012/02/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4665676094689602468</id><published>2012-02-03T09:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T13:18:55.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>language...</title><content type='html'>I read about orthomyxoviridae. Those pesky little viruses that have been visiting so many of our homes.  Flu. “Hemagglutinin and neuraminidase molecules cluster into a bulge in the cell membrane.”  I know that because I read it on Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder some of us didn’t feel good our hemagglutinins were clustered with our neuraminithingys!  Nothing good can come of that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the about the common flu is like reading the list of possible side effects of a prescription.  Intimidating.  Read the possible side effects for a prescription for an antibiotic and you may need an antidepressant too.  Frustrating.  Read the possible side effects of an antidepressant and you need a vacation.  Overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Bowl!  Just the word will cause some to salivate and others to yawn.  And let’s be honest, drop the male female stereotype here - both do both.  Forget the intricacies of the game, the strategies of timeout management, the passing game and running game, penalties, shots on goal, birdies, double dribble, and what partner’s best even mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the voice wasn’t on the commercial most wouldn’t even know what in the world a Super Bowl XLVI was!   How do you even pronounce Xlvi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a language issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people don’t understand the language they tend to devalue what isn’t understood.  “It’s only____________.  It’s not that big of a deal. I really don’t care.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think this through - the last thing that you “devalued,” was it something that someone else valued and you didn’t understand why?  The last time someone devalued something you valued was it possible that they didn’t understand the code?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now think about being someone who is walking into your church as a guest.  We just talked to them about our “hemagglutinin and neuraminidase” or our “half back option.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should keep the good news real.  I think we should keep the good news reachable.  I think we should not get too big for our own religious britches.  I think we should be sure we are there for those who might not know our language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4665676094689602468?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4665676094689602468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4665676094689602468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4665676094689602468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4665676094689602468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2012/02/language.html' title='language...'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2170847174283810757</id><published>2012-01-27T09:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:26:54.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#222222"&gt;I got a couple new books this week.  I thought it would be a good idea to read from this author since he will be leading the Doctoral program I intend to start later in the year.  I just picked a couple titles from the long list he's written.  One was recommended to me and one that I… I just picked because I couldn't get the one I really wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I write this on Thursday night (which is troublesome for the literalist and the "friday thought" thing) because I have a funeral to attend in the morning and it is my intent to spend most of my evening in that "other book."  It turns out that the one I "just picked" is the closest book I have see in years to communicating my heart for the church and pastoral ministry.  As I thumb through it, it makes my heart race!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;It also turns out that it is on the very word that I have been preparing to preach on for over two weeks now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I'll give you a hint to the key to your call and mine.  I'll tip my hand.  Brace yourself.  It's all about following Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Yawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;We are good at believing in; we love knowing about; we will even dabble in talking about Christ.  But following is rare.  At least Biblical following is.  Maybe it's time for us to be honest about it.  If we don't have the fruit of Christ it's safe to assume we are not following too close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I think we've misunderstood what that means.  I think I'm going to spend some time getting into that topic.  It'll be a good book only to the degree that it draws me to the Word.  I'll let you know what I find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Excited,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2170847174283810757?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2170847174283810757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2170847174283810757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2170847174283810757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2170847174283810757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2012/01/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2835141881109399915</id><published>2012-01-20T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:31:32.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#222222"&gt;I almost couldn't believe my ears.  I heard a Democrat say that the national unemployment rate was coming down.  A Republican followed the point with the claim that the number was inaccurate because it didn't account for those who have given up on finding a job.  The Republicans said the Democrats hid the real numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Two days later.  The Republican Governor of Michigan shared the news that the unemployment rate of the State was coming down.  The news story was followed by a Democrat saying that the numbers aren't accurate because they didn't account for those who have given up on finding a job.  They said they hid the real numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I remember conversations a lot like that when I was in Mrs. Black's 3rd grade classroom.  The issue wasn't unemployment but the basic tone was the same (for the record it was my friend Spike's fault - I remember).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Is anyone getting tired of this?  My trust-o-meter is running low.  Talk shows, editorials, blogs, debates, comments on blogs, and even conversations are including more visceral anger and insults to having a differing view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;At the risk of sounding arrogant as a pastor I would like to proclaim that there is hope for our Nation and it is not in the election of a Congressman, Senator, or President.  The answer is not in adding another law or reforming an existing one.  We will not fix this Nation by choosing the right side and defeating the wrong side.  And it will not be found in hunting down and killing every enemy we can find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;God has woven the answer for the nations into the fabric of the churches of the nations.  When they stop being self centered and self seeking, when they find the heart of priorities that are eternal, when they throw programs aside and minister to souls, when they hold the call of Christ higher than the traditions of man, when they let the Spirit of God empower them to be the men and women of God in work places and schools, when they quit fighting with each other and carry the cross they've been given, when they quit shopping for the perfect church and give themselves to servanthood, when they spend their life being the Church rather than going to church - then we will be in a healthy condition to help elect leaders to direct a nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Until then, I'm afraid we're just adding to the noise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Praying For the Church,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2835141881109399915?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2835141881109399915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2835141881109399915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2835141881109399915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2835141881109399915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2012/01/politics.html' title='Politics!'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1132754551334270763</id><published>2012-01-13T11:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:03:01.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Grinning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#222222"&gt;As I sit in my office at home and look out the window at the trees I find myself singing, "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas" - on January the 13th.  I wonder, if Winter starts a month and a half late does that mean it has to last a month and a half longer?  I'd be o.k. if it didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;There's something about this day, and the few inches of snow that fell overnight, that hums a tune of newness.  It kind of feels like a New Years Day.  I'm smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Let me share with you a few things I'm grinning about this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;1.  I had an appointment with my Neurologist yesterday that went very well.  On the way out he told his receptionist that if I needed him she was to remember that I was on the "short list" and he wanted to know about it right away.  He said, "You're a good guy, I wanna take good care of you."  That made me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;2.  I used my snowblower this morning.  That always makes me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;3.  Leah and I were at a wonderful church near Toledo last Sunday.  It was exciting to feel the atmosphere of God's presence there.  I left knowing that God is moving in many ways and in many places.  I'm glad that I have a church family that I miss when I'm not there.  Today I'm looking forward to Sunday and the atmosphere that the Holy Spirit brings to our church through the wonderful people that gather to worship and grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;4.  Jesus is not a politician.  I've been listening to some of the political news and trying to make sense of some things this week.  I can't.  Inherent within elected office is the need to exaggerate self and discredit opponents.  There is a constant finger on the pulse of compromise to attempt to please as many people as possible and still be able to represent the label you claim. Jesus would have made a terrible politician.  I don't think he'd care about interest rates when there are more people in slavery now than at any time in history.  There are more people persecuted for faith now than in any time in history.  Jesus doesn't need my vote.  That makes me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;5.  A friend Skyped me this morning to talk.  It still cracks me up that we can have video chats.  Encouragement comes in many forms.  Seeing a friend's smile that lives a long way away is one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;6.  I am learning about courage as I study and meditate on the topic for this sermon series.  I'm grinning about that because only God would ask you to be something, show you what it looks like to be that, give you the ability to live it, and love you as if the whole thing was your idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;It's Friday, it snowed, it's God's Kingdom, and I'm just grinning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1132754551334270763?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1132754551334270763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1132754551334270763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1132754551334270763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1132754551334270763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-grinning.html' title='I&apos;m Grinning'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5362527478954439927</id><published>2011-12-30T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:46:00.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of the Stuff I Read This Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Story&lt;/i&gt;,by Steven James.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;This is my daughter’s book that she will probably neverget back.&amp;nbsp; A very creative and poetic look at the Biblical account oflife.&amp;nbsp; I really liked his writing style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“Somepeople picture God as a doddering grandpappy in heaven.&amp;nbsp; But intruth,&amp;nbsp;he’s more like an impassioned young lover swinging his bride acrossthe dance floor.&amp;nbsp; Jesus didn’t arrive on earth to debate theology but topropose marriage.&amp;nbsp; In a very real spiritual sense, God is courtingus.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TheRelationship Principles of Jesus&lt;/i&gt;, by Tom Holladay.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;The point of this bookis healthy relationships.&amp;nbsp; The book is based on 6 relationshipprinciples.&amp;nbsp; It is a 40 day look at the foundation of relationships.&amp;nbsp;Would be a good book for a small group to travel through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“Youcan’t command an emotion, but you can command and action.&amp;nbsp; When Jesus says,‘I command you to love one another,’ he’s not saying ‘Feel this way’; he’s saying,‘Act this way.’&amp;nbsp; Act with love toward another person.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Follow&lt;/i&gt;,by Floyd McClung.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;I read three books that really cut pretty deep.&amp;nbsp; Idon’t recommend you read them together, it’s a little overwhelming.&amp;nbsp;Follow, and Richards Stearns, the Hole in our Gospel, and David Platt, Radical.&amp;nbsp;All great books with a lot of challenge as to how we view and live life in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; All of them have a lot ofgreat quotes I could share, but consider this from &lt;i&gt;Follow&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“Thosewho are considering becoming, or are already committed to being fully devotedfollowers of Jesus must count the cost of putting Him first in theirlives.&amp;nbsp; That doesn’t mean renouncing who He created you to be, butrenouncing the false beliefs and behaviors that have kept you from being all Hecreated you to be.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Calledto be Holy&lt;/i&gt;, by John N. Oswalt.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;This is a reading meal that requiresputting your thinking cap on.&amp;nbsp; Oswalt is a theologian that comes from theperspective that I closely align with.&amp;nbsp; This is a great understanding of aBiblical view of holiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“WhenGod calls his people to be holy as he is holy, he is not merely asking them tolive lives exclusively dedicated to him.&amp;nbsp; Neither is he asking them to be especiallyreligious.&amp;nbsp; Rather, he is calling them to share his unique character, onethat will alter how they approach every aspect of their lives.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TheNecessity of Prayer&lt;/i&gt;, by EM Bounds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; I got hold of a classic collection byEM Bounds on prayer that has 8 of his books in one volume.&amp;nbsp; I’m readingone at a time over a the period of the next couple years.&amp;nbsp; Some of myfavorite reads are classics.&amp;nbsp; They were written before the publisher andaudience dictated how something was said.&amp;nbsp; It wasn’t about selling a book,it was about saying the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“Prayeris an essential phase of spiritual habit, but it ceases to be prayer whencarried on by habit alone.&amp;nbsp; It is depth and intensity of spiritual desirethat give intensity and depth to prayer.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;“Theearly Methodists had no heating apparatus in their churches.&amp;nbsp; They saidthat the flame in the pew and the fire in the pulpit must be sufficient to keepthem warm.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;TheDekker trilogy, &lt;i&gt;Black&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Red&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;White&lt;/i&gt;, is my fiction reading that was a totalblast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Everymarried couple should read &lt;i&gt;Sacred Marriage&lt;/i&gt; by Gary Thomas. This is amust read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Ravi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; Zacharias, &lt;i&gt;Has ChristianityFailed You&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;nbsp; I liked a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bonhoeffer:Pastor, Martyr, Spy&lt;/i&gt;, by Eric Metaxas was very interesting if you’re intohistory during the Hitler regime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;If youlike to look at church issues I liked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Rethinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; by James Emery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Ignite&lt;/i&gt;, byNelson Searcy has some good ideas in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TheThree Hardest Words&lt;/i&gt;, by Leonard Sweet was good also.&amp;nbsp; I’m sure I’m goingto read a lot more of his stuff.&amp;nbsp; He is leading the Doctoral program Iwill start later in 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OneConversation at a Time&lt;/i&gt;, by Michael Henderson is great on telling your Godstory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;They allmust be closed and put on a shelf with the others that I read.&amp;nbsp; Each bookis of value only to the degree that is leads me to the truth of the Bible andbrings me to a place of growth. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Lookingforward to a new year of learning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;PastorDave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/5480223560816977966-5362527478954439927?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5362527478954439927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5362527478954439927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5362527478954439927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5362527478954439927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-by-steven-james.html' title='Some of the Stuff I Read This Year'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5944239208158917218</id><published>2011-12-23T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:05:28.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#222222"&gt;In my reading the book of Mark I just noticed that on Christmas day I will be on the 16th chapter.  I will start Christmas day with the account of the resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I'm finding that interesting to think through.  The account of the birth and the account of the empty tomb are not so far apart. The traditional songs and decorations are different and we celebrate them in different ways, but they are both about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;God brought life on both Christmas and Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Christmas is the cry of an infant and Easter is the cry of a warrior.  Christmas is the humble beginning and Easter is the dazzling restart.  Christmas is about being human and Easter is about being divine.  The days are different and yet they are inextricably linked.  We can celebrate the birth of Christ because of the resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;I won't mess with years of tradition or the liturgical calendar, but I wonder what would happen if we combined days.  What if we celebrated "Christter?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;If the day represented both the birth and resurrection of Christ would we still have to buy each other presents and wear our best clothes?  Would we still sit on the red guy's lap and hunt for plastic eggs filled with candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;If we were starting a new holy day (holiday) to celebrate the life and re-life of Christ how would it be different from the two days we have now?  I wonder, what would the songs be like?   How would we decorate?  What foods would be appropriate? What would be the traditions that would be born that would be passed through the generations?  What would Christter be like?  Would we say, "Happy Christter" or "Merry Christter" or "Hapry Christter?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Maybe rather than start a new day we could include an awareness in both.  The Christ we celebrate on Christmas defeated the power of death, and the resurrected Christ we celebrate on Easter came to earth as a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;At our church this year we will celebrate Christmas Sunday by baptizing people.  Celebrating life in Christ.  Maybe this year it really is Christter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;May God bless you with a new revelation of Himself to your heart as we celebrate Christ, and may He bless you with the passion to continue the celebration on the 26th, 27th, 28th, 29th, 30th, 31st, 1st, 2nd…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Celebrating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span style&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5944239208158917218?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5944239208158917218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5944239208158917218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5944239208158917218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5944239208158917218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/12/christter.html' title='Christter'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7009175859806134326</id><published>2011-12-16T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:17:16.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes maybe simple is better</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#222222" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;br style&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;According to the Global Language Monitor the English language has 1,013,913 words… or will have by 1.1.2012.  A new word is created every 98 minutes. That's so wowazing! (1,013,914)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Having more words hasn't lessened confusion or strengthened communication.  Has it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Too many words can mess up an apology.  Have you ever had someone start an apology that seemed to ring true and then shot the heart of it full of so many holes with the word "but" that it was empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Too many words can mess up everything.  I know… I'm a preacher.  I have a Master's degree in making faith complicated.  I once went to a seminar where the speaker took 90 minutes to explain why sermons should be 20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;It's not easy to know when to stop making a point.  The need to be understood propels us into the world of unnecessary verbiage.  It's as if additional words will make the issue more important. (That was 34 words to say &amp;quot;we talk too much&amp;quot;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Sometimes maybe simple is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;"I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;"I believe in you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;"I'm sorry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;"Thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;"I miss you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Maybe even, "I'm disappointed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;So…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;May God bless you with a week of growing anticipation as each day brings you closer to celebrating His Son's birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Or…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Merry Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style&gt; &lt;br style&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt"&gt;&lt;span style&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7009175859806134326?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7009175859806134326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7009175859806134326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7009175859806134326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7009175859806134326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-maybe-simple-is-better.html' title='Sometimes maybe simple is better'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-865530608796190424</id><published>2011-12-09T10:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:09:26.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;When you think "you've got it" and someone tells you you're "close to getting it," how would that impact you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;In the 12th chapter of Mark a religious hot shot asked Jesus which of God's commands were the most important.  Jesus answered with the call to love God and love others.  The dialog continued as the hot shot agreed to the extent of saying that living those two commands were more important than offerings and sacrifices. (Mark 12:28-34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;Then Jesus said it.  We don't know how the religious guy responded.  It's kind of hard to confidently discern what the reaction was when Jesus told him - he wasn't far from the kingdom  of  God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;Ever had someone tell you you're almost there where you're convinced you're already there?  Why didn't Jesus go into detail on what he needed to do to get there?  What was it that was remaining that kept him "close" rather than "there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;I have a hunch it was heart.  This man knew what needed to be done to fully embrace the kingdom but, according to Jesus just a few verses later (38-40), he may have been caught in the pride of his "rightness."  His clothes made him.  How people greeted him with respect made him.  Where he sat in meetings and meals made him.  How proud he was of himself made him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;He knew what was most important and yet continued to value what was less important over what was most important.  He was close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;One day I asked Jesus what was most important about Christmas.  He told me it was worshipping him.  I agree with him.  I told him worshipping him was more important than all the trappings of this secular/religious celebration.  I told him I agreed with him as I hurried off to buy something, decorate something, meet someone, wrap something, eat something….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;As I was leaving I think he said something about being "close to Christmas."  But that's silly, I know what Christmas is all about. "He's the reason for the season."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;Sometimes I know what is most important, but my heart values what is less important over what is most important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;Close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); float: none; "&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-865530608796190424?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/865530608796190424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=865530608796190424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/865530608796190424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/865530608796190424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/12/close.html' title='Close'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2650927998611091851</id><published>2011-12-02T09:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:29:20.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;It happened again.  December.  I'm thinking of 10 ways to live through December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;10. Don't be within 5 miles of the Birch Run outlet mall until 1.4.12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;9. When cooking, dip everything in chocolate.  It's a little known fact that there were 4 wise men - the 4th brought Joseph and Mary chocolate covered pretzels and chocolate covered peanut butter balls.  It's a tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;8. Don't buy your wife a new generator for Christmas - unless she asks for one… in which case be very careful, it may be a trap to see if you know what she really wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;7.  Don't buy your husband a new ab-roller for Christmas - unless he asks for one… in which case be very careful, it may to be trap you see if you&amp;#39;re ok with him not having rock abs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;6. Don't get all offended when someone says "happy holidays."  If they don't understand  the importance of baptism, communion, or Easter to Christians they don't understand the importance of the birth either. (note - living Christ-like is more important than saying "Christmas")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;5. Never try to beat a grandma to a reduced sale item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;4. Only snuggle up to a cozy fire in the living room if you have a fireplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;3. Cancel one of your parties, events, meetings, trips, gatherings, and errands and enjoy a quiet moment with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;2. Give something to someone without them knowing who it&amp;#39;s from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;1. Reflect on the grace of God that knows no limit.  Stand in faith in God in ways that has no exceptions.  Worship the love of God that drove Him to give His Son for you.  Swim in the warm pools of gratitude because His power is not attached to our calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Living Through December,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/5480223560816977966-2650927998611091851?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2650927998611091851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2650927998611091851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2650927998611091851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2650927998611091851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5750693759753796644</id><published>2011-11-18T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:38:59.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Do you ever wonder the same thing I wonder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;If perspicuous means "clear" or "easy to understand" why don't we teach the word in kindergarden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Why do we make the union of "gh" result in a "f" sound in cough, but no sound in "though?" Why isn't "thouf" a word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;If the speed limit is 70 why would we make cars and motorcycles that can easily more than double that, then write a ticket for doing what the vehicle was designed to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;There's another one! Why are "write" and "right" pronounced the same?  Following their example shouldn't "canoe" and "candle" be pronounced the same?  They both have some of the same letters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Note: my questions are facetious (yes, I used spell check since that word is an example of my point) and I am not hoping for an answer to the above questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Here's where I'm going - "Christian."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder about that word.  I wonder about what that looks like as compared to what it means.  I wonder why one Christ would change the world forever and a bunch of the followers (literally "little-Christ") would work so hard at being like the world that He changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder why prayer is so hard for us to make personal and intimate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder why the Bible is something that we would avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder how we lost the focus that Christ had - the Kingdom  of God.  We are working so hard on improving our kingdom that we don't have time or energy for His.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder how we got the reputation that you're not welcome in church unless you have the right clothes or are free from the wrong habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder about why we have taught people that following Jesus is easy and "sacrifice" is what you do to advance a runner in baseball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;I wonder why God loves me.  I wonder how I am going to respond to that love today... even if it's not really perspicuous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Wondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5750693759753796644?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5750693759753796644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5750693759753796644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5750693759753796644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5750693759753796644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-3702549815891700828</id><published>2011-11-11T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:59:56.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Shocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;#1  I was shocked at how rotten it was.  As soon as I saw it I made a decision that something must be done right a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;In my home office the windows have "window quilts," an insulated material that unrolls over the window forming a pretty tight seal.  I couldn't tell you the last time I pulled the quilt up and looked out the small window behind my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;When I heard wind I thought maybe I should.  I was shocked.  The window is falling apart.  I had no idea.  I just never checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Please don't feel the need to drop me a line about condensation accumulating over time and the need to let more air get to the window.  The thing is, I just didn't have the need to open that window or look through it.  So it stayed covered.  Because it was covered I really didn't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;#2  I was shocked at how rotten it was.  As soon as I saw it I made a decision that something must be done right a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;There's a place in my attitudes that I have sealed quite tightly.  I really don't need to deal with it because it's not obvious.  In fact I never let it show.  It hides behind the fabric of religion so effectively that it remains unseen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;In my quiet times I can hear it, but nothing really needs to be done because it's hidden.  If it's hidden and no one knows about it - it's unimportant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Please don't feel the need to drop me a line and tell me how I should have known better.  I know that rotten attitudes spread and soon the soul is unable to keep the effects of storms or the cold out.  It's covered so I just didn't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;#1  I have replacement windows on order and a contractor to install them.  We'll start with the upstairs this year because it's quite expensive.  It turns out there's a problem with more than one of the old windows.  As we go to a new winter season I'm looking forward to having better windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;#2  There are replacement attitudes available and I have a Contractor to install them.  It's no easy task to replace attitudes. The Contractor I work with is equally licensed for both demolition and installation.  Turns out He found more than one attitude that needs replacement.  As we go to a new season of growth I'm looking forward to more protection from the elements and a greater level of warmth.  It's a very expensive job, but the Contractor told me He would cover the cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;It's going to be a warmer winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none; "&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-3702549815891700828?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/3702549815891700828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=3702549815891700828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3702549815891700828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3702549815891700828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-was-shocked.html' title='I Was Shocked'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4465694016716381727</id><published>2011-11-04T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:05:19.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Former Ding Dong</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a reading a book last night, closed it, thought about it, skimmed back through the pages, and proceeded to log it on my reading list.  I then realized - I am a ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I scrolled through the list of books I’ve read this year I was astounded at the titles I don’t even remember reading. &amp;nbsp;Most of them I have underlined so I can go back and find quotes I can’t remember, but I was struck by the fact that the content of some of them made no difference. &amp;nbsp; After I thought about that I went to the “to be read stack” to get the next book to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I came to the conclusion - I am a ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine spending time reading so many books and not allowing them to impact me (be careful, you’re being set up).  It’s as if I read because it was the right thing to do (you know where I’m going?). &amp;nbsp; I liked the title, the topic, the author, or it was recommended to me, so I read it.  I read them because I can and I enjoy doing it… little impact (hang on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the issue, the problem wasn’t the books.  I’ve come to the conclusion I am too often a distracted reader (wait for it). &amp;nbsp;My eyes run over the words like a greased steam-roller while my mind is on the edge thinking on unrelated issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would repeatedly go through the motions without the heart engaged? (here it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about my worship, encounters with God that have little impact because of my distraction. &amp;nbsp; I hurry through time with God like a greased steam-roller while my mind wanders to things… stuff… more interesting?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the Bible. &amp;nbsp;Do I read that with hunger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about my faith. &amp;nbsp;Distracted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I don’t consider distraction a sin? &amp;nbsp;I wonder how many diamonds of truth I am missing because my undisciplined mind is busy counting grains of sand? &amp;nbsp; I wonder if that’s why the author of Hebrews told me to “fix [my] eyes?” (12:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to go back through the books I’ve read this year and spend some time with what was underlined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to ignore distraction during my moments with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ‘bout that - I learned from books I didn’t think I learned anything from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former Ding Dong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4465694016716381727?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4465694016716381727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4465694016716381727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4465694016716381727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4465694016716381727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/11/former-ding-dong.html' title='Former Ding Dong'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1381434646255407434</id><published>2011-10-28T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:42:02.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What If...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;"CUT!  That's not right.  We've gone over the lines.  We've gone over the placement.  We've gone over the facial expressions.  You're doing it all wrong.  We will all stand here till moss grows on our shoes doing it over and over until you get it right.  Do it again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if God were a crabby temperamental director?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"No, No, No!  That's not repentance!  Do it again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"Stop! I told you that you can't work here unless you forgive them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"For the one millionth time it's 'love your enemies' and 'hate the world' you keep doing it backwards."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if God kept making us redo the scene of showing grace to someone else until it was convincing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if He interrupted worship and proclaimed, "You're doing it wrong!  You keep complaining about (or worshipping) song selection, volume, and personal taste.  You don't even have me in mind while you're doing it.  Start over!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"You're ad-libbing things that I would never write in the script.  Do it again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if God sat by, in one of those high cloth chairs with the word "Yahweh" monogrammed in gold on the back, with a bull horn yelling out directions and clarifications of the scenes of our lives.  "Kessler - wake up! The waitress in this scene needs you to pay attention to her, she's at the end of her rope… Action!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"David, pay close attention to this scene.  You're alone.  You're discouraged.  You wonder if there is any point.  You're going to enter a place of profound fear.  But faith is still going to be stronger than temptation… Action!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;"Kessler, this scene requires you being honest.  Quit hiding behind stuff and excuses.  I can't deal with these egos!  There are other people that could do this better.  I knew I should have contacted Matt Damon for your roll!  You're fired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if God really was involved in all the scenes of my life?  What if he really did observe everything?  What if the script is given to me by God's Holy Spirit?  What if he really were the director in my story?  Not crabby or temperamental.  Not wishing I was like other actors.  Not barking out cold commands.  But - directing.  Directing a real story of events that grow me and His Kingdom at the same time.  What if I really am supposed to listen for His direction and follow His script?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What if…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1381434646255407434?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1381434646255407434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1381434646255407434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1381434646255407434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1381434646255407434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-if.html' title='What If...'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-3910796737588586266</id><published>2011-10-21T08:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:56:25.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Should a Pastor Say to His Church Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;According to one person the world is going to end today.  I've done a bunch of research into the person and the theology he holds.  There's not much we agree on.  But, my heart aches a little today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black;background:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;The skeptics of faith are ready to add another failed prediction to the basket of reasons to question the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Comedians will have new material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Jaded Christians will have a person to point at, distance themselves from, and join in the mocking so as not to appear as one of "them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Gullible Christians will wonder why God didn't come through… again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I've thought about what I should say to my church and friends.  Should I give my views on the predictions and the theology behind them?  Should I detail why I disagree with Harold Camping?  Should I quote Bible verses to further discredit someone who claims to have God's calendar figured out?  Should I try to stick up for God because some are making a mockery of His plan?  Should I not even bring it up since many may not even know what I'm talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;What should a pastor say to his church today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;My conclusion - very little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I don't have a lot to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Serve Jesus today.  Don't get caught in debates.  Don't malign someone you don't know.  Don't err on the side of arrogance or pride.  Pray for people a lot.  Read the Bible.  Withhold rudeness.  Help someone smile.  Look for an opportunity to share the love of Christ.  Be generous.  Encourage.  Fill the life roles that you have with the faith of someone who loves God with all they are.  Spend this day as if it were your last day.  Serve Jesus today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;And if he gives us another one - do it again… etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Until Then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-3910796737588586266?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/3910796737588586266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=3910796737588586266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3910796737588586266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3910796737588586266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-should-pastor-say-to-his-church.html' title='What Should a Pastor Say to His Church Today'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2844837864794060268</id><published>2011-10-14T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:11:42.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page One:&lt;br /&gt; I have a file that I put manuals and users guides in.  Probably most of us do.  They are labeled; dishwasher, refrigerator, furnace, washer, dryer, television, grill, miscellaneous house stuff, and others.  The truth is I never look at the manual after it's put in the file.  The files are the black hole of information that I couldn't use if I wanted to.  If I need the electrical schematic of my oven I could get it - but I don't know how to read it anyway.  I just keep it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; What is interesting to me is when I hold on to manuals of something that I don't have anymore.  If I have the desire to read about the Sears dishwasher we had two dishwashers ago I could.  You never know when useless information will be valuable (never).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The other day I cleaned out my files.  What I don't own anymore I don't need to know how to maintain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Page Two:&lt;br /&gt; I have a file that I put mistakes and sins in.  Probably most of us do.  They are labeled; husband, father, employee, boss, student, Christian.  The truth is I always go back to them to review what I have asked God to forget.  The files are the black hole of information that I can't do anything about.  If I need to dwell on that time I lost my temper I can pull it out and carefully remember everything about that event in exaggerated form - but I don't know how to undo it.  I just keep it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; What is interesting to me is when I hold on to mistakes and sins that I don't have anymore.  If I want to dwell on something that I've given to Christ two million times I can.   You never know when old information about a forgiven sin will be healthy (never).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The other day Jesus offered to help me clean the files of what He had already erased the print from.  He told me that what I don't own anymore I don't need to maintain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Page Three:&lt;br /&gt; Clean files are a good idea.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Thankful,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pastor Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2844837864794060268?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2844837864794060268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2844837864794060268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2844837864794060268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2844837864794060268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/10/files.html' title='Files'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8764632880587383993</id><published>2011-10-07T12:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T12:39:30.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three things I know about being lost.  ‘Cause I’ve been there.</title><content type='html'>1. &amp;nbsp;Awareness of limitation&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know everything or how to get everywhere. &amp;nbsp;I am limited in my knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Increase of passion&lt;br /&gt;When I am not where I should be my intensity increases and that usually increases the weight of my foot on the gas pedal (which people with lights on the top of their car are not fond of). &amp;nbsp;Getting where I belong is less of a leisurely drive and more of an emotionally engaged search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Focused vision on the destination&lt;br /&gt;When I am lost I become very focused on the confidence of knowing where I am going. &amp;nbsp;My eyes are eager to find signs and landmarks that will point me to the right place. &amp;nbsp;I long for the completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things to know about being lost in the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;1. Awareness of limitation&lt;br /&gt;I can’t work hard enough or be good enough to cause love to happen. &amp;nbsp;I am very limited and must be aware of where the Source is unending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Increase of passion&lt;br /&gt;I am most passionate in my desire to respond and be with God when I am most aware of the love that He is and has. &amp;nbsp;There is a sense of eagerness in my spirit when I know I am surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Focused vision on the destination&lt;br /&gt;When I am lost in the love of God my spirit is very focused on the God of love. &amp;nbsp;I know where I am going. &amp;nbsp;My decisions and actions are different. &amp;nbsp;I am on journey and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking this morning about the two ways of being lost, one of them is miserable and the other is healing. &amp;nbsp;Two different types of being lost, one reveals my humanity and the other teaches me about spirituality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to get lost today - guess which one I hunger for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8764632880587383993?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8764632880587383993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8764632880587383993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8764632880587383993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8764632880587383993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things-i-know-about-being-lost.html' title='Three things I know about being lost.  ‘Cause I’ve been there.'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1840513620768236318</id><published>2011-09-30T09:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:19:52.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I never know what's going to be on my mind first thing in the morning, often it's a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This morning it was a kid's song from years ago, "So Noah, he built him/He built him an arky, arky/Noah, he built him/He built him an arky, arky/Built it out of gopher barky, barky/Children of the Lord"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know why I remember a lot of the words to Tennessee Ernie Fords, Kiss Me Big.  Often it's a song I hear bouncing around in my mind (there's a story behind that we need not unpack).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I love it when a song we sang in church gets stuck in my mind.  The hymn Salvation's Song is one of my favorites right now, "So with every breath that I am given/I will sing salvation's song/And I'll join the chorus of creation/Giving praise to Christ alone/Singing glory, honor…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Waking up to "Giving praise to Christ alone" is better than "Kiss me baby till my eyes pop out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder what God sings?  I'm sure it's not a hymn from 2010, 1975, 1840, or 1532.  God has his own list of songs that He sings over the people He has redeemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm guessing His songs aren't sappy. His songs would be about a love that would pay a huge price and be strong enough to break the power of death.  His songs would be in minor keys and have intense rhythms.  A song that God sings would be about His grace that is beyond exact duplication.  A God song would somehow be about both Himself and those created in His image, about how He makes all the difference and can defeat any enemy that stands in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine hearing a song that God was singing with all of heaven.  I can't grasp what that would sound like in my feeble imagination.  I can't find any human expression of music and velcro it to God assuming they match.  But, I can imagine it happing even if I can't imagine the sound.  I can live in the poetic expression of its reality even if I can't feel the vibrations of it in my ear.  I can be free because of the song of love and victory that God sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can sit with the Psalmist and listen with my faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.    (Psalm 32:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I'm taking it out of context.  Maybe the Psalmist is hearing the songs of deliverance that the people are singing because of God's protection.  Maybe you can't handle the thought of God singing.  Zephaniah could - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Zephaniah 3.17  The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save.  He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We think of God being the Audience of our worship.  Have you ever thought about being the audience of His concert?  Listen well today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Surrounded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1840513620768236318?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1840513620768236318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1840513620768236318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1840513620768236318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1840513620768236318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/09/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8091090627678410469</id><published>2011-09-23T09:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:13:44.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do people say that we are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;"The wrong question for the church is, How many people are present.&amp;nbsp; The right question is What are these people like?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Quoted from &lt;u&gt;Rethinking Church&lt;/u&gt;, James White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Jesus asked his followers the question, "Who do people say that I am?" (Mark 8:27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Jesus was asking a deeper question than I will ask.&amp;nbsp; He always does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;This was not an insecure poll to find out what Jerusalem's TMZ was saying about him.&amp;nbsp; He really didn't ask the question for his insight.&amp;nbsp; Jesus was dusting the junk off the spirits of the disciples that had been placed there by people who didn't know who He was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Who do people say that we are?&amp;nbsp; The answer for Jesus involved the sins of the world.&amp;nbsp; The answer for us - not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;But, it's not an insignificant question, Who do people say that we are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Your name is a copout answer.&amp;nbsp; "People say I'm Dave."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Church people should "be" something.&amp;nbsp; They should be able to be described.&amp;nbsp; They should be able to have characteristics that are identifiable and attachable to the One they serve.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;It may surprise you, but I'm not looking for the word "holy" here.&amp;nbsp; "Everyone in that church is holy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;If we don't have people in the church who are not "holy" yet, we are not being obedient to the call of the One who makes us holy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;What are we like?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I'm somewhat fond of the thought of changing.&amp;nbsp; If we aren't being changed we aren't getting to the point of our need.&amp;nbsp; I want to be a church of changers, a church of growers.&amp;nbsp; People who are being transformed from whatever we were to whatever He called us to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Everyone, even people who haven't crossed the faith line yet, can be changing so they are closer to Christ.&amp;nbsp; That's what happens when you gather where Jesus shows up - you change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Growing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8091090627678410469?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8091090627678410469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8091090627678410469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8091090627678410469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8091090627678410469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-do-people-say-that-we-are.html' title='Who do people say that we are?'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-3994813238166933512</id><published>2011-09-16T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:43:45.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm Smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;This morning I read Psalm 31 and a word picture has made me grin… almost laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;This Psalm of David may have been written while on the run from a jealous King Saul.  In the fifth verse is the famous last line that Jesus breathed from the cross, "Into your hands I commit my spirit."  The result for Jesus was reentrance into the eternal presence of the Father.  The result for David was trusting that God would protect his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;A few verses later in the Psalm David sang these words, "You have not handed me over to the enemy but have&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;set my feet in a spacious place&lt;/b&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;That's the line.  "Set my feet in a spacious place."  It could read "a big room."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;Imagine being surrounded.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I was a young man sledding down a hill in the woods when a bunch of dogs surrounded me.  There were four or five of them and were snarling and barking at me as I stood frozen.  Thinking back, I think they were each 400 pound dogs with teeth the size of meat cleavers, but my mind may have grown reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;I do remember fear.  I remember feeling surrounded.  I remember knowing I couldn't out run them up the hill.  I remember standing outside and feeling like I was in their cell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;They left. I slowly thawed out and went home looking around at how big the space was around me.  When I wasn't in the cell of dogs the woods were huge!  I walked through the field where the neighborhood played baseball - it was a gigantic, vast, wallless stadium.  My feet were in a spacious place because they weren't in the cell of angry dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;So, this morning I grin, almost laugh with joy.  I have been released from the hand of the enemy who longs to bind and constrict me.  I have been delivered from the foot shackles of bondage and the enclosing walls of sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;I have room to run and investigate all I can see of God.  There is ample space for me to stretch within the covenant of His love.  I am not frozen in fear of what the enemy has, my feet have been set in a spacious place - God's love and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;Don't tell my wife, but the picture I have in my mind is the closing scene of the 32 hour long movie The Sound of Music.  You know, the family running on the top of mountains over looking the rest of the earth.  It's a spacious place.  Guilt isn't roomy.  Sin isn't freeing.  The enemy of my soul doesn't give me room to run.  But... "You have not handed me over to the enemy but have&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;set my feet in a spacious place&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;"The hills are alive with the sound of music"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; "la la la la" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:black;background:white"&gt;Pastor Dave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-3994813238166933512?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/3994813238166933512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=3994813238166933512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3994813238166933512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3994813238166933512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-im-smiling.html' title='Why I&apos;m Smiling'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4237273358719004123</id><published>2011-09-09T10:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:21:38.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flexed Muscles</title><content type='html'>Someone flexed their muscles and took down some buildings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else flexes their muscles and builds a new building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexed muscles make a speech on how to fix the nation and others flex their muscles in disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nations flex. Unions flex.  Bosses flex.  Athletes flex. Spouses flex.  I flex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone attempts to show how much power they have.  Then a river rises and reveals how little we all really have.  A virus shows up and exposes hidden weakness.  A limitation is found and strength can’t be seen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m struck this morning with the arrogance of humanity and the frailty of humanity.  It’s all over the news.  “Terrorists will not defeat us!”  “Fire displaces 100,000 people.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 30 second soundbites we proclaim how powerful and resilient we are, and how limited and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist knew about flexing.  He watched it.  He was in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 29&lt;br /&gt;1  Ascribe to the LORD, O mighty ones, ascribe to the LORD glory and strength.&lt;br /&gt;2  Ascribe to the LORD the glory due his name; worship the LORD in the splendor of his holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3  The voice of the LORD is over the waters; the God of glory thunders, the LORD thunders over the mighty waters.&lt;br /&gt;4  The voice of the LORD is powerful; the voice of the LORD is majestic.&lt;br /&gt;5  The voice of the LORD breaks the cedars; the LORD breaks in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;6  He makes Lebanon skip like a calf, Sirion like a young wild ox.&lt;br /&gt;7  The voice of the LORD strikes with flashes of lightning.&lt;br /&gt;8  The voice of the LORD shakes the desert; the LORD shakes the Desert of Kadesh.&lt;br /&gt;9  The voice of the LORD twists the oaks and strips the forests bare.  And in his temple all cry, “Glory!”&lt;br /&gt;10  The LORD sits enthroned over the flood; the LORD is enthroned as King forever.&lt;br /&gt;11  The LORD gives strength to his people; the LORD blesses his people with peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believers, let’s let God do the flexing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In awe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/share" class="twitter-share-button" data-count="none" data-via="MFMCsign"&gt;Tweet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4237273358719004123?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4237273358719004123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4237273358719004123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4237273358719004123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4237273358719004123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/09/flexed-muscles.html' title='Flexed Muscles'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7295340055614040184</id><published>2011-09-02T09:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:53:57.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;I'm reading a book by G. Campbell Morgan that was written in the early 1900's.  This morning I found myself camping on these words, "Supernatural is an awkward word; it will become obsolete when we have more light.  If we could climb to the height where God dwells, things we call supernatural would be perfectly natural…."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;That made me think about the moment when I will step from this side of eternity to the other.  It made me think about God.  I made me think of how little we know in the midst of our "understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;I've known peace during moments of turmoil.  If the elements of my situation were to have been put in a life blender and mixed together the flavor, texture, and taste would not have been peace.  But… I had it.  It was somehow supernatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;I've known strength during times of weakness.  There have been times my physical, spiritual, emotional tank was like three day old leftover Thanksgiving turkey - dry. I had nothing to give.  And yet, at just the right time something (Someone) filled the reserves of my soul and the miracle of perseverance happened. It was somehow supernatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;I've known confidence during seasons of brokenness.  When my spirit was fractured by outside sources and I questioned everything about me.  When I searched for value in me and what I've done and came up empty. When I didn't find hope. Somehow I was reminded&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;child I am.  When I remembered God's love for me brokenness was revealed as temporary, and a deep, foundational, mountain-like confidence erupted and grew. It was somehow supernatural.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;Peace.  Strength.  Confidence.  When I taste them here it's supernatural.  It's an interruption of the normal.  That taste is a finger of an eternal God leaving a print inside a limited universe.  But….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;There will be a day when I will swim in what I now know as a drop.  There will a day when what is a miracle will be life.  Not a humdrum "normal" that is bored with abundance, but an awe filled celebration of the Father's full provision of what I long for now.  When I walk into a land whose calendar has one page on it labeled "forever" what is supernatural now will become natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:#0B22A2;" iframe="" width="420" height="345" p="" class="MsoNormal"  &gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;Until then - I'm am His.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;In faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style=" background:;font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qHJplQYA03E" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7295340055614040184?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7295340055614040184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7295340055614040184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7295340055614040184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7295340055614040184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/09/supernatural.html' title='Supernatural'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qHJplQYA03E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5735086002131365632</id><published>2011-08-26T10:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T10:19:46.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I sit in a coffee shop this morning thinking about the fact that school is about to start.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When I shake the trees of my mind to see what memories fall to the ground I find that it is quite a mixed bag.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I remember my first crush.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not what she looked like or her name or anything about her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just remember having a crush on someone in grade school.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I remember my favorite teachers and the ones who parachuted down from Mars in time for the first day of school and remained on our planet for the whole school year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know they were from another planet because entry into our atmosphere burned the expression of their face in a constant frown, and God told me that they were required to leave their personality on Mars when they left.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I remember the different levels of humanity that Jr. and Sr. High divided people into.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I mourn over the things I said that should not have been said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I thank God for the times He protected me and guided me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I grin over the pranks that….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thinking about the schools in our area that are about to start.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm praying that this year would be different.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thinking about the number of teachers who have faith in Christ that live life in front of students and praying that the Author of truth would show up in the topic they teach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thinking about the number of students that find their way into Bible believing churches every weekend and then enter the sea of potential compromise each weekday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thinking this year we need to get involved as a church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need to send them to school in the name and power of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not so they would be a Bible thumping- annoying-arguing-religious walking billboard, but that they would be Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am excited about the role we are going to fill this year as a church - senders.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Watch for information on the September 7th event.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Students and teachers need to be there with the people who believe in prayer and witness the miracle of God's call.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Excited to Send,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5735086002131365632?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5735086002131365632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5735086002131365632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5735086002131365632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5735086002131365632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/08/sent.html' title='Sent'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2034878591169993211</id><published>2011-08-12T10:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:13:26.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Discouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;First:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last Sunday the Word spoke to us on the topic of fear and discouragement.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, I'm still learning how to apply the words the Lord gave me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fear freezes me so that I don't step out in obedience.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fear freezes me so that I don't reach out for intimacy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fear freezes me so that I don't speak out against injustice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fear freezes me so that I don't look for divine appointments.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Discouragement holds me so that I don't care about what I am missing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Discouragement holds me so that I don't believe life could be different.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Discouragement holds me so that I don't let go of pervious failures.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Discouragement holds me so that I don't taste freedom of spirit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;(there's a new outline for a new sermon)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I can be frozen by fear and held by discouragement.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Second:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning I started reading Jeremiah (I have a hunch I'm going to be there a long time).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I found myself camping on 1:12 "I am watching over My word to perform it."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Our God didn't speak to fill the universe with words.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He didn't give us the Word as a historical diary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am stuck this morning that the Bible gives me a heads up on the modus operandi of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He behaves in line with His word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;God speaks and stays involved to complete His word (sorry agnostics).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Third:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This is the connection between the first and the second.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My fear and discouragement don't fit in a faith walk with a holy God that is performing His word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact - fear and discouragement bring a disconnect in my life between myself and the God who is actively performing His will.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The truth of the second point liberates me to let go of the lie of the first point.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In other words, we don't conquer fear and discouragement alone or with positive thinking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Victory is found in being close to the God who is doing His word!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God's "doing" what He said directly releases me from the grip of fear and discouragement!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The second point renders the first ineffective.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Living the Second,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2034878591169993211?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2034878591169993211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2034878591169993211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2034878591169993211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2034878591169993211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/08/fear-and-discouragement.html' title='Fear and Discouragement'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2176534875048166626</id><published>2011-08-05T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:00:06.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bumper-car state of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning I'm thinking about confusion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That bumper-car state of mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The one where you can't go outside the oval, you never get anywhere valuable, there is no discernible goal, and your pushed most by what you couldn't see coming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's road rage in your brain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Do you ever know that kind of thought life?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are so many thoughts that are pushing each other around that it's almost impossible to find a safe place.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Bumper car thought life; waiting for the music to stop and the cars to lose their power so the exit can be found.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm there sometimes... today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Here's my bumper car-less plan.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. I'm going to be honest with God about what's going on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I've got a hunch he knows, but somehow it's healthy to admit what he knows so we can work together on it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Luke 5.22&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, "Why are you thinking these things in your hearts?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. I'm going to declare my trust in God for this day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I trust in his love that it is stronger than my thoughts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I trust in his grace that it will help me with the stupid ones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I trust in his guidance for the ones that demand a choice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I trust God with the dark ones that have "I don't care" written on them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"God, I trust you with me!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Isaiah 26.3&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. I'm going to ask for help.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Lord, the eyes of my mind are darting around and somehow I need to focus on what matters to both of us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you help me know what to ignore?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you help me know what is wasted time to think on?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you reveal the dangerous?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 119.37 Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. I'm going to use the filter he gave me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get to pour the contents of my mind through a filter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's like the guy at the bumper car ride that lets the people in - only so many, right age, right height.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has given me the guide for my thought life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 4.8&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5. I'm going to start now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Applying,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2176534875048166626?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2176534875048166626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2176534875048166626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2176534875048166626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2176534875048166626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/08/bumper-car-state-of-mind.html' title='bumper-car state of mind'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8493963557288150080</id><published>2011-07-29T11:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:04:24.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here’s a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Events don't have to dictate my thought life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When events drive my thought life I am subject to dramatic change within moments.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, a 30 second news clip could own me for days, a word from my boss could change the direction of life, the accident could claim my mind when the random is promoted over the eternal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Events should not be given that power.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;To be sure, all events are not to be trivialized as if they don't matter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, nor should they be promoted so that they can claim authority over the atmosphere of my mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Suggestions:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. Look at the rut your mind has been in and trace that rut back to the event that started to dig the rut.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. Invite God to be part of the event so that you can hear his heart again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. Let him show you truth that may have be overlooked or ignored.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. Start digging a new rut based on that truth.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5. Be sure the journey takes you to the presence of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it doesn't, it's the wrong rut.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Colossians 3.1-2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Digging,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8493963557288150080?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8493963557288150080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8493963557288150080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8493963557288150080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8493963557288150080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/07/heres-thought.html' title='Here’s a thought'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7562054347273957807</id><published>2011-07-15T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T09:33:52.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2Peter 1.12-14&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So I will always remind you of these things, even though you know them and are firmly established in the truth you now have. I think it is right to refresh your memory as long as I live in the tent of this body, because I know that I will soon put it aside, as our Lord Jesus Christ has made clear to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Peter is reminding his readers to live in a Christ-like manner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first line of these verses really got me thinking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What would I remind the church of?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What would I feel the urge to ask us to hold on to tightly with the grip of our souls?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;If I felt the urgency of remaining time shrinking what would be priority words?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can't pick a Bible verse because the Bible didn't tell me which one to pick.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The "great command?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The "great "commission?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The last words of Jesus?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The words when he was in the most turmoil?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The words that Matthew records as the sermon of Jesus?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about when Jesus said, "Mary has chosen what is better and it will not be taken from her?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Too many options and too much weakening of the Word to make it a slogan or a cliche.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So, I'm thinking what would I remind you of?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What would I remind me of?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;On this day I would remind you to know Jesus and to live Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In a way that's what it's all about for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"So I will always remind you to know Jesus and live Jesus, even though you know that already and are learning to do that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it is right to refresh your memory as long as God gives me breath."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Get rid of the excuses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Know and live what you know about Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;A reminder,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7562054347273957807?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7562054347273957807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7562054347273957807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7562054347273957807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7562054347273957807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/07/reminder.html' title='A Reminder'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6539190445722490689</id><published>2011-07-08T10:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:14:37.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Tonight Pastor Eric will receive ordination as an Elder in the Free Methodist Church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He will become Reverend Eric Wing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The halo is getting finishing touches now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;In honor of his call, work, and accomplishment, and in light of the series we are working through on our thought life, I thought I'd let you in on something.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tonight God will do something in Eric's mind that He already has done in mine years ago and in Pastor Scott's last year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When you are ordained God builds a steel wall around your mind that is impenetrable!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have reached a height that is so lofty that it automatically results in a supernatural thought life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don't even have to try!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This Holy Spirit covered mind never deals with temptation anymore, never has the weight of discouragement, and never lets insecurity anywhere near it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;God does this thing for an ordinand that makes it so ungodly thoughts don't even try to come near our minds - there's no use!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have flawless minds that are feeding our always healthy emotions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we &lt;u&gt;never exaggerate&lt;/u&gt; to make a point!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Reality - I would ask for your prayers for your pastoral team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray for:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. Protection against pride and discouragement.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both stand in the way of the Holy Spirit's work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. Clarity of thought.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each of us need to grow in hearing from the Lord clearly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That requires discernment to know what is a voice from God and what is not.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. Humble boldness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the word is clear it still needs to be acted on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's hard to learn to care more about what God says than what others say... for all of us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. __________________&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Take a moment through this week and talk to God about your Pastor's thought life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then risk finding someone so that you can pray for each other's thought life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let's pray for each other through the summer!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Needy,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6539190445722490689?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6539190445722490689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6539190445722490689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6539190445722490689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6539190445722490689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/07/ordination.html' title='Ordination'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-756094043023349039</id><published>2011-07-01T10:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:10:46.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I've missed the last couple of weeks of "Friday Thoughts."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, I was going to take the summer off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, it doesn't seem the right thing to do right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Throughout the summer I'm going to continue to think and write in the area of our current sermon series, "Brain on a Leash."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'd like to keep us focused on our thought life... I'd like to keep me focused on my thought life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Why?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. God knit me together with a thought life so that I could be more aware of him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This is a tool God has given me that is so easily unused or misused, but it is a gift of God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. There's gold in them thar' hills.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I think my thought life is an untapped arena of richness, strength, and God's grace.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to learn how to tap into them and more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My design is hidden under the stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;What if a clear awareness of who I am made to be is buried under the thoughts that don't belong?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So, this summer I'm going to continue to call us to growth in this area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when the sermon series is done, I'd like to keep digging.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, I'd like to hear from you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How's the battle?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What works, what doesn't?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Fellow Servant,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-756094043023349039?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/756094043023349039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=756094043023349039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/756094043023349039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/756094043023349039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/07/thought-life.html' title='Thought Life'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-9019953277690535808</id><published>2011-06-03T09:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:06:56.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;People ask, "what's your favorite scripture?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I've even heard people talk about a "life verse."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A verse that goes beyond being a favorite to be one that guides your life, impacts your decisions, and in a way defines you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I read Colossians the 3rd chapter this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I was reading and underlining and thinking about key words I found myself thinking about the "favorite verse" issue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here's my conclusion on the best verses in the Bible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The one God is teaching me about right now is my new favorite and is the best.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I just finished Ezra a few days ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was my favorite last week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will finish Colossians tomorrow and then go to John.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Next week John will be my favorite.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Right now, it's Colossians 3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It tells me what to seek (verse 1), where to set my mind (2), what to put to death (5), what to get rid of (8), not to lie (9), what the new life is doing (10), how to "clothe" my soul (12), bear with others (13), forgive (13), and to wear love (14).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;But he wasn't done.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;There are a multitude of things that I "let happen"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;through the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Listen to the two things Paul told to church to let happen: "let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts" and "let the word of Christ dwell in you richly."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;After a list of things that I must actively do Paul tells me that there are a couple of things to let Someone else do. I need to let the peace of Christ and the word of Christ invade me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let it happen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Based on that I must assume that the peace of Christ and word of Christ are waiting to do that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Letting Christ be Christ in my life is how I am able to be what I am called to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Lord, I will live the new life you call me to and I will surrender, letting you do what you long to do."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Today Colossians 3 is my favorite - can't wait until tomorrow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-9019953277690535808?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/9019953277690535808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=9019953277690535808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/9019953277690535808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/9019953277690535808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/06/favorites.html' title='Favorites?'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1207608957649369485</id><published>2011-05-27T10:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T10:39:46.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Thoughts for Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thought #1.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;About the time we think we are in control and have built a life that cannot be shaken a river and a tornado remind us of how vulnerable we are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The elements are different, the result the same - devastation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thought #2.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm am constantly amazed how impossible it is to disagree in a civil way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For some reason disagreement must include personal attacks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Culture. If someone doesn't like the new "American Idol" they say, "they stink, they can't sing, - the whole thing is rigged."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why can't I just say, "it wasn't my favorite" and move on?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Politics.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's not enough to disagree and let content carry the argument.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There must be distortions and personal attacks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather than engage in a discussion they shut down the opposing view.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The result is warfare between the political and non-political.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The political spend their time trying to convince the non-political that they are representing them while they make a career of discrediting each other.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Meanwhile the non-political ignore them and try to pay their bills.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Faith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my own life I have probably crossed lines with the recent end of the world predictions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather than attack an 89 year old man I don't know why can't I just say, "I don't agree and would recommend you weigh carefully what is said?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why does disagreement have to include insult?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thought #3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Saturday, the 28th of May, will be the 273rd anniversary of a key experience of Methodism.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was on that day that John Wesley was at a meeting when he felt his heart "strangely warmed" because he realized that he did trust Christ and Christ alone for his salvation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was an event that personalized a faith that was institutionalized in his life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;What started a warming was kindled into a flame and became part of the fires of revival across England.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I think about that 273 years later I wonder whose heart God is warming now?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is the person that will realize that they can't earn salvation?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is the person that will embrace victory over sin?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is the person who will answer the call to live a transformed life that is the beacon of unity for the body of Christ and the draw for those who don't know?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I wonder, who is God getting ready for a new move of His Spirit? (Note: see Isaiah 6:8)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thought #4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Jesus, thank-you for people who have given their lives for my freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I remember them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This weekend I am filled with gratitude for young people whose lives were cut short so that I could be free.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This weekend I think of families who are in need of the grace of Your presence because of an empty chair at the table.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Not all war is just.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not all warriors have good motives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, somehow I can't help but think that we have learned from you that some things are worth giving your life for."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Freedom.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Have an Anointed Memorial Weekend,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1207608957649369485?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1207608957649369485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1207608957649369485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1207608957649369485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1207608957649369485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-thoughts-for-friday.html' title='4 Thoughts for Friday'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7000031782013760086</id><published>2011-05-20T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:43:12.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It's Friday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow is the return of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know, because I read it on the internet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am tempted to quote Bible verses and enter the arena of debate with Harold Camping of Family Radio (note: not Family Life Radio of our area).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, to be honest it's an arena I that have no interest, desire, or call to enter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Harold says, Saturday at 6pm the Rapture of the church is to take place.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;According to the Family Radio web-site, complete with a daily countdown, "the Bible guarantees it."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So I thought I'd share my plans for the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I am going to write out some of the bills and get them in the mail.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am going to finish writing the sermon for Sunday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just finished a book, Rethink Your Life by Stan Toler, today I'll skim back through it and log some quotes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I'll go for a walk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'll follow up on some phone calls that need to be finished.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I'll pray and read from the Psalms. I'm on Psam 24.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Today I'll hold my tongue and not be angry about a false prophet that makes a public mockery of Christ, His return, and the Word of God (like he did in 1994 the last time he said the Bible guaranteed the return of Christ).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I'll pray that God will do and continue to do real work in the midst of people who are distracted and mislead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today I'll live for Christ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Tomorrow at 6 pm Leah and I will have dinner with some new friends and together we will pray about our future and the sermon for Sunday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow I will face the day without fear, excitement, or disdain because of a man's prediction.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The unique thing about the return of Christ is that we are to always be ready for what we can never predict.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are to have faith in the One returning not the one mathematically determining when it will happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are to live in awe of the mystery of God's kingdom not in arrogance of a claim to have a hidden insight.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Hey Harold, you might be right, it might be tomorrow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It might be today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It might be Sunday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The return of Christ might be when my great great grandchild has his 65th birthday."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"That's not the point."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Be ready."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"That's the point."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Maranatha,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7000031782013760086?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7000031782013760086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7000031782013760086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7000031782013760086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7000031782013760086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-friday.html' title='It’s Friday'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2041932679189869060</id><published>2011-05-06T11:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:39:07.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s time for humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm treading boldly and carefully as I write this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This week the completion of a military mission resulted in the death of Osama bin Laden.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt the pride that many felt at the extreme price our military pays to complete missions with expertise.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We owe much to those who are underpaid and overworked yet serve our nation at the risk of their lives.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;My pastoral opinion is not addressing issues of justice or revenge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will not take a side on "torture" in this writing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will not second guess the actions or results of things of which I have such limited insight.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;My issue - This week I really felt we revealed an ugly side of our nation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From the New York headline that read, "Rot in Hell" to the speech the President gave in which he said, "America can do whatever we set our mind to."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I miss humility.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt as if we were celebrating by toasting with a cup of poison.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Humility doesn't avoid victory, it experiences it with an awareness of how fragile victory is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Humility would be aware of how limited our success really is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Maybe we haven't had it for a long time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I long for what we haven't had.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Success that is celebrated in arrogance is cheapened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's that way with sports. I've felt it in the awards of stars. I've seen it in business.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, most unfortunately, we've seen it in the church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How we take loss says something about our character, as does how we respond to victory.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Here's the deal - the President ended his speech with "May God Bless America."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But can He?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We want to know God's blessing in our homes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We want God to bless our church. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We want God's blessing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;But, God's blessing does not find itself resting where there is the absence of humility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Personally, I have no problem with what was done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do not condemn the action, I am saddened by the attitude.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;America can do whatever it sets its mind to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit spending more than we have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit politicizing every action.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit pushing faith into the arena of fable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit pointing the finger at others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit demanding God remain silent until  we claim His blessings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quit with the arrogance that has caused the downfall of so many cultures.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;America can do humility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The church must show them how.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Ezekiel 33.11 Say to them, 'As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign LORD, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live. Turn! Turn from your evil ways! Why will you die, O house of Israel?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Please note - this verse does not find its most accurate application in the terrorist, its most accurate application is found in the life of the people of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The nation that called to God for blessing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It's time for humility,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2041932679189869060?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2041932679189869060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2041932679189869060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2041932679189869060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2041932679189869060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-time-for-humility.html' title='It’s time for humility'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4067532380123502551</id><published>2011-04-29T09:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:31:16.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This morning I thought about God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I thought this morning about God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;That isn't a strange thing and most would expect that a pastor does that all the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, this morning really I thought about God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Devastation through storms and earthquakes seem to fight for the right to the top news slots.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When one storm gets the top billing another comes and takes the headlines.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Prince William is getting (has gotten) married.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The world takes a deep breath and holds it until we can see what people are wearing and who was invited... except the people who just lost everything in a tornado or flood.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Gas prices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ya, no comment.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;There are so many people dealing with huge life issues right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning I thought about God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I entered the room of my soul and sat down to say, "Hi, I need you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There's too many issues and I feel so out of control."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;He smiled and said he knew.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;He was sitting at the table of my imagination writing in his journal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He set his pen down and looked to my eyes and saw the weight that was behind them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;We talked about this weekend and the sermon and the service.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We talked about the emergency that is called living.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We talked about my expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said he cared about all of it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning I thought about God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before the day started and I walked from the table of fellowship in my mind I glanced at his journal to see if I could see was what on his mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;He'd written, "This morning I thought about Dave."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I woke to think of God only to find that he was already thinking of me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knew about the headlines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knew about my concerns.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knew about... about all of it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Just so you know, I saw a page there with your name on it too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Looking Forward to Sunday,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4067532380123502551?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4067532380123502551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4067532380123502551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4067532380123502551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4067532380123502551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-morning-i-thought-about-god.html' title='This morning I thought about God'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2448627982599346281</id><published>2011-04-22T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T10:11:37.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;John 3:16, 17&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2448627982599346281?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2448627982599346281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2448627982599346281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2448627982599346281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2448627982599346281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6242142509063892482</id><published>2011-04-15T10:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:17:35.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I have lots of questions about next week.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder about which complaint to have ready, "It's too hot" or "it's too cold."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We're going to have short times of communion on Good Friday night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder how many people will come?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With gas prices going up, should I buy stock in Harley Davidson (by getting a bike)?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will this Easter be our highest attended service ever?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ham?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;6.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How many eggs is my wife going to hide for the kids? And, how many peanut butter eggs am I going to steal from my grandchildren?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;7.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;New tie or old?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So many questions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So little value.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's interesting how most of our questions have everything to do with what doesn't really matter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;New questions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will I hear from God next week as I learn more about how to worship Him?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is possible that I will reach that new place of deeper surrender?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. When I take communion will my heart be hungry?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. On Easter Sunday will I let the truth of a risen Savior call me to new levels of obedience?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5. When I leave Sunday will I be different because the Holy Spirit showed up and filled me?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;6.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do I get myself ready for the miracle of God's presence?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;7.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will I make time to talk to God through the week - asking for Him to reap a harvest of souls in churches across our community on Sunday?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;So many questions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Such important answers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's interesting how my life questions change as my focus does.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If my priority is God's will the answers I seek will require God's hand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Will you join me in praying for this Easter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you let God cause this week to be a week of passion as we prepare to celebrate the Christ event?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you be part of the miracle?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6242142509063892482?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6242142509063892482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6242142509063892482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6242142509063892482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6242142509063892482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/04/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6784086187093883199</id><published>2011-04-08T15:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:51:32.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Requests Before Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;“Lord, it’s getting closer.  I can feel the vibrations under my feet.  The Sunday when we will gather to celebration the risen Christ is almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few requests for me and the faith family I worship with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us to start early.  Celebration of the risen Christ is not reserved for a spot on our calendar.  We forget that sometimes.  But, will You remind us to live your grace and power before we even get to that day of remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us to find that person.  You’ve been working on the heart of a person that needs us to kindly ask them to join us in our journey of faith.  You’ve done the ground work and given us the call to join You in the task.  Give us the wisdom to follow Your finger as You point them out to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us loosen our grip.  Sometimes we hold so tightly to what keeps us from You.  Sometimes we reduce the potentially miraculous to nostalgic emotions.  We really need to look higher and dream bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us ready our hearts.  Preparation is often postponed, because of our patterns and schedules, until it is turned into panic.  What should be a faithful growing expectation of You is morphed into hurried half-hearted wishes that our life would be better.  We need to take the time to let You ready us for what You long to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s my prayer, Lord, for my friends and I.  That’s the direction my faith is pointed.  That’s my hope for the Easter season... and beyond.  That’s the prayer while I feel vibrations under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Dave,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6784086187093883199?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6784086187093883199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6784086187093883199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6784086187093883199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6784086187093883199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-requests-before-easter.html' title='A Few Requests Before Easter'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-629017091525924100</id><published>2011-04-01T09:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:33:11.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;missing the point:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;easter my friend&lt;br&gt;i'm looking forward to seeing you again&lt;br&gt;spring makes me happy&lt;br&gt;family makes me smile&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;you're one of my favorite holidays&lt;br&gt;on your day the songs are upbeat&lt;br&gt;they make me happy&lt;br&gt;i'm glad you&amp;#39;re coming close&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;it's good to talk about life&lt;br&gt;it's encouraging and gives me hope&lt;br&gt;i'm glad your story is happy&lt;br&gt;i hope it doesn't rain&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;you visit us every year&lt;br&gt;i don't have to plan - you just happen&lt;br&gt;i like days that make me happy&lt;br&gt;i think i'll wear my blue suit&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;getting the point:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;easter my friend&lt;br&gt;every year you make me change&lt;br&gt;a little more like him&lt;br&gt;death didn't have the last word&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;you're not just about laughter&lt;br&gt;you remind me to live power&lt;br&gt;i can say no to sin like him&lt;br&gt;stones are made to move&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;i'm sure it's hard to be reduced&lt;br&gt;you're not about eggs or arrogance&lt;br&gt;you have a bigger meaning like him&lt;br&gt;i need to be reminded&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;i'm glad you're almost here&lt;br&gt;i need to start over&lt;br&gt;i need to stand tall like him&lt;br&gt;maybe I'll be freed from a grave too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-629017091525924100?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/629017091525924100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=629017091525924100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/629017091525924100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/629017091525924100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-preparation.html' title='Easter Preparation'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5729544623023786853</id><published>2011-03-25T09:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:52:47.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Things to Know about Most Temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. They are Possible &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The strongest pull away from obedience and holiness comes not from the fleeting thoughts of impossible grandeur; they come from the action that is close at hand and far removed from God's will.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. They are Desirable &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Let's face it - not much temptation to steal a boa constrictor to wrestle it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am tempted by what appeals to the senses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eve wouldn't have taken a bite if the Serpent was holding elephant dung.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. They are Strategic &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Timing is huge in growth and in sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The enemy of my soul knows how to bring the wrong things at the right time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, he also knows how to make the right things look like the wrong time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am tempted to do what shouldn't be done and to leave undone what is required.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tempter is aware of my moods and patterns.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. They are Optional&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This would be a wonderful truth for followers of Christ to embrace.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I don't have to!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't have to disobey God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't have to compromise my thought life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't have to dwell on what is sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't have to repeat what I have confessed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;However you define temptation, whatever it looks like in your life, whenever it slithers into your soul, remember this descriptor - IT'S OPTIONAL.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Choosing Obedience,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5729544623023786853?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5729544623023786853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5729544623023786853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5729544623023786853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5729544623023786853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/03/four-things-to-know-about-most.html' title='Four Things to Know about Most Temptations'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1708591179761785779</id><published>2011-03-18T11:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:32:49.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I went for an ice free walk around the block this morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The dog and I enjoy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;non-winter outdoor exercise.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I saw something that I find myself thinking through.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A man breaking apart a huge pile of snow in his front yard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I know that's not a big deal - but, he's the one who made it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through the winter he shovels his driveway and part of his yard into a large pile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through much of the winter you can see his lawn because he clears it off (I think he does it for his dogs).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The result is there is a huge pile of snow in the middle of his front yard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning he went to his front yard with a shovel and broke up the pile scattering it around so that the sun and warmth could do it's job.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I watched him aggressively dig and throw repeatedly as I walked by.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I thought about how many times we build our own piles - worry, regret, and even sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pictured the mountain of bad choices and bad attitudes that we accumulate on the front yard of our souls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I imagined coming to grips with the fact that the Son and I working together could tear down what I have built.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Spring is a good time to allow the Son to melt what doesn't belong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today is a good day to determine that the pile should be torn down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is growth that is waiting to happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is life that is ready to bring color.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is value that has been covered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Let the warmth of God's Spirit motivate you to use your empowerment to scatter a pile.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Digging,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1708591179761785779?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1708591179761785779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1708591179761785779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1708591179761785779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1708591179761785779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/03/digging.html' title='Digging'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7591023657090154578</id><published>2011-03-11T08:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:57:29.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The list of things that are going to happen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. Setting the clocks ahead one hour.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Saturday night we "spring ahead" one hour.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's kind of interesting - statistically this week is one of the lowest church attendance Sundays of the year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Loosing a hour of sleep when you're already tired is a hard thing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. Spring.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There continues to be a rumor that Spring will come and the snow will melt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ah, remember the 70's of summer?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The new Ministry Center will be complete.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are working on getting the downstairs finished up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It feels like we've been at this for a very long time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm told that in "construction months" it's really not that long.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was unaware that contractors, city inspectors, and builders all live on different calendars than the rest of us do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4. Easter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will soon celebrate the risen Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Easter is about who Christ is and who we are in Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a great season to draw nearer to Him and live the victory He has won.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5. Christ will return.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Note:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These points are not necessarily in order of occurrence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Number 5 could be deposited at any point in our list of things that are going to happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the moment number 5 happens all points and events that were to take place become null and void.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I prepare for number 1 by changing the clocks in my home and car.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I prepare for number 2 by putting away my snowblower and starting my lawnmower.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I prepare for number 3 by thinking through the details and changing ministry structure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I prepare for number 4 by buying Cadbury eggs and getting my suit cleaned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I prepare for number 5 by....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Now that I think about it - I've put entirely too much energy in preparing for things that will be a blip on the calendar.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The great thing is I am ready for number 5 as I do numbers 1-4 in faith and obedience to the One who is returning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I will change my clocks, get my lawnmower ready, plan for change, and celebrate the risen Christ, all while being the Christ-following husband, father, grandfather, pastor, son, employee, friend, servant that I am called to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;How do you get ready for number 5?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you ready for number 5?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Ready,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7591023657090154578?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7591023657090154578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7591023657090154578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7591023657090154578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7591023657090154578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/03/list.html' title='List'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2426100855220413116</id><published>2011-03-04T10:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:58:23.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Lenten Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The last couple of weeks I've found myself getting excited about the Easter season.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Starting Wednesday I am going to take a journey focusing on the words of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We've been working on daily devotional thoughts that will be available &lt;a href="http://www.youversion.com/groups/mfmc/events/current/"&gt;on-line&lt;/a&gt; as well as in hard copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;However, as I consider what Christ has said I'm wondering today about something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please understand it is not my intent to reduce the importance or power of the words of Christ found in the Bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have the life and healing we crave.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have the conviction and judgment we need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have the power and grace we search for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am standing in faith that through the Lenten season the words of Christ are going to bring dramatic dynamics to a hungry soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The something else is, what is Jesus, through the Holy Spirit, saying to me right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Listening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2426100855220413116?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2426100855220413116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2426100855220413116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2426100855220413116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2426100855220413116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/03/pre-lenten-question.html' title='Pre-Lenten Question'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8264627445636568078</id><published>2011-02-25T15:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:09:39.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Rumor has it that Spring is coming.  The melt-off one day will be complete, the resulting lake in my backyard will soak in, the furnace will run less, and I will be able to walk around the block again without cleats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this Spring I’m thinking of a few things I’d like to do.  There’s the standard stuff like, get the yard fixed up, a new roof, new windows, paint the house, replace some carpet, organize the garage, and start a lama farm.  But, most of that probably won’t happen.  So what will the Spring hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I’m reading more this year.  This Spring I’ve got a few books I’d like to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My neurologist tells me I need to evaluate my schedule and involvement's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I’d like to take a few prayer and planning days in a quiet place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Some ministry gaps need to be filled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  There will be more pieces to the puzzle of our call to grow people put in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  More teaching and equipping tools will be available to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I’ll say “yes” to God quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the last one is really what a new season is about isn’t it?  We have goals and objectives, but the issue really comes down to our response to God’s call on our lives.  The “yes” may come from inside turmoil.  The “yes” may come through clinched teeth.  The “yes” may catapult me into the unknowns that I have tried avoid.  But, there will be a “yes.”&lt;br /&gt;This Spring I will eagerly listen for what God is doing, I will push aside my baggage and excuses, and I will let my spirit respond to the Lord with a resounding “yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m looking forward to Spring - but I’m not waiting till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8264627445636568078?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8264627445636568078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8264627445636568078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8264627445636568078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8264627445636568078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-thoughts.html' title='Spring Thoughts'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1652262185778968738</id><published>2011-02-18T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T09:53:52.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Locked somewhere within the unknown moments of this day is an opportunity that has unique fingerprints on it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has not been placed there just to make my life better or to make me smile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That moment, that I can't see yet, is not about comfort or healing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That moment is not placed there so that I could feel good about me or have insight to the rest of the moments.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Somewhere in this day God has placed a moment of miraculous communion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's a moment where I know He has intersected my world - the mundane infused with the supernatural.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's a moment of obedience.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's a moment when I will be faced with a choice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may be obvious, or it may be more subtle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, it will be a moment when I will point my will to God and take a step of obedience with no motive other than to be obedient.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Locked somewhere in this day is a moment with God's fingerprints on it... in fact it's filled with them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will take them one at a time and be faithful with that one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I will set it down and pick up the next one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The expected cost - everything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The expected challenge - huge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The expected result - intimacy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Lord, forgive us for missing them yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May today be filled with my awareness of Your fingerprint covered moments."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Looking,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1652262185778968738?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1652262185778968738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1652262185778968738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1652262185778968738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1652262185778968738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-moment.html' title='Today&apos;s Moment'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-336736688861301564</id><published>2011-02-11T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:20:19.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;To My Other Valentine,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank you for being the person I didn't know how to imagine you would be when we fell in love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank you for believing in me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank you for letting God make you into who you are.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank you for your commitment to us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank you for the joy of dreaming about tomorrow with you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;To My Valentine,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank You for being the Savior I didn't know how to imagine You would be when I fell in love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have shown me more and more of who You are and it makes me a better person the more I know You.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank You for believing in me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know me better than anyone in the world and You still love me and have faith in what I was created to be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know what Your grace and power could fully do and You don't give up on me when I miss that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank You for letting God make You into who You are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are the Savior that took on my sins so that I could know the Father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You paid the highest price because of Your love for the Father and Your love for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm glad You were the willing Sacrifice, and now the reigning King.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank You for your commitment to us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have shown me what it looks like to be committed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are much better at it than I am, but You never judge me for that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You keep loving when I am weak.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You keep teaching when I am slow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You keep reaching when I fall down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thank You for the joy of dreaming about tomorrow with You.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can't fully picture what it will be like, but I know that we will spend eternity together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I can only imagine a world free of pain, loss, doubts, and limits.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, You've built one for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Someday we'll be together without any barriers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;By the way, thank You for my other valentine too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-336736688861301564?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/336736688861301564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=336736688861301564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/336736688861301564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/336736688861301564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4704586207056373968</id><published>2011-02-04T10:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:55:00.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last evening I spent most the night in quiet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wasn't feeling super, but a headache wasn't the main reason I wanted to be in solitude.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I needed to talk with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No TV.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No conversations. No games. No work. No facebook. Just time with God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last night I talked to God about you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are hurting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are ignoring.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are stuck.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are growing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are saying, "yes." You who are aimless.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are fruitless.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You who are touching new levels intimacy with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last night I talked to God about you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last night I talked to God about our world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is tension building.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The battle that has been for pundits and academics is becoming a battle for soccer moms and office parties.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may not be aware of how many Biblical events are on the radar of life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The reason we are not aware is that we are largely busy buying groceries and driving from activity to activity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Kingdom of God is still God's.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our role is to be ready.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last night I talked to God about our church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He reminded me that we are still His.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gathering of people that make up our faith family are placed in this community for a reason.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That reason has little to do with ourselves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Growing people reach people to help them find Christ so that they can be growing people too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last night I talked to God about me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the most painful part of the dialog.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giving yourself to God again and again and again.... is not easy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had to place questions at His feet and hear the silence of no answer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had to make commitments that were embarrassing (because they have been made before).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had to find the place of passion again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had to find the place where I remind myself that I love God with all that I am and will follow Him no matter what.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Last night God and I talked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No big agenda, just time with my God.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Today is busy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This morning He told me it was good to spend time together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked Him to come to the office with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He did.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Tonight I'm going to...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4704586207056373968?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4704586207056373968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4704586207056373968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4704586207056373968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4704586207056373968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4666652650501789984</id><published>2011-01-28T09:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:04:10.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Need to be Reminded of -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;10. Spring has not been canceled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I looked ahead on my calendar to make sure it's still on there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;9. There is such a thing as thing as too much hot sauce on a taco.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am being reminded of that right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;8. The Kingdom of God is not about buildings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A new office doesn't excite me as much as a new Christian. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;7. I don't make the rules about what is sin and what is not.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked God if I could, He said that He's already got that covered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;6. Blessing comes in unique ways.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called a friend today to encourage him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He encouraged me more than I him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;5. Kids can teach you neat things. Example: Cheese balls really are fun and good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact I think they are a vegetable (orange = carrot)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- they go great with meat. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;4.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need to lighten up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ya, there's bad things going on in the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ya, there's profound hurt being carried around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, faith/joy shouldn't be buried by headlines.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3. There will always be things we don't understand about each other as a church - but we can still love each other.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. Prayer works.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's about more than just getting answers, it's about learning to be like Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He believed in talking to the Father... me too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus does the saving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We do the living.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Living,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4666652650501789984?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4666652650501789984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4666652650501789984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4666652650501789984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4666652650501789984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-things-i-need-to-be-reminded-of.html' title='10 Things I Need to be Reminded of -'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2874976435020943580</id><published>2011-01-14T08:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:54:05.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Pockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When the Master came to spend the day with me I really wasn't prepared.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He stopped by my home and asked if we could visit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I nodded hoping he didn't know what was in the pocket of my soul.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;As we talked, the scenery changed to match the topic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He told me about his love for me as we stood in the middle of some vast ocean.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We visited the Grand Canyon when he told me of his grace.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When he called me to calm in my busyness we walked on the beach of some tropical island.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We floated in the vastness of space when he brought up the topic of worshipping the Father.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When he asked me about what was in my pocket I found we were slouched over in a dark closet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My feet seemed to be stuck to the floor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The odor was bad enough that my sense of smell couldn't contain it, so it spilled over to include my sense of taste.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Can we go back to the beach?" I asked.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Yes, I'd love to show you more there," he relied.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"But, I need you to know this place is real and impacting all other places we visit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know about your pocket."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I reached in my pocket and pulled out fear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was just a handful and didn't seem like that big of a deal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Your fear that you exposed robs you of the joy of the ocean, the canyon, the beach, and the universe."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I waited for him to continue as I held the tarry substance in my hand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"You are afraid that you aren't good enough, that your faults will be common knowledge, that your past will be discovered, that your hidden thoughts will be revealed, that what is broken can't be mended, that I am really too good to be true, and that you're missing what is real.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You travel with me, but the pocket of your soul limits the places we can go."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"What do I do?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter how far I throw it the lump seems to end up back in my pocket," I confessed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"You must quit keeping it in your pocket.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stop pretending I don't know it's there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can throw it as many times as it takes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we spend time together it will shrink and when it's smaller we can throw it so far that it won't find you again."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;We instantly stood on the rim of an active volcano as we talked about His power.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rumbling earth vibrated under my feet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I looked at the scene I felt what was in my hand start to shrink.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"I have a lot of places to take you this year," he said as we threw fear away again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Empty Pockets,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2874976435020943580?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2874976435020943580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2874976435020943580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2874976435020943580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2874976435020943580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/01/empty-pockets.html' title='Empty Pockets'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2085212942702180878</id><published>2011-01-07T10:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:17:42.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Saturday is the memorial service for a friend.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Some might say calling him a friend is a stretch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let's face it, we only knew each other a handful of months.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was older than me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had lived a life that was drastically different from mine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He did time in jail.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He made a bunch of the bad choices that I wasn't even tempted to make.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had different backgrounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had different heritages, different gifts, different diseases, different... everything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, yah, and least important of all - different skin colors.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It's interesting to me that we had almost nothing in common.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Sometimes in conversation and fellowship there is a heart connection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don't have to know everything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don't have to spend mountains of time together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don't have to have much in common.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You end up just enjoying the interaction as if it's a favorite pair of jeans. Sometimes people just fit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It's amazing how some hearts can be so quickly sewn together when the common thread is a Savior.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two completely different materials can make a wonderful garment for the Holy Spirit to wear.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I find myself asking the "why" question.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not the "why did he have to die" question, that's for a different moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Right now I'm wondering a little bigger than that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why did our Father God sew our fabrics together for such a short time?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It's possible I had something that he needed before he faced eternity (the arrogance of that thought makes it hard to even read).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friend was ready for eternity before our fabrics came together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God knew how short his time was - I don't think He brought him into my life for him, but the reverse is what I am talking to God about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What did God want to teach me through him?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What patches did he bring that my soul needed to be complete?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Many of us cross paths for such a short time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever wondered why?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;learned from that person who was just "dropped" into your life?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you hear the Holy Spirit whispering to you through people?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are often too busy or guarded or angry or selfish or weak or....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;God and I will continue to talk about how the Holy Spirit used James to grow me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Right now I'm just saying "thank you" for my friend with whom I had one thing in common -&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;That's enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2085212942702180878?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2085212942702180878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2085212942702180878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2085212942702180878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2085212942702180878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-friend.html' title='My Friend'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5290414418776369286</id><published>2010-12-31T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:28:26.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;A blue 2003 Buick drives north on Eastman Avenue.  There are four people in the car, dad, mom, and a couple of friends.  They are on their way to Applebees for dinner.  They drive by the Midland Free Something-or-other building where the Church meets and all four of them do a quick glance at the sign without making it obvious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;"Do you have hope for 2011?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;One of them thinks, "it's about time they took the "Merry Christmas" down.  Another remembers last year when she saw her name on the sign.  A third hears his mind think, "no," before he can control it.  The forth is thinking about fajitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;It's that third person that we work with, that we live next to, that we are friends with.  It's that third person that we need to talk to.  It's that third person that needs to know about the hope of knowing Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I think about the church people that the third person knows.  I wonder if they are able to live hope in front of him.  I wonder if they know how important their life is to Him.  I wonder if they know that they don't have to preach.  I wonder if they know the third person doesn't need religious clichés or memorized answers to questions they aren't even asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;It's that third person they we wanted to reach in 2010.  It's that third person that I have in my mind as we start the New Year.  Sometimes that third person comes to our church.  Sometimes that third person may be... you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The hope of love that won't leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The hope of faith that won't give you easy answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The hope of a tomorrow that's deeper than what I get or what I lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The hope of a spirit that is confident that it will remain solid through any storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Imagine that for you.  Imagine that for your relatives.  Imagine that for the person you've given up on.  Imagine that for the 3rd person. If I can imagine it I can pray it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I'm starting the New Year looking for the 3rd person.  "Do you have hope for 2011?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Answering "Yes,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5290414418776369286?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5290414418776369286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5290414418776369286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5290414418776369286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5290414418776369286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/12/imagine.html' title='Imagine'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1827556468344476592</id><published>2010-12-17T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:33:42.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This morning I thought about changing a Christmas tradition.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know it's easier to steer a freighter with a spoon, but let's at least talk about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some things that we do we don't think through why we do them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Have you ever heard where the tradition of Christmas trees comes from? But, that's not the one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Do you know that we really have no idea how many "magi" there were.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just because there were three gifts doesn't mean there weren't 40 givers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, "we forty kings of Orient are..." doesn't role off the tongue as easy - but that's not the one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Everyone has favorite songs to sing during Christmas, Why don't we sing "Ding Dong Merrily on High?" or, "Good King Wenceslas?" or, why don't we actually eat "figgy pudding."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That's not the one either.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;My crosshairs are aiming at "Merry Christmas."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can do the google search and see where and when it came up, and I'm not saying it's bad... it's just not enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Is that the best followers of Christ can do?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is being "merry" what we are really longing for people?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In light of the full Christ event do we want to limit people to a "merry" day?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"May you have a true encounter with a repentant heart and an awareness of His forgiving grace Christmas," doesn't seem to be marketable even if it might be more theological.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That wouldn't fit on cards or in songs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Have a deep realization of the eternal ramifications of the incarnation." may not be the best replacement either.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"I hope the anointing of the Holy Spirit of God heals and makes you whole bringing His gift of salvation, His complete sanctifying work, and His seal for your eternal home with God." isn't going to cut it either.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Maybe asking for a change in the phrase isn't a good plan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about a change in heart?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about believers saying, "Merry Christmas," and praying in their spirits, "I pray that you would know Jesus in a new way."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We could say what tradition has said and mean something much deeper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hidden in those two words there could be intercession, and longing, and passion, and blessing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They could be said from a heart set on fire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They could be said with eye contact when possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The same thing could be said in a new way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'll go first.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;"Merry Christmas"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-1827556468344476592?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1827556468344476592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1827556468344476592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1827556468344476592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1827556468344476592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2460397579797029048</id><published>2010-12-10T11:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:46:28.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I sat in my chair reading this morning my grandson quietly discovered a stash of grandpa's "candy."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was curious enough that he had to see what they tasted like and sneaky enough to be sure that his back was to me so I couldn't see him sample the treasure he found.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knew the treat would be wonderful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes they are flat unfair.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's when I inflate the potential of the unknown to be enjoyable without a hitch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's when I think people will change when they find out I want them to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's when I plan for situations to change solely because I don't like them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In some areas they are too high and in others they are too low.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have high expectations that our spouse will never miss a cue, and low expectations when we meet with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes we don't have the faith that God will move.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ours of God should be high and should be purified by a strong faith in God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a great season to let your faith grow, and your let faith lift your expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's Christmas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are your Christmas expectations?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Flawless dinner - the perfect gift - family harmony - snow on the lawn and not the road?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you expect certain flavors, sounds, smells, and emotions?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations. Isaiah found himself huddled around a handful of grandpa's candy - Fisherman's Friend cough drops.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His sample licking did not produce the flavors he was hoping for.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Determined, he licked a few of them to see if they were like jelly beans, "there must be one here that tastes like candy!" If you haven't had them before - imagine a fuel oil and rotten egg popsicle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was quite disappointed when he placed them in my hand, shook his head, refused to close his mouth so he wouldn't have to taste the remnants on his lips, and proclaimed, "yucky!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations. Our expectations on the "things" of Christmas are too high.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our expectations on the Christ of Christmas are too low.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The result is - yucky.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The thing is - I set my expectations.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith based expectations that come from an accurate view of God's nature are never disappointing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Having my "expecter" set on high when I worship God is not a waste of energy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Spending time with God is not a disappointment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Opening my will to Him is not a let down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Expectations.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Mine for God are high.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mine for a new Corvette are low.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Mine for the move of God's Spirit are high.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mine for perfect weather are low.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Mine for a demonstration of God's strength is high.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mine for stuff to satisfy me are low.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Going to buy some real candy for my "hiding place" because I don't ever want to see that look on my grandson's face again,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2460397579797029048?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2460397579797029048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2460397579797029048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2460397579797029048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2460397579797029048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/12/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4890122994174284588</id><published>2010-12-03T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:06:29.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The decorations are up... most of them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Presents are bought... most of them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plans are made... most of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Preparation is an interesting thing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Preparation itself is an expression of faith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are behaving in faith that the end of the month is going to be here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are counting on the repeat annual event.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The calendar page has been turned and we can see the 25th coming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Planning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;How do you prepare for Jesus to revive your soul through this Christmas season?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How does our church plan for the Spirit of God to demonstrate Himself in a new way?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;1. Looking Forward.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As this is being written we are getting regular calls from Nathan and Lynsee about them coming home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Monday they will be on their way back to Michigan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We're looking forward to it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Somehow we need to find the hope to look forward to the good thing that God wants to do in and through us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don't manipulate God into action; we know enough about Him to look forward to what He longs to do without us even knowing what that is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm excited about what God is going to do in our lives this month!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;2. Be Willing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a willingness to participate not a just a willingness to witness. "God, I will take my place in what You long to do and make myself available to You as You see fit."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Sometimes we are only willing to know what we have already known and do what we have already done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The problem with that is God may have something new in mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;3.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray. 'nuf said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Ask God to do more than we could ask or imagine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not because He has something to prove to us, but because that's His will for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His will for us is greater than what we can understand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Let's prepare.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That's what Advent is all about.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4890122994174284588?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4890122994174284588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4890122994174284588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4890122994174284588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4890122994174284588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/12/preparing.html' title='Preparing'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-779268036815096323</id><published>2010-11-19T17:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:01:04.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Your Role</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;In a relationship people need to know their roles.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;In a marriage both the husband and the wife must know what being a mate means to them and what they expect it to mean to the other person.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Husbands know their role is to go to work, eat dinner, watch tv.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wives know their role is to raise the kids, clean the house, cook the meals, mow the lawn, milk the cows, shovel snow, repair the water heater, wax the cars, and be in awe of how amazing their husband is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Roles.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;There are work relationships, friend relationships, relative relationships, dating relationships, family relationships, acquaintance relationships, and a myriad of other ones too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each of us has relational roles that need to be filled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If your view of the relationship is as abusive and twisted as the description in the paragraph above I'm guessing you don't have many solid relationships.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The Psalmist gave a good summary of the God/human relationship in the 63rd Psalm and the 8th verse, "My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am the clinger, He is the upholder.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am the needy one, He is the meeter of those needs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am the hungry one, He is the distributer of nourishment.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I need enough energy to hold on, He has the strength to hold me up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I have a soul that is empty, He is what fills the void.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;God and I have a pretty good understanding of our roles.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He's God - I'm not.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;When I live like that I find there is good guidance that helps me in the other roles I have to fill.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When God is my God and I am His servant I am a better spouse, boss, employee, dad, friend, and acquaintance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thankful I'm learning more about my role as a follower.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Part of my role is to be thankful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sunday we'll talk about doing the work of a thankful person.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Hoping you didn't stop reading after the first paragraph and start writing me a note,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-779268036815096323?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/779268036815096323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=779268036815096323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/779268036815096323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/779268036815096323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/11/know-your-role.html' title='Know Your Role'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2576362470531578094</id><published>2010-11-12T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:29:55.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Acts 11&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;22&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;News of this reached the ears of the church at Jerusalem, and they sent Barnabas to Antioch.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;23 When he arrived and saw the evidence of the grace of God, he was glad and encouraged them all to remain true to the Lord with all their hearts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;24 He was a good man, full of the Holy Spirit and faith, and a great number of people were brought to the Lord.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I read this passage of scripture and hoped that it would be true of us... of me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;The message of Christ is spreading to Jews and Gentiles and a "great number" have come to faith in Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, that's not what I am praying for for this Sunday (don't misunderstand, a "great number" of people being brought to faith would be a blessing).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I'm thinking right now of the line in the 23rd verse, "saw the evidence of the grace of God."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;What is that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What does it look like?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is the proof of God's touch?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What did Barnabas see in those people that he might not have seen in others?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;People go south and see the evidence of a hurricane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hunters go to the woods and find the evidence of deer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Investigators check out a crime scene and look for the evidence of a perpetrator.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had an m.r.i. done so the neurologist could look for evidence of a brain (I have copies of the scans - I have one).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;What is the evidence of the grace of God?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Whole relationships.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Changed patterns.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Sins vanished.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Bodies and souls healed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Visible joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Passion.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Gratitude.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Go ahead, have some fun in your mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is the evidence of the grace of God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The point is not to live the list, it's to receive the grace so that the list is the by-product.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;What would Barnabas see if he walked in on us?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Thinking,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2576362470531578094?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2576362470531578094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2576362470531578094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2576362470531578094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2576362470531578094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/11/evidence.html' title='Evidence'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6006793742649313587</id><published>2010-11-05T10:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:19:46.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;They came from different backgrounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with different expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with different levels of baggage and freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with varied degrees of understanding of who Jesus is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came to the same river.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Some of them watched the flow from a safe distance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They limited their exposure and refused the risk of being wet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They enjoyed the thoughts of getting in the water but they remained far from its current.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Others stood in the same shallow spot they have always stood.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They even applauded themselves because they stood in the river and encouraged others to share in their mediocrity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Others went deeper with the predetermined knowledge of drying off as soon as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They temporarily splashed and floated in the waters, but they knew that they remained land lovers and had no intention of swimming long enough to let the water make them whole.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Others pretended.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They wore what blends, said what fits, and did what is in line with the average.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;But, there were those for whom watching was not enough, wading was not acceptable, splashing was not real, and pretending was distasteful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were those who saw the current and longed to be caught up in it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were thirsty enough to let moments be gigantic as they took new steps.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They allowed the very molecules of the water to find places on their souls that had remained hidden and barricaded.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They let, and welcomed, even longed for, a cleansing that would empower them to know new levels of intimacy and wholeness.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;They are the ones this report is about Lord.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For they are the ones who found cleansing that changed them according to Your will, they are the ones that received something to take back to their homes, they are the ones that found the value You have given them, they are the ones that allowed You into their relationships, they are the ones that have something new to take back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;It is an honor for me to report to You that Your Spirit brought strength where weakness had kept them stagnant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your grace taught them to see themselves through the lens of Your Son not the lens of their world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your power broke reefs that had held them captive in less than You had reserved for them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am sure as a result of this new activity we all are going to be busy with celebration as You continue to work through them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Submitted in Worship&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Galmila, Angel Over Women's Retreats.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;This weekend around twenty women from our church will meet with about 400 other women for the Deeper Life Retreat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May they never be the same and may we all experience renewal and revival as they do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;They came from different backgrounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with different expectations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with different levels of baggage and freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came with varied degrees of understanding of who Jesus is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They came to the same river.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Ezekiel 47:9 "...so where the river flows everything will live."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;Revival Ready,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6006793742649313587?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6006793742649313587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6006793742649313587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6006793742649313587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6006793742649313587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/11/report.html' title='The Report'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4668159812934725363</id><published>2010-10-29T11:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:40:20.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lukewarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There's not a market for luke-warm coffee.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Gas stations, coffee shops, and fast food restaurants heat their coffee to 1.38 degrees below lava and people seem to be ok with that.  They also have iced coffee.  Coffee with ice cubes on purpose!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's interesting that we're o.k. with the extremes but the in-between (for most people) is... yucky.  I sit at my desk this morning with a mongo-sized-multi-bathroom-trip  thermal coffee cup that is now effectively holding my coffee at that swampy fuel oil temperature.  I thought about warming it up but that would involve a walk.  Drinking it like it is only involves a scrunched up face to swallow the sludge taste.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;The words of the Angel of the Lord to the church Laodicea in Revelation 3:15&amp;amp;16 come to mind, "I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot.  I wish that you were either one of the other! So, because you are luke warm... I am about to spit your out of my mouth."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nearby Laodicea was Hierapolis, known for its hot springs that were medicinal and healing.  Also near by were the pure mountain cold waters of Colossea providing refreshing nourishment for the weary.  Laodica is being called to task for its works ("deeds") not its spiritual temperature.  I don't think God would want anyone to be "cold" in their spirit.  The believers are being warned about being indifferent and ineffective in their actions.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Not being a place for healing and refreshing is a dangerous place for a church to be.  Christianity needs to be about bringing wholeness and nourishment into the lives of the people who come in contact with us.  It's that stinky mediocricy that is of no value.  What mocks God is an attitude of, "I don't care" that shows up in actions of, "I don't care" even if our mouths say, "I'm a Christian."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;What engages a Supernatural gag reflex is providing grace and power that remain unused while they're talked about as if they are being used.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Lord, this Sunday may an exhausted traveler find the pure springs of your strength.  Lord, this Sunday may a wounded soul bathe in the healing springs of your love."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Walking My Coffee to the Microwave,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4668159812934725363?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4668159812934725363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4668159812934725363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4668159812934725363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4668159812934725363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/10/lukewarm.html' title='Lukewarm'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6517437536709779282</id><published>2010-10-22T11:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:30:47.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Arena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to my cousin's memorial service this week.  You would've loved Ed, he was a great pastor and a fun guy.  I find myself sitting next to some of you in the stadium of questions.  You know the place - it's the crowded arena that holds all of us who have had an experience that doesn't seem to fit in the game of life.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I hugged Ed's wife, who now is without a husband, a father for their kids, a pastor, and even a church.  I stood in the stadium next to her and felt a fraction of her pain.  We cried.  I walked and talked with my other cousin who is now without his younger brother and himself racked with pain from cancer - we talked about God, about questions, about hanging on.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The stadium is often quite full.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;As I work my way out of the stadium I'm looking back making some observations.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1.  The stadium of questions rarely has answers.&lt;br&gt;I went in with a list of things that didn't make sense to me.  I went in with a bunch of suggestions for God on how he could have handled this one differently.  I went in thinking I should be exempt from having to be there again.  I went in knowing I wasn't alone - but feeling like I was.  Being answerless makes what I "feel" bigger than what I "know."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. The stadium is often the birth place of anger.&lt;br&gt;It is amazing to me how close we are to an angry response.  Please know that God can handle our anger, but in most cases it's a huge waste of our energy.  We get angry over what we can't change and don't like.  The danger is that anger not given to God grows into a poison that infects all of our life and is usually expressed on innocent bystanders.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. The stadium of questions is where I am most selfish.&lt;br&gt;I couldn't count how many people were there.  When I'm in the arena I'm not usually aware of anyone else.  I see people, but I don't notice souls if I'm not careful.  My questions become my identity and the absence of answers is my evil twin.  We're not good for each other.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. The stadium of questions some how grows me.&lt;br&gt;After I sit in my chair for a while and search for illusive answers I eventually notice that Someone is sitting close to me.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;At some point He asks if I am ready to leave.&lt;br&gt;"But I don't have an answer yet," I reply refusing to get up.&lt;br&gt;"You know, you can leave without one don't you?" He kindly asks.&lt;br&gt;"But if I have questions doesn't that mean I am weak and have no faith?"&lt;br&gt; "No," He didn't hesitate to answer.&lt;br&gt;"Are you willing to keep walking without an answer?  Are you bold enough to let my Father have the answers and not share them with you?  Are you able to have faith and questions at the same time?"  He asked the series of rapid fire questions not waiting for my response.&lt;br&gt; "Yah, I think I am." I finally said.&lt;br&gt;"I'd love to have a person like that walk with me," He smiled.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We stood together.  I don't have answers - I have a Friend.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Leaving the Arena Again,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pastor Dave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6517437536709779282?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6517437536709779282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6517437536709779282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6517437536709779282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6517437536709779282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/10/arena.html' title='The Arena'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4778551331576272009</id><published>2010-10-15T14:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:29:45.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescuing the Church!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rescuing the Church!  I have watched with interest as the 33 miners from Chile have been rescued from their extended overtime (technically they were on the job the whole time, over 1600 hours - what's overtime pay in Chile?).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was fascinating the story that the media is feeding us with a front end loader right now.  Already the event itself is not news enough, now we hear all the scandal about individuals.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So far one line captivated me.  As the rescue was happening someone was sharing that the key to survival for them was that everyone of them had a job.  Everyone was involved in helping everyone live through the ordeal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Petty opinions are of little value when you might die.  Pride is revealed as shallow when it's about survival.  Selfishness must evaporate when 32 people are counting on you to live.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wonder about the church.  We have become so program guided and oriented that we wait for a program to be implemented to do what is right to do.  In light of that I have to be invited and sold on the program before I chip in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I'm thinking about the church being a place where I belong and where I am active.  Do people know you love them?  Have you meet someone new?  Have you asked how you could pray for a new friend this week?  Have you taken someone out for a coffee?  Have you made sure that person doesn't have to sit alone in church?  Have you risked?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everyone had a job.  Everyone did the job.  Everyone was rescued.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thinking about all of us being rescued from ineffectiveness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Praying for you,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4778551331576272009?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4778551331576272009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4778551331576272009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4778551331576272009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4778551331576272009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/10/rescuing-church.html' title='Rescuing the Church!'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7412770280074582913</id><published>2010-10-08T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:23:35.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Awe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night I went to the hospital and held a newborn.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beauty finds new meaning when it is wrapped tightly in a warm blanket.  Innocence is more obvious when life hasn't hardened a soul.  Dependance seems more healthy when an infant sleeps in your arms.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I found myself looking again to the eyes of a proud (albeit exhausted) mom and dad.  They had waited for this moment.  Holding their newborn daughter and standing next to my not-newborn daughter made me think of all the "moments" that are in front of them.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's not theological enough, maybe I'm not in the mood for depth right now, it's possible I'm more sentimental than I am dignified - but have a picture in my mind that won't go away.  My Father God finds beauty in his creation.  He looks close as the Creator - "they have my soul in them.  Sometimes it hard to see, but I can see Myself in them.  Man, I'm proud!"&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If your view of God doesn't include a God that loves you enough to wrap you in a blanket of grace and dote on you, you don't know God's heart.  My heavenly Father provides innocence.  Through the sacrifice of His only Son, Jesus,  God is able to look at me and hold me tightly enough so that I can't mistake His affection.  He is able focus on the innocence his grace provides, while I demand to look at what He has had to forgive.  He sees me as He made me, too often I see me as what I made me.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My provider God knows how dependent I am on Him even when I don't.  He knows when it's time for solid food or the milk of His Spirit to grow me to solid food.  He knows when I can walk and when I need to be carried.  He knows how to teach me to talk and how I will fall short if others fill the role of my provider.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;He's my Father God.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The scene in heaven may have played out like this -&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;God: "Hey, look at that!  See that baby in David's arms.  I created them both, they are my creations and I can see myself in them.  Look closer.  Do you see the innocence of the souls?  Look at what grace does!  Can you smell the fragrance of dependance from that room - both of them are completely helpless without a provider.  That's me!  I'm their provider.  Quick!  Take a picture!  Two of mine.  I made them both.  I did a great job."&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Angel: "Wow."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Last night I held God's creation in my arms.  God held two.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;In Awe,&lt;br&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7412770280074582913?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7412770280074582913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7412770280074582913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7412770280074582913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7412770280074582913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-awe.html' title='In Awe'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5957664475871070914</id><published>2010-10-01T10:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:02:57.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I suppose summer's over, it's time to start "thinking" again.  As I start this day I have some things on my mind that I've learned this summer.  What have you learned?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. Some stuff is out of my control.&lt;br&gt;It's much easier and safer to not &amp;quot;beat your head&amp;quot; with a bat over things you can't control.  The Lord helped me to set aside my agenda and be ok with the fact that not everything runs the way I would like it to.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often life doesn't run in the grooves I've made for it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. Birthdays happen.&lt;br&gt;I'm not fond of getting a greater distance from thirty, yet the distance keeps growing.  The hair on my head is thinner and the hair on my chin is grayer.  While the world struggles to add years that have little meaning I'm learning to be sure that each one I have matters.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often I don't live on purpose.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. The soul matters more.&lt;br&gt;My relationship with God is more important than my relationship with my doctor.  The end of the summer season included physical challenges that I would rather have skipped.  But I know what matters most.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often I care most about what isn't the most important.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. I love my church.&lt;br&gt;I just like being here.  I like seeing people grow.  I like meeting new people.  I like hearing people sing.  I like hearing the pages turn when I say, "turn with me in your Bibles to...." I like being a MFMCer.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often I forget to thank God for the church I attend.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. The call is crucial.&lt;br&gt;I heard from the Lord this summer about my call - what it is and what it isn't.  The Leadership Team and the Pastoral Staff are making adjustments so that we spend most of our time swimming in the ocean of God's call for us.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often I wade streams of business.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;6. Relationships happen on purpose.&lt;br&gt;I've had some of the greatest times having dinner, playing games, drinking coffee - being with people.  It's our error when we are too busy to be with people and risk building relationships.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Too often I don't make time for fun.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;7. God's good at making new starting lines.&lt;br&gt;Hint - Sunday we're looking at starting lines for individuals and our church.  Come ready to be blessed by God's grace.  Bring a friend who needs to start over.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm getting in position for a new season of the soul and a new season for our church.  I'm listening for the starting pistol to fire.  I'm ready to run the race.  It's been a good summer.  It's time to move on!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5957664475871070914?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5957664475871070914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5957664475871070914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5957664475871070914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5957664475871070914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-reflections.html' title='Summer Reflections'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4684869865679388585</id><published>2010-06-25T11:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T11:23:11.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;I'm looking at what the summer includes. &amp;nbsp;I really sense in my spirit a few things need to adjust for the next month or so. &amp;nbsp;Weekly "Friday Thoughts" is one of them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Friday Thoughts" is often a good unloading for me of some of the overflow thoughts and questions that run through my head like 5th graders fighting over a gallon of Mt. Dew. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks for your feedback and for spending a few moments with me each week. &amp;nbsp;What started a few years ago as silly has really grown to a sometimes less silly branch of my investing in people.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm going to take July (and maybe some of August) to focus on some other projects and clear my head for a new season of thoughts and challenges.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Be watching - I have a feeling I will be much more holy and wiser and taller and thiner and younger and awesomeer and abunchofotherthingser come August.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Please be in the Word this summer!&lt;BR&gt;Please risk godly relationships this summer!&lt;BR&gt;Please listen for the Lord this summer!&lt;BR&gt;Please grow in your faith this summer!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Following,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/5480223560816977966-4684869865679388585?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4684869865679388585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4684869865679388585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4684869865679388585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4684869865679388585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-248935857551995816</id><published>2010-06-18T14:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:15:58.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I’m excited about summer</title><content type='html'>It’s time for a Dave list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I’m excited about summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Some people, including me, will grow in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not about a building, a vacation, or a celebration - I’m thinking about being closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking about the kind of thing that will not change with a Presidents pen or politicians promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me smile right now has nothing to do with “success” or comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not about the right person doing the right thing so that I will be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing who to blame for an oil spill or it’s clean up isn’t registering on my “wow-o-meter.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about those of us who will:&lt;br /&gt;       Cross lines with the Lord that He has been asking us to cross,&lt;br /&gt;       Stand for something that matters for eternity,&lt;br /&gt;       Let go of what has held us captive,&lt;br /&gt;       “Taste and see that the Lord is good,”&lt;br /&gt;       Swim in the refreshing pool of anointing,&lt;br /&gt;       Put away arguments that weaken our impact,&lt;br /&gt;       Say “forgive me,”&lt;br /&gt;       and follow Christ with abandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, that’s it.  That’s my list of one.  Right now I’m excited about supernatural transactions that are taking place, and will take place, this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I want to be one of those growing people - will be be one with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-248935857551995816?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/248935857551995816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=248935857551995816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/248935857551995816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/248935857551995816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-im-excited-about-summer.html' title='Why I’m excited about summer'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-6036451166775809356</id><published>2010-06-11T10:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:53:36.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Finding</title><content type='html'>I didn't have it so I thought it best to do some searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked inside money and couldn’t seem to see any reflection of it at  all.  With money there is always more, and always someone who has more.    And besides, there were too many external factors that determine  money’s value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked in success and found what I thought was it, but it kept  changing no matter how much I pushed and climbed.  I soon grew tired and  disillusioned from grasping what looked like it until it was in my hand  - then it wasn’t it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure it was in relationships, so I looked there.  They were very  close but I still couldn’t find it there.  Mostly because there seems to  be an inherent selfishness that I bring into most relationships.   Between selfishness and insecurity I knew that was not the place to  find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped into religion, suspecting that it was formed there.  Surely I  would find it inside the walls of being and doing the “right things.”   But, the more I looked the more I found nothing that even resembled  what I was looking for.  It often seemed close, but wasn’t there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent time looking inside me.  Bad idea.  I didn’t have what I  couldn’t find - that was just silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul was exhausted from looking and confused from repeatedly almost  finding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I walked through a park looking under benches and behind random  trees and saw a man watching me.  He asked me what I was looking for.  I  told him, annoyed that it wasn’t obvious, “I’m looking for the right  container... isn’t everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “it” that I was looking for was the right container and I found it  no where.  I wandered away from the stranger hoping he would stare at  someone else - he didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is it you need to contain?” he continued to press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached in the worn bag I had carried on my journey, it was far from a  worthy container for such important cargo, and I showed him my soul  passion.  “I can’t find the right container for my passions and I have  looked everywhere!  Every one I have found is shaped wrong, or cheap, or  too small, or has holes.  I can’t waste such a valuable part of me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at what was cupped in my hands and grinned, “I agree.  That is  very valuable cargo.  You need a container that will allow it to grow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I walked and talked for quite a while. “Passions must be held in a  place that is safe enough to grow and accessible enough to be spent,”  he said.  I found out he was a carpenter and in the days that followed  he talked to me about his passion costing him everything.  He built the  perfect container for my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend a lot of time together.  He taught me to find others who need a  container for passion.  He showed me how he mends them.  Did you know  most containers do more damage than they do good?  Some people give up  and waste their passions by placing them in the easiest or most popular  container.  He said the right container lasts forever, is priceless, and  is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s an amazing man - turns out he’s a shepherd too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending and Growing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-6036451166775809356?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/6036451166775809356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=6036451166775809356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6036451166775809356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/6036451166775809356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/06/almost-finding.html' title='Almost Finding'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-3496365712949937767</id><published>2010-06-04T10:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:52:46.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;July 10th, 1861 - "Yesterday afternoon I preached on 'Being led by the Spirit.' &amp;nbsp;God assisted me and shed light on many minds, and especially on mine. &amp;nbsp;At the close we had a prayer meeting for the baptism of the Holy Spirit. &amp;nbsp;It was a gracious time. &amp;nbsp;The Lord held me to a fuller consecration to Him than I had ever made. &amp;nbsp;I was led to consecrate myself (1st) to deny self, (2nd) to redeem the time, (3rd) to go forward in the work of God as much as I feel I ought to. &amp;nbsp;The Lord accepted and blessed me, and gave me His Holy Spirit." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From the journal of B.T. Roberts founder of the Free Methodist Church about one year after it was started. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The seeds have been planted.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Consecrated,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-3496365712949937767?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/3496365712949937767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=3496365712949937767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3496365712949937767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/3496365712949937767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-thoughts.html' title='Friday Thoughts...'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8995792222890555211</id><published>2010-05-28T09:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:07:20.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Week-End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000"&gt;Memorial Day Week-End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have served in the Armed Forces in the past or currently, thank-you.  Your memories may be filled with training, pain, and sacrifice on our behalf.  For many, the memories are difficult to even verbalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories are filled with the freedom that you have defended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have lost loved ones in a battle to protect this nation, thank-you.  Your memories were painfully cut short of the one that you will always love.  Your memories may be filled with good times of the past and hard news that was delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories are filled with the freedom that your loved one believed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the One who gave His life so that we could really be free beyond what any nation could afford or protect, thank-you.  You have thrown from Your memory my sin so that I would know relationship with Your Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are filled with the freedom that You gave Your life for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dave &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/5480223560816977966-8995792222890555211?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8995792222890555211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8995792222890555211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8995792222890555211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8995792222890555211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day-week-end.html' title='Memorial Day Week-End'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-9196217499028925537</id><published>2010-05-21T10:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:36:51.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>being reminded of our rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;Samuel Adams wrote on the topic of the rights of Colonists in 1772. &amp;nbsp;He said that individual rights, "may be best understood by reading and carefully studying the institutes of the great Law Giver and Head of the Christian Church, which are to be found clearly written and promulgated in the New Testament."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sometimes we need to be reminded of our rights.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to have an open, intimate, and growing relationship with God. &amp;nbsp;This basic right is not based on our merit or value, it is based on and empowered by the merit and value of the sacrifice of Christ. &amp;nbsp;The Christ event is the core of our Christian rights.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to forgive people. &amp;nbsp;The mercy we receive from God is to be distributed to others. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we think we have the right to hold a grudge - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to full surrender. &amp;nbsp;Everything we have we are stewards of as God's family. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we think we have the right to selfishness - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to persecution. &amp;nbsp;Suffering for Christ is part of the call and example that has been given to us. Sometimes we think we have the right to comfort - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to serve. &amp;nbsp;Giving of moments, muscle, and money is a reality of Christ-like living that bears the fruit of God's kingdom. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we think we have the right to be served - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to hold our tongue. &amp;nbsp;Words damage when delivered from a skewed motive or a platform of anger. &amp;nbsp;We think we have the right to "free speech" - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to live holy lives. &amp;nbsp;The behavior and actions of a Christ-follower are to be behaviors and actions through which the Holy Spirit can point to the Father as our empowerment. &amp;nbsp;We think we have the right to do what we want - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to be dependent. &amp;nbsp;We need God for everything! &amp;nbsp;Our hunger for God should only be surpassed by our worship of God. &amp;nbsp;Worship of God produces a greater hunger for him. &amp;nbsp;We understand the work of God to the degree that we are honest about our need for God. &amp;nbsp;We think we have the right to be self-sufficient - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We have the right to follow. &amp;nbsp;Life is not about impacting others it's about being impacted by God so he can impact others through us. &amp;nbsp;We think we have the right to lead - we don't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Today I will exercise my rights as a Christ-follower.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thinking,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/5480223560816977966-9196217499028925537?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/9196217499028925537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=9196217499028925537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/9196217499028925537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/9196217499028925537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-reminded-of-our-rights.html' title='being reminded of our rights'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1125618745041289204</id><published>2010-05-14T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:13:04.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;"Jesus, I thought I'd bring a few issues to you this Friday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. It seems that bitterness is growing in our nation. &amp;nbsp;We've built our sand castles on success and the "American dream" and the waves have exposed them as far less than sturdy. &amp;nbsp;It's even in the church. &amp;nbsp;We've forgotten how to define ministry the way you do. &amp;nbsp;Appearances are valued more than substance even in the gathering of your people. &amp;nbsp;When our castles don't support us the way we would like we get angry and blame people... usually the wrong people. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. There are a a lot of people who are dear to me that are really having a hard time right now. &amp;nbsp;I keep trying to come up with the right words that will cause people to know your power and find that my words don't cut it. &amp;nbsp;I guess we need to quit trying to find ways to "fix" people and risk loving them through what often doesn't make sense. &amp;nbsp;We're not enough. &amp;nbsp;The stuff is too big for us. &amp;nbsp;We have no quick solutions. &amp;nbsp;We really need to learn how to be more dependent on you and less dependent on comfort.&lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. Our idols keep us too busy for you. &amp;nbsp;I didn't mean to say "idols," that was a slip on my part. &amp;nbsp;They aren't idols - they are priorities. &amp;nbsp;It's not like I bow down to them... I just hold them higher than you. &amp;nbsp;That's not an idol is it? &amp;nbsp;It's just that everything is so important right now. &amp;nbsp;You are eternity, but I'm doing "right now" right now. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wonder what single surrender looks and feels like. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to surrender to a lot of different things.&lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. Too many people haven't placed their faith in you and that doesn't really worry us. &amp;nbsp;I think we are not as passionate about the lost as you are. &amp;nbsp;We can send a check or let someone else carry that load. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. Toleration has pretended to be unity. &amp;nbsp;It's too risky to be real. &amp;nbsp;I guess it's better to be a surfer than a deep sea diver. &amp;nbsp;Staying on the surface is ok isn't it? &amp;nbsp;The busy thing is part of this. &amp;nbsp;I don't have the time to really walk with someone through the journey. &amp;nbsp;The journey is best left as an individual thing. &amp;nbsp;I know you had different plans, but that's how we've learned to do it. &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. We care so much about what I can't find in the Bible. &lt;BR&gt;I think the church needs revival.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The answers seem to be the same. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm going to work on a list of people that need to let you bring revival. &amp;nbsp;I know if they would get on the ball life would be different for them and the church.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Well, It's been nice talking with you Jesus. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Amen."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Missing the Point,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dave &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/5480223560816977966-1125618745041289204?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1125618745041289204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1125618745041289204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1125618745041289204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1125618745041289204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-point.html' title='Missing the Point'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8639515017243241565</id><published>2010-05-07T11:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:38:42.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;Paul to Agrippa "I pray God that not only you but all who are listening to me today may become what I am, except for these chains." (Acts 26:29)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Is that part of the heart of the Christian church? &amp;nbsp;Have we surrendered so fully to what God is doing in our spirits that we can proclaim, "I want you to have what I have? &amp;nbsp;I pray that God would do for your soul what I have let him do in mine." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In context Paul wasn't hoping people would mimic his personal characteristics, he was proclaiming a desire that all listening would know Jesus and let Him change their worlds like He did Paul's. &amp;nbsp;What Paul "was" was a believer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Requirements before I can say what Paul said:&lt;BR&gt;1. I must be fully repentant for who I have been and what I have done. &amp;nbsp;I've got to cross through the fire of conviction and repentance before I can wade in the waters of freedom.&lt;BR&gt;2. I have to let grace do its job. &amp;nbsp;In other words If I confess and repent I must not demand to continue to punish myself for what I have been forgiven of. &amp;nbsp;Paul had regrets, but he moved on.&lt;BR&gt;3. I have to be willing to engage in what God has for me. &amp;nbsp;I can't long for God to bring you to where I am if where I am is on the couch of spiritual stagnation. &amp;nbsp;I would never wish that someone else would know mediocrity.&lt;BR&gt;4. I must embrace the ever growing and changing nature of the spiritual journey. &amp;nbsp;There is never to be a time when I stop growing and learning of God.&lt;BR&gt;5. I must be honest about what is negative. &amp;nbsp;"I don't want you to have to deal with ______, but I want you to know Jesus." &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;6. I need to surrender to what He has called me to - even if it is chains. &amp;nbsp;And when the chains happen (whatever form they take) I am to remain focused on what is eternal.&lt;BR&gt;7. I need to let God make me what He longs for me to be. &amp;nbsp;Now I am angry - He will make me compassionate. &amp;nbsp;Now I am feeble - He will build up my spirit. &amp;nbsp;Now I am faithless - He will move mountains through me. &amp;nbsp;Before I can say what Paul said I need to let God be who God is. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The reason that's important is because He wants us to be able to say what Paul said!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My Sample:&lt;BR&gt;Today I struggle with a cold and I hunger to be in the center of God's will. &amp;nbsp;I pray that you would all know what God is doing in me... except for the cold. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What would happen if we all had prayers like that?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your Sample:&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Lord I pray that _____ would know the freedom that you are taking me to, but protect them from the scars I have."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I dreaming about what could happen to our church/city if...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Servant, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8639515017243241565?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8639515017243241565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8639515017243241565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8639515017243241565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8639515017243241565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-thought.html' title='Friday Thought'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1748913705098960003</id><published>2010-04-30T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:42:55.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 121</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I lift up my eyes to the hills—where does my help come from?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;"Lord, on this day would you help me lift my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's the very thing that I need the most help with that I refuse to lift my eyes from.&amp;nbsp; May this weekend be a string of hours that find me looking to you and knowing your filling."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;He will not let your foot slip—&lt;SPAN class=Apple-tab-span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;he who watches over you will not slumber; indeed, he who watches over Israel&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;will neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;"Thank-you for never checking out on me.&amp;nbsp; I count on you watching me and on you knowing about what I can't understand.&amp;nbsp; I'm kind of like the little child that is always saying, 'Dad watch this.'&amp;nbsp; I know I don't have to say that to you... but, 'Hey God, I'm facing another day - Watch me!'"&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;The LORD watches over you—the LORD is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm you by day,&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;nor the moon by night.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;"Lord, I don't know of many things that are really consistent.&amp;nbsp; You are.&amp;nbsp; Watching the sun come up on this new day I know you will be with me through it.&amp;nbsp; Each night I rest knowing you will be with me as I close the day."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;The LORD will keep you from all harm—he will watch over your life; the LORD will watch over your coming and going&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;both now and forevermore.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;"Lord, is it ok that I don't understand why sometimes harms seems to find its way to me?&amp;nbsp; There is a confident living that you call me to, a confidence in your protection.&amp;nbsp; I guess I will never know what you have protected me from because I get my eyes on what has been allowed to touch my life.&amp;nbsp; Help me lift my eyes and see you in faith.&amp;nbsp; 'Both now and forevermore'."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Praying the Word,&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 17px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 14px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&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/5480223560816977966-1748913705098960003?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1748913705098960003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1748913705098960003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1748913705098960003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1748913705098960003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/04/psalm-121.html' title='Psalm 121'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8331013939828230192</id><published>2010-04-23T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:06:03.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;P&gt;There are a lot of things that the wonderful season we are going into involves. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. I'm thinking again about cleaning my garage. &amp;nbsp;For months I've tattooed the excuse, "it's too cold" on my tongue so it was ready to be used when the temptation would arise in my mind. &amp;nbsp;I have a small window before the, "it's too hot" tattoo comes out. &amp;nbsp;It's time to do it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. The yard projects have mocked me through the winter reminding me that soon I would not be able to hide them under a thin layer of snow. &amp;nbsp;The layer is gone. &amp;nbsp;They are not. &amp;nbsp;Their mocking is louder when it's not muffled by a few inches of snow.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;I love walking around the block when there is no ice. &amp;nbsp;This time is a mixture of exercise, dog walking, and talking with God. &amp;nbsp;I look forward to a new season of walks. &amp;nbsp;I love being able to walk.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Trees aren't depressing anymore! &amp;nbsp;Through the winter the trees in my back yard allow the neighbor's house and ours to seem uncomfortably close. &amp;nbsp;When I look out my dining room window and ask the neighbor to "pass the salt" it's... weird. &amp;nbsp;Now that the trees have those green things on them again it gives us a little more privacy. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. Car warming it over! &amp;nbsp;I don't have to start the car early to protect frostbite from setting in while I drive to the office. &amp;nbsp;Did you know most car heaters are programmed to start to work when you arrive at your destination and not before? &amp;nbsp;I like not having to remember to turn the car on early.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. New life. &amp;nbsp;Spring reminds me of life. &amp;nbsp;It has responsibilities, and even its frustrations (pollen counts), but it screams life into our moments. &amp;nbsp;God, through His Spirit longs to bring a season of Spring and newness into your life. &amp;nbsp;The gunk of winter is over (old things pass away) and the hope of spring is here (all things become new again). [2Corinthians 5:17]&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A Spring Prayer:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Lord, thank you for bringing me through the season you have brought me through. &amp;nbsp;I trust you to lead me and bring a new work into my life. &amp;nbsp;Cause the pain and sin of yesterday to melt away. &amp;nbsp;Infuse me with a new warmth that will replace the stiffness that has attempted to render me ineffective. &amp;nbsp;Plant new seeds of your power that will grow into the pure fruit of knowing the center of your will.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This season is a season of joy because of your work and my surrender to that work. &amp;nbsp;I give you all of me. &amp;nbsp;I throw open the windows of my soul to let the breeze of the Holy Spirit force out what is stale and toxic that I have been breathing in. &amp;nbsp;May this season find me ready for all that you have in store and all that you permit me to face.&amp;nbsp; May the song that echos through the ages, because of the grace and gifts you have poured out, be heard from the voice of my soul and seen through the activity of my hands and feet.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Praying and Living in Jesus Name."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Welcome to Spring,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8331013939828230192?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8331013939828230192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8331013939828230192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8331013939828230192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8331013939828230192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-to-spring.html' title='Welcome to Spring'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2323760099179608513</id><published>2010-04-16T11:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:30:13.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Repentance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I've been thinking a lot, reading on, and talking with the Lord, about repentance.&amp;nbsp; In the 3rd chapter of Matthew John the Baptist confronted the Pharisees and Sadducees who came out to observe what was going on.&amp;nbsp; He publicly called out their motives to told them to "Produce fruit in keeping with repentance (verse 8)." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;They weren't there to repent or be baptized, they were there to arm themselves with information so they could control the movement of God (my opinion).&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;So, I've been thinking, what is the "fruit" that gives evidence of a repentant heart? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Intimacy&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I think the result of repentance includes intimacy with God.&amp;nbsp; When God puts His finger on an area of my life that is standing in the way of knowing Him, and I confess and repent, allowing the work of Christ to cleanse me and the Spirit to empower me - there is intimacy.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I'm known by God, but I can know God too.&amp;nbsp; When both of those are in place I am experiencing the relationship I was designed to experience.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Joy&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;There is another fruit that is designed to be in the Christ-follower - Joy.&amp;nbsp; Repentance opens the flood gates of God's presence which will result in a change of my spirit.&amp;nbsp; The world may not change a lot, but my view of it will. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I fear that Christ-followers so quickly sit on the "crabby couch" because they have not had a full taste of turning from what offends the God they serve.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Agreement&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Another fruit of truly turning to God and turning from sin is that I agree with God on what is offensive.&amp;nbsp; For too long we have asked God to agree with us about what is offensive.&amp;nbsp; If I think it is sin, I assume God does too, and everyone else should also.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I repent because I agree with God about what is sin.&amp;nbsp; After I do that I need to continue to&amp;nbsp; align myself up with His heart and His plan.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Confidence&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;The result of repentance should always plant a growing seed of confidence in my spirit.&amp;nbsp; A seed that God will grow as He cleanses and matures me.&amp;nbsp; I should have a firm foundation that is not shaken by "stuff."&amp;nbsp; "Stuff" doesn't weaken my grasp on God, or His grasp on me.&amp;nbsp; What I face, I face as a child of God.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I think we need to stop running from and ignoring our doubts and weaknesses and face them through a season of repentance that will bear the fruit of humble confidence.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Learning as I Dig,&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&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/5480223560816977966-2323760099179608513?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2323760099179608513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2323760099179608513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2323760099179608513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2323760099179608513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/04/repentance.html' title='Repentance'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5727331305880555336</id><published>2010-04-09T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:08:36.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought list ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;It's time for a thought list again - &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 1. &amp;nbsp;Spring will be fun when it really gets here.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 2. &amp;nbsp;American Idol most often does not produce someone worthy of the title. &amp;nbsp;But we love idolizing talent and looks and ignoring what is valuable and worthy of emulation.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 3. &amp;nbsp;We watched the movie "The Blind Side" and loved it. &amp;nbsp;I wonder why there are not more stories of investing in people in ways that changes them. &amp;nbsp;There is a great lesson in this movie of what Christ does for us.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 4. &amp;nbsp;I think it's interesting that there are people who want to make Ronald McDonald illegal because "he makes kids obese" and there are people who want to make marijuana legal because "it's not dangerous." &amp;nbsp;Both of them are wrong.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 5. &amp;nbsp;Politicians should be held to a higher standard of morality and ethics. &amp;nbsp;A sports star is paid for their ability, a movie star entertains, a political figure takes an oath to represent people. &amp;nbsp;By definition the political figure should be the one that we trust and respect. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 6. &amp;nbsp;Movements grow into organizations and lose the original passion and ability to be flexible and remain true. &amp;nbsp;They then spend the rest of their existence trying to figure out how to be a movement again... churches too.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 7. &amp;nbsp;The "great commission" is just as much a command as the "great command." &amp;nbsp;Disobedience to either is... disobedience. &amp;nbsp;"Loving God" and "going" with the truth to people, ya, not options for the follower of Christ.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 8. &amp;nbsp;I've been wondering what miracle God wants to do this summer. &amp;nbsp;I've got a hunch we should go into the summer expecting God to do something new. &amp;nbsp;How do you ready yourself for a miracle - repentance.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 9. &amp;nbsp;Communication isn't anywhere near as much a problem as we claim. &amp;nbsp;It's a buzz word that we throw out as a way of deflecting the issue in marriages and churches. &amp;nbsp;I think the problem is really listening. &amp;nbsp;There is more communication than ever, less listening.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thought 10. &amp;nbsp;Genesis 18:13 &amp;nbsp;"Is anything too wonderful for the Lord?" &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Occasionally it's time to let random thoughts find expression so that priorities can be sorted out. &amp;nbsp;Have you ever just written out the stuff that clutters your mind? &amp;nbsp;As you look&amp;nbsp;over this list&amp;nbsp;can you see the difference between opinion and truth? &amp;nbsp;Which of the above most needs to be expanded and more fully explained?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Aware of God,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/5480223560816977966-5727331305880555336?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5727331305880555336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5727331305880555336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5727331305880555336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5727331305880555336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-list.html' title='Thought list ...'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8325377289828174335</id><published>2010-04-02T11:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:28:33.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful for Friday, Waiting For Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;I stood next to the cross. &amp;nbsp;I had just done my job. &amp;nbsp;As the frenzy of the crowd evaporates, the anger of the Pharisees turns to quiet shame, and the horror of his followers becomes reality - I stand frozen.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I have nailed many criminals to pieces of wood. &amp;nbsp;I have used my training on torture, my experience as a solider, and my pride as a Roman. &amp;nbsp;The trio has grown in my spirit until I am little more than a machine that is released on the deserving scum that has infected our culture with crime. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But, the events of this day are different. &amp;nbsp;They've had many of the same actions, but somehow they are ending in such a different way. &amp;nbsp;I feel no satisfaction this time. &amp;nbsp;I can't find justice in the air. &amp;nbsp;It seems that if the world had it to do over they would have done it differently... at least I would have. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So, now I stand at the feet of the "criminal" Jesus. &amp;nbsp;I have heard his last words that were void of bitterness. &amp;nbsp;I have watched as sincere followers wept at the dashing of their hopes and the brutal treatment of the one they loved. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm trying to remember - what was the crime again? &amp;nbsp;Why did I do what I just did? &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's my job.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Our culture must be protected from...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"The blood that runs by your feet is for you." &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I looked to see where a voice came from, who had whispered in my soul? &amp;nbsp;There are many people near by, but none close enough to whisper into my soul. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"The blood that runs by your feet is for you."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I find myself looking to the man I have executed. &amp;nbsp;Instead of feeling manly and powerful I am aware of how small and weak I am. &amp;nbsp;What if I didn't take his life? &amp;nbsp;What if he gave it to me? &amp;nbsp;Why would he do that? &amp;nbsp;I have weapons and strength, yet I am completely &amp;nbsp;powerless. &amp;nbsp;Somehow the dead man is stronger than the live one.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"The blood that runs by your feet is for you."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I don't know why, I don't understand how, I'm not sure how this changes anything, but in ways I have a hunch today changes everything. &amp;nbsp;I have no care of who hears it. &amp;nbsp;I've got to say it. &amp;nbsp;I'm not even sure what this means but, "Surely this man was the Son of God."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Grateful for Friday, Waiting For Sunday,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&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/5480223560816977966-8325377289828174335?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8325377289828174335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8325377289828174335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8325377289828174335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8325377289828174335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/04/grateful-for-friday-waiting-for-sunday.html' title='Grateful for Friday, Waiting For Sunday'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8734609039202568748</id><published>2010-03-26T10:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:17:18.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A break next week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;We tend to almost hold our breath for breaks. &amp;nbsp;The pace of living often makes a reprieve something that most of us look forward to. &amp;nbsp;A break from the daily schedule, the weight of work, the impact of the urgent, the frustration of repetition, it's all interrupted with what we like to do. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Next week many people will find different ways to live a week of break, even if it is without a vacation or trip to some place that is really warm. &amp;nbsp;Many will do what they have been holding their breath for. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Spirit of God wants us to know some of the things that the Father will not take a break from.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. He will not take a break from the plan. &amp;nbsp;God's plan is eternal and includes a home that has been prepared for those who have faith in him. &amp;nbsp;Driving an SUV will not end the world - God will. &amp;nbsp;Dishonest governments will not end the world - God will. &amp;nbsp;Satan himself will not end the world - God will. &amp;nbsp;He's got a plan for the universe; we should not be too arrogant with our messes.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. He will not take a break from loving. &amp;nbsp;For us love is an emotion that can be turned on and off with physical appearance or relational status. &amp;nbsp;God's love isn't as shallow as ours. &amp;nbsp;His love is as deep as His nature and touches every fiber of His being. &amp;nbsp;Even punishment and judgment are filtered through the fingers of love. &amp;nbsp;The fact that such love is hard to understand doesn't make it a fable. &amp;nbsp;His love is more real than we know.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;He will not take a break from grace. &amp;nbsp;Grace is what draws us, sustains us, restores us, grows us, and glorifies us. &amp;nbsp;Every moment of God's eternity will include the scent of His grace... including the one right now. &amp;nbsp;Grace is that channel of interaction between the created and the Creator. &amp;nbsp;It requires God sized hands to open that channel -&amp;nbsp;we can't work hard enough to deserve it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. He will not take a break from restoration. &amp;nbsp;He is about restoring people to who they were made to be. &amp;nbsp;He is about chipping off the edges and making whole the gaps. &amp;nbsp;God is about people knowing and living in the freedom and power they were made to know. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. He will not take a break from listening. &amp;nbsp;He listens to the cries of His people. &amp;nbsp;He listens to the laughter of His people. &amp;nbsp;He listens to the silence of His people when their souls are too busy to talk. &amp;nbsp;God does more than hear... he actively listens. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;He will not take a break from being worthy. &amp;nbsp;He is worthy of my praise. &amp;nbsp;He will not stop being that. &amp;nbsp;He is not hoping that some dirty indiscretion will never finds its way to the public - He is worthy. &amp;nbsp;God is not pretending or puffing himself up to impress people - He is worthy. &amp;nbsp;God is not demanding what is undeserved - He is worthy.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;He will not take a break from believing in you. &amp;nbsp;God has a faith in you that will not waver. &amp;nbsp;He believes in your holiness, your ability to grow, your power to choose what is better, the healing of your soul that is damaged, and your desire to know revival. &amp;nbsp;God has faith in you that you can be what he empowers you to be.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;God is not thinking about taking a break next week!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Counting on it,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/5480223560816977966-8734609039202568748?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8734609039202568748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8734609039202568748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8734609039202568748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8734609039202568748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/03/break-next-week.html' title='A break next week?'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8958977007996207081</id><published>2010-03-19T10:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T10:14:13.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Question for Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;David:&lt;BR&gt;Jesus, I have a question. &amp;nbsp;It might not be the most spiritual question you've ever been asked, but I was just wondering something. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I have questions because I don't think, but I've been thinking this one through. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I know I've asked you some pretty goofy questions before, (like the one - what were you thinking when you created giraffes?) but I think this one is better. &amp;nbsp;It's not like the one about why do bad things happen to people who don't deserve it, or why don't you make it so child abusers arms fall off before they hurt a child.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sometimes I can imagine&amp;nbsp;what the answer might be. &amp;nbsp;By the way, thanks for my imagination. &amp;nbsp;It kind of bugs people sometimes, but I'm glad you gave me one. &amp;nbsp;But, I can't use my imagination and let what I know about you push this question away. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Is it ok? &amp;nbsp;Can I ask you a question again?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That's one of my favorite things about our relationship - you let me ask questions without making me feel like a dingbat. &amp;nbsp;You've never mocked me for what I don't understand. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sometimes I come up with real religious sounding answers to my questions. &amp;nbsp;You've said you're not fond of answers that pretend to be deep. &amp;nbsp;You've never liked it when I ram the Bible into a question so I don't have to think anymore or even really listen for your heart in the words.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Here it is - What were you thinking about two weeks before you died? &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We're two weeks away from Good Friday and I was thinking, were you too busy to think about what was coming?&amp;nbsp; Did you have to psych yourself up to go through with it? &amp;nbsp;Did you avoid thinking about it? &amp;nbsp;What was it like to know that you only had two weeks left? &amp;nbsp;Did you ever wonder if you heard your Father right? &amp;nbsp;Did you think about going to Egypt instead of Jerusalem? &amp;nbsp;When I know something bad is coming I do everything possible to avoid it. &amp;nbsp;Is that why you cried at the garden? &amp;nbsp;When you got to go back to heaven did you ask your Father why He didn't stop them from beating and killing you?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I guess that's a lot of questions. &amp;nbsp;You don't have to answer if you're too busy or it's too personal... but, what were you thinking about two weeks before the cross?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jesus:&lt;BR&gt;That's a good question David. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad you asked. &amp;nbsp;I would love people to ask that question so I could give them all this answer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I was thinking about how much you would love getting rid of sin and how big your smile would be when you were free. &amp;nbsp;I was thinking about how willing I was to do anything to be able to spend eternity with you. &amp;nbsp;I was thinking about what a wonderful time you and I would be able to have when you let my Spirit fill you, and guide you, and teach you, and love you, and calm you, and heal you, and even correct you. &amp;nbsp;I was thinking you would be worth it. &amp;nbsp;And I was right, you are!&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;David, I know this is hard for you to understand - the answer is you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;David:&lt;BR&gt;Oh.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jesus:&lt;BR&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;David:&lt;BR&gt;Yes.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jesus:&lt;BR&gt;It's two weeks before Good Friday, what are you thinking about?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thinking about Jesus,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&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/5480223560816977966-8958977007996207081?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8958977007996207081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8958977007996207081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8958977007996207081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8958977007996207081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/03/question-for-jesus.html' title='A Question for Jesus'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4131910968775882735</id><published>2010-03-12T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:55:27.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving the Thought of Two Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;In the spirit of a good attitude and in light of the fact we [probably] aren't done with snow and freezing weather, I thought it would be good to list out the Ten Things I like about winter.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Um...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;After having thought this through and not wanting this post to be too lengthy, it seemed good wisdom to reduce the list to the five things I like about winter.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Um...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;As a result of further consideration it seemed appropriate to share with you the single thing I like about winter. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Um... Maybe this post should be "Inspirational thoughts from the book of Lamentations" instead.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I do like snowmobiling. &amp;nbsp;Or, I did as a kid 400 years ago when I last did it, had access to one, and a yard bigger than a city lot. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The first big snow is pretty. &amp;nbsp;But, so are postcards of the Eiffel Tower, I don't need one of those in my backyard.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's fun to run a snowblower. &amp;nbsp;Well, in that compared-to-shoveling kind of way it's "fun." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But, most important, the thing I can't reduce, the one thing about winter that I can't complain about or discount in any way is... ya, sorry, I got nothing. &amp;nbsp;I thought something would come to me - but it didn't.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;However, I do like the season that precedes it and the one that follows it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Every one of us has seasons in our life we would rather skip. &amp;nbsp;All of us know the "winters of the soul." &amp;nbsp;We all have those times when it seems that bitter cold and slippery sidewalks have taken over. &amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What we may not be aware of is that God the Holy Spirit was in the season before. &amp;nbsp;We didn't know it but He was strengthening our souls getting us ready for what He knew was coming and we didn't. &amp;nbsp;He is also there to bring warmth, healing, and new life when the season is over. &amp;nbsp;By the way, He is also there through the middle of the season we would have liked to avoid.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you're in the season before the storm (which is hard to know), let the Lord strengthen you. &amp;nbsp;Drink in the strength and preparation God can bring you. &amp;nbsp;Be strong in your faith and don't take God for granted.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you're in the season of the storm, let the faith of His presence sustain you. &amp;nbsp;Let God whisper to you and promise to go with you through it. &amp;nbsp;Be strong in your faith and don't let the storm loosen your grip on God.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you're at the end of the season you would have rather skipped, let the new life that God wants to give you bring healing and wholeness. &amp;nbsp;Let Him restore the joy. &amp;nbsp;Be strong in your faith and don't forget about the God that has brought you through.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Loving the Thought of Two Springs,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4131910968775882735?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4131910968775882735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4131910968775882735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4131910968775882735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4131910968775882735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/03/loving-thought-of-two-springs.html' title='Loving the Thought of Two Springs'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-1740531649933548661</id><published>2010-03-05T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:02:26.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting the Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I've been reading a book by B.T. Roberts, the founder of Free Methodism.&amp;nbsp; I love it when I read something that makes me stop, reread, and dwell. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;"The more valuable a currency, the more liable it is to be counterfeited.&amp;nbsp; It is so with religion - both as a whole and in all its parts."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about the pure work of the Holy Spirit in a person's life.&amp;nbsp; Valuable.&amp;nbsp; Often counterfeited by the enemy and by attention seekers.&amp;nbsp; But, the counterfeit does not reduce the value of the genuine.&amp;nbsp; We need the Spirit to move.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about what the Most Important Person (Jesus) said was the most important thing, "...love God with all your heart, soul, and mind."&amp;nbsp; Fake and shallow love for God will never fool Him and it will never be a foundation for growth.&amp;nbsp; But, the fact that the imitation exists doesn't mean the real doesn't.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about the role of the church.&amp;nbsp; The truth of game playing doesn't deflate the purpose that Christ has given the "called out" (church).&amp;nbsp; There is a mission to accomplish.&amp;nbsp; It's not found in our charter, our personality, or our dreams.&amp;nbsp; The mission is found within the consistent heartbeat of our Cornerstone, Jesus.&amp;nbsp; The mission is to proclaim the truth of the gospel by living it.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about prayer. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about grace.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about passion.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;I thought about friendship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;All can be faked and all can be real.&amp;nbsp; What is real will make us more like Christ, and what is not real will be exposed.&amp;nbsp; God is better at sorting them out than I am. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;So, there is fake money floating around and passing through our hands.&amp;nbsp; The best thing to do is to do away with all money - can you say "bon-fire?" &amp;nbsp; Or, wouldn't it be better to continue to use and appreciate the real, learning its characteristics?&amp;nbsp; We want to &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;know&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt; the real so well that the imitation is obvious.&amp;nbsp; We want to &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;live&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt; the real so well that the imitation is obvious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Wanting the Real,&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="LETTER-SPACING: 0px"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/SPAN&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/5480223560816977966-1740531649933548661?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/1740531649933548661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=1740531649933548661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1740531649933548661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/1740531649933548661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/03/wanting-real.html' title='Wanting the Real'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-895226085962697497</id><published>2010-02-26T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:04:09.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons from a boo boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 12pt; color: #000000'&gt;Leah talks quite a bit with our grandsons on the phone. &amp;nbsp;Isaiah is getting more words and Eli is just having fun. &amp;nbsp;They both love talking with gram-gram. &amp;nbsp;Eli had to get one of his routine I'm-growing-up-and-don't-wanna-be-sick shots the other day.&amp;nbsp; I heard Leah talking with him about his boo-boo on his leg trying to get more than the word "boo-boo" out of him. &amp;nbsp;As she talked with Lynsee, after his attention span wore off (he is my son's son), she found out he was pointing at his leg where he got the shot. &amp;nbsp;He was showing gram-gram where the the boo-boo was.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In their mind if they can hear the voice they assume the voice can see them, even if they can't see where the voice is coming from.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I wonder if that's part of the child-like faith that Christ called his followers to. &amp;nbsp;"There will be times you won't be able to see me, you may wonder where I am, it might not make sense, but if you listen to the voice..."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I want to have the faith that points to the pain assuming that my God loves me enough to care about that pain, and is able to help. &amp;nbsp;I want to be able to be honest enough that I can point to the source of the problem and know that He understands. &amp;nbsp;I want to listen to Him say, "I love you." &amp;nbsp;I want to know that there is no such thing as God having to say, "good-bye." &amp;nbsp;I mean, I know that, but I want to remember it. &amp;nbsp;Remember it at the right time. &amp;nbsp;Like now.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;As our grandkids grow they will figure out that gram-gram can't see through the phone. &amp;nbsp;As our grandkids grow I want them to know God doesn't need one, but wants to talk about the boo-boo's. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pointing to Spots on My Soul, Hoping You Do the Same,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-895226085962697497?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/895226085962697497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=895226085962697497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/895226085962697497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/895226085962697497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons-from-boo-boo.html' title='lessons from a boo boo'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-5530905626838865905</id><published>2010-02-19T15:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:11:37.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall</title><content type='html'>I listened to the latest report about Toyota recalls (another reason why my next car should be a Harley Davidson). &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I received a recall notice for my car (a Buick, because I'm old and don't have a Harley). Apparently there's a problem in the engine compartment and should be fixed. &amp;nbsp;It's about something silly like the engine catching on fire. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A recall is all about a manufacturer slapping itself on the forehead saying, "Oops, we made it wrong! &amp;nbsp;You paid for it assuming we didn't, but we did, so we'll fix it." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I've tried to do this with things I've said. &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Words are harder to recall than cars. &amp;nbsp;Once they have left my pie hole and found their way to their intended target they can't be recalled - the damage is done. &amp;nbsp;So the best I can do is to attempt damage control. &amp;nbsp;By the way, have you notice that when we attempt to do damage control over words spoken we usually make it worse? &amp;nbsp;Words are hard to recall. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Words damage innocent people too. &amp;nbsp;A brake pedal that doesn't work can obviously impact an innocent person, but so do words that are not thought through. &amp;nbsp;Most often the damage that is done is more devastating to the innocent then it is the intended. &amp;nbsp;Exhibit A - children who have to listen to sewage coming out of their parents mouths that are intended for each other. &amp;nbsp;Words hit the innocent too. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Words that can't be recalled and damage other people are really expensive. &amp;nbsp;Toyota can measure precisely how much it will cost to fix a steering problem with a car. &amp;nbsp;Know the number of vehicles sold with the problem, calculate the cost of repair, make sure you have 3.2 zillion dollars in the checkbook. &amp;nbsp;How much does lost trust cost? &amp;nbsp;What is the price of no respect? &amp;nbsp;How expensive are words that find more homes than they were intended to find? &amp;nbsp;Words can cost more than I'm willing to pay. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Words that can't be recalled and damage other people that are really expensive have two tools that have more power than the biggest checkbook and the most intelligent engineer - a sincere apology and a changed behavior. &amp;nbsp;God has designed it so that His power would flow through those two human actions. &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In religious terms, as it relates to a relationship with God, we call them confession and repentance. &amp;nbsp;They unlock the door to healing the relationship between God and those created in His image. &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In human terms, as it relates to damaging words I have said, sincere apology and changed behavior also have unlimited power and can unlock doors to healing and provide room for God to touch lives. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Or, we could just spend our time and energy figuring out how to recall the words from people's minds, erase the damage they caused, suck them back into our mouths, resend them to our brain for adjustment or elimination, and then redeliver them repaired. &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yah, if you come up with anything on that let the rest of us know - until then we're sticking with apology (confession) and change (repentance). &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Harleyless, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-5530905626838865905?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/5530905626838865905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=5530905626838865905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5530905626838865905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/5530905626838865905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/02/recall.html' title='Recall'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-7597493065704349269</id><published>2010-02-12T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:38:13.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Done &amp; Placing On</title><content type='html'>Let us be done! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The things of this world have grasped for our attention and too often they stand victorious. &amp;nbsp;We clamor for success and worry more about an income to provide what we don't really need than we do wisdom to show us what we can't live without. &amp;nbsp;Let us be done with those. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The attitudes of pride and "self-esteem" have become banners of life until we have lost all sense of a call to humility and forgotten who we are in light of the God we serve. &amp;nbsp;As a result, the message we hope will penetrate those who don't know God has had a hard time sinking through our own souls. &amp;nbsp;Let us be done with those. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The government of rights and opinions has taught me to demand that I be constantly massaged with what I like and free to shun what doesn't please me. &amp;nbsp;Consumerism is in the church as it is in the grocery store, for too often our tastes take priority over our needs. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to serve God when I have to be served while doing it. &amp;nbsp;Let us be done with those. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The actions of anger and frustration ride checked within our spirits until the moment when release seems justified and victims stand deserving. &amp;nbsp;Bitterness hides ripening and waiting for excuses to set it free. &amp;nbsp;When it is free Christ is not honored, but our load is lightened. &amp;nbsp;Let us be done with those. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let us place them on! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The robes of righteousness have been provided by our Creator. &amp;nbsp;They have been tailored to His Son and His Spirit longs to dress us in them. &amp;nbsp;They bring wholeness and cleansing with them, they at times may seem heavy, but the empowerment they provide is daily and supernatural. &amp;nbsp;Let us place them on! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The fruit of the Spirit are attributes of a life surrendered to the Lover of our souls. &amp;nbsp;They bring with them the taste of God and find ways of touching the hearts of those we come in contact with. &amp;nbsp;They seem to always grow when provided the soil of surrender and the nutrients of obedience. &amp;nbsp;Let us place them on! &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;The eyes of holiness cause us to view life in a way that impacts even those bad situations that refuse to change. &amp;nbsp;The holiness of the One we worship brings a tint of His presence to every fiber of our existence, and in turn changes us enough to be a channel of His holiness to those around us. &amp;nbsp;Let us place them on. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The wings of revival are held in the hand of our Savior and allow us to soar to places that are beyond what we can ask or imagine. &amp;nbsp;They take us to the heights of God's grace and propel us through the most violent storms. They are affixed to us through hunger and repentance and are stronger than any scheme hell has invented. &amp;nbsp;Let us place them on! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Being Done &amp;amp; Placing On, &amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-7597493065704349269?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/7597493065704349269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=7597493065704349269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7597493065704349269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/7597493065704349269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-done-placing-on.html' title='Being Done &amp; Placing On'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-370623437720276053</id><published>2010-02-05T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:17:45.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A fly on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=Section1&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Have you ever heard the expression, "I would have loved to have been a fly on &lt;I&gt;that&lt;/I&gt; wall?"&amp;nbsp; The point is that something took place that we wanted to be part of, or most often just listen to.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Problem: Originally I think the fly came from Egypt.&amp;nbsp; They don't even understand English!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Problem: My luck – someone would see me and just before they started talking about what I wanted to hear and squash me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Problem: Flies never seem to be able to leave a room.&amp;nbsp; I'd hear the conversation, not understand it because I only understand Egyptian, then I'd find a window, bump into it&amp;nbsp;three thousand times, fall on the window sill and get all stiff- I'd never get to tell anyone what I heard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Somehow I don't think that's a good saying.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;But, I was thinking about being an English speaking fly on my office wall this week.&amp;nbsp; You would have loved it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been great to hear the conference calls I was part of as we discussed some really exciting things for the East Michigan Conference of the Free Methodist Church.&amp;nbsp; There are some great things happening – even if some are hard.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been a blast to listen to some of the plans for new ways we will be able to do and live ministry as we get closer to Spring and the building project.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been fun to hear as someone talked about the future and how excited they are to be part of the church and what God is doing.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been a blessing for you to hear the conversation about the person who is experiencing a peace in their heart for the first time that is changing their countenance and outlook.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been interesting to watch the pastor dig through the Creator's love letter and find more verses than could possibly be used and watch the Holy Spirit whisper in his ear.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;It would have been unique to hear about some trials that are resulting in growth and a new confidence in God's plan.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;You would have seen a great big smile as the pastor read another testimony of how God is using the Unifier as a tool to bring people together.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;It would have been a good week to be an English speaking fly on the pastor's wall.&amp;nbsp; Sunday I'll be glad I'm not a fly on the wall, I am created in God's image!&amp;nbsp; I want to worship God and hear His Word.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited about being a Dave in the chair!&amp;nbsp; That's how God made it!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Coming to Church Ready for a Soul Miracle,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-370623437720276053?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/370623437720276053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=370623437720276053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/370623437720276053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/370623437720276053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/02/fly-on-wall.html' title='A fly on the wall'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-4822745833931919994</id><published>2010-01-29T10:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:19:58.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear "Hollywood"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear “Hollywood”,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I trust this letter finds you doing well and knowing peace with the Creator you and I will one day face.  I thought it would be appropriate to notify of your roll in my life.  I fear that you have strayed beyond the scope of your expertise and giftedness. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please note: I do not receive my political views from you.  I know you are well traveled and have the admiration of people around the world, but you are not elected to lead or empowered to set policy on my behalf.  A Political Science class in college doesn’t make your opinion right and mine wrong.  I drive to the polling place the same way you do… just in a less expensive car.  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please note: I do not look to you for social guidance.  Living in the home you live in and flying to an occasional third world nation with a camera crew does not make you the conscience of the nation.  You have driven to the bank with money we have freely given you and I find it a little disingenuous to live the lifestyle you live, while asking me to sacrifice to your social project.     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please note: I do not consider your spiritual input as valuable.  Too many of our kids are following your weak pluralism that has not calmed your soul or impacted your eternity in a positive way.  Trust me on this, I know, a microphone and platform doesn’t make you an expert on God.  Our souls are important and I’m afraid you have taken advantage of them and even disregarded them.  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please note: I do not look to you for marital example.  Humans are not animals that can’t control their urges.  The picture you have painted of marriage, with your occasional commitment, undermines the holy design of human relationships.  We all have to answer for our own decisions, but you need to accept your role in glamorizing immorality and trivializing the weakening of the family and the institution of marriage.  I do not have to embrace the moral compass you’re showing us, and I will not take the label of religious prude because of my convictions.     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sure it sounds strange to you, but I think the Bible is a much better guide in each of those areas (and all other areas) than you are.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t want to sound unjustly harsh, but I thought I should remind you of a reality you may have forgotten.  You are filling a very important role in my life – occasional selective entertainment.  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for some laughter and a few tears.  Thank you for some excitement and some really great stunts and acting.  Thank you for helping me enter a world of where hero’s win and death is temporary.  Thank you for an occasional escape from the pressures of life.  But, don’t take your role too seriously and don’t over estimate your power over me, don’t assume that I want to be like you and don’t pretend you’re better than me because you’re thinner than me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are a form of entertainment and I hold your career in my hand – the remote.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have a nice day,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-4822745833931919994?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/4822745833931919994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=4822745833931919994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4822745833931919994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/4822745833931919994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-hollywood.html' title='Dear &quot;Hollywood&quot;'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8236913116988071193</id><published>2010-01-22T12:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:49:09.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 146</title><content type='html'>&lt;EM&gt;Psalm 146:1-10 &lt;BR&gt;"Praise the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul. &lt;BR&gt;I will praise the LORD all my life; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Do not put your trust in princes, in mortal men, who cannot save. &lt;BR&gt;When their spirit departs, they return to the ground; on that very day their plans come to nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the LORD his God, &lt;BR&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them—&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;the LORD, who remains faithful forever. &lt;BR&gt;He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The LORD sets prisoners free,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;the LORD gives sight to the blind, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;the LORD lifts up those who are bowed down, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;the LORD loves the righteous. &lt;BR&gt;The LORD watches over the alien and sustains the fatherless and the widow, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;but he frustrates the ways of the wicked. &lt;BR&gt;The LORD reigns forever, your God, O Zion, for all generations. Praise the LORD."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;The Psalms are full of truths that are timeless in application, as I read the words in my mind my spirit seems to be praying as if they were written the day before yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Notice how the Psalmist started off with a testimony of his life purpose, " I will…." &amp;nbsp;It was an expression of Hebraic poetry to repeat the two "I will" lines with the second one building on the first.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;"I will praise… in fact I will do more than that - I will SING my praise."&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;The second "I will" line is more personal than the first. &amp;nbsp;It's not just "the LORD" that is the recipient of my praise it is "my God" – this is personal, and it is lifelong.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Then the choir leader goes from personal testimony to challenge. &amp;nbsp;No matter how well intentioned, smart, rich, powerful, respected or victorious, don't forget people are people and can't build an eternal kingdom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Then there is a list of nine things we should know about God. &amp;nbsp;As I looked them over and over I found an application in my mind for each one of them today. &amp;nbsp;Each descriptor can lead me to intercession.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"LORD, I know you set prisoners free. &amp;nbsp;I trust in your power to set free those friends of mine that are in bondage to the enemy."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"LORD, I know you can provide food to the hungry. &amp;nbsp;Right now there are people who are starving in Haiti in ways that go beyond poverty."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"LORD, I know you will, and do, reign forever - teach me how to combine joy with servanthood.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Find a few moments this weekend and meditate on Psalm 146 and see what the Lord leads you to pray.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Listening,&lt;BR&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8236913116988071193?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8236913116988071193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8236913116988071193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8236913116988071193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8236913116988071193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/01/psalm-146.html' title='Psalm 146'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8905457166991413675</id><published>2010-01-15T11:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:34:50.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;This morning I'm praying about &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Haiti&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (like countless other people).&amp;nbsp; As a church we feel a small degree of the sting that Haitians know as an explosion of pain and destruction.&amp;nbsp; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;Corruption, crime, poverty, starvation, and hopelessness have been profound in their grip on these people.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of what is evil there have been bright lights of the Gospel of Christ and consistent efforts of His people to make a difference.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;As I watch the news and hear the stories of death and devastation, as we (fellow humans) take the immediate steps of getting food and water to the people, as we attempt to find living souls displaced or underneath rubble, as we search for answers to a crisis that has changed the face of a nation, I respectfully cast the vision of my faith down the road a little farther.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;I'm thinking about what might be elements of the "rebuild." I don't claim to be a sociologist.&amp;nbsp; Pastoral statements in this realm can quickly be reductionistic or painfully simplistic and expose my lack of understanding of a culture or the depth of their need.&amp;nbsp; But they're my thoughts –&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;1. The "strong man" must be bound (Matt 11:29).&amp;nbsp; Where evil has claimed ownership and produced its fruit there needs to be a rebuilding that takes away its largely unchallenged reign.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;2. Change is a buzz word everyone likes to claim but few will be held accountable to its value.&amp;nbsp; Every politian I remember has been elected on a platform of change, but there are still the problems they claim to have fixed; and most often their "change" has created new ones.&amp;nbsp; The issue isn't just change – it's advancement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Haiti&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will never be the same.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if the coming change will bring advancement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; People are the issue.&amp;nbsp; Politics will never fix a greed problem.&amp;nbsp; Charity will never fully end poverty.&amp;nbsp; Laws will not eradicate crime.&amp;nbsp; Who people worship determines the way people are, how people think, and what people value.&amp;nbsp; The hearts of people need to hear, experience, and live the message of Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; This is a soul issue.&amp;nbsp; A repentant and humble nation before God will value people and know His blessing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; God can.&amp;nbsp; There is a nation that is ready for revival in ways that we are not.&amp;nbsp; Churches have a new platform with or without buildings.&amp;nbsp; Christians have a message that is needed.&amp;nbsp; Light can overtake the darkness.&amp;nbsp; God can use this in ways that go beyond our ability to imagine.&amp;nbsp; There is hope for a new foundation!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;Right now we pray for the immediate needs – water, food, medical care, rescue, mourning, shelter.&amp;nbsp; But there is a part of me that is thinking and praying deeper, beyond the immediate that is so real.&amp;nbsp; I pray for a transformation that will demand the world's attention and be a standard for us to reach up to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;Praying for &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Haiti&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-8905457166991413675?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/8905457166991413675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=8905457166991413675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8905457166991413675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/8905457166991413675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-on-haiti.html' title='Thoughts on Haiti'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2917658820323430197</id><published>2010-01-08T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:49:28.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Al and Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=Section1&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Interview with Al and Dave (DK).&amp;nbsp; Al is a pretty non-descript person.&amp;nbsp; They say he appears like the person he is closest to at that moment.&amp;nbsp; He looked an eerie amount like me as we talked.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK) Thanks for this opportunity to talk with you.&amp;nbsp; I've wanted to do this for a long time.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL) Sure.&amp;nbsp; To be honest, I'm a little surprised you got around to it.&amp;nbsp; It's not like I'm an important person or anything.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you've got much better things to do.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK) That leads me to my first question.&amp;nbsp; What exactly is it that you do?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL)&amp;nbsp; I guess I help people with their priorities and activities.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK) Can you give me an example?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL) Let's take you for example.&amp;nbsp; You've wanted to&amp;nbsp;take some big steps in your prayer life haven't you?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK) Ya, but, I don't think I have yet.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL) But, you've gotten very close haven't you?&amp;nbsp; That's what I do.&amp;nbsp; I help people get close.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; You seem to be very busy right now.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL) It's my favorite time of the year.&amp;nbsp; I need to make sure that people who have made good spiritual and physical decisions get really close to a life changing experience.&amp;nbsp; My employers love it when people get close to newness.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; That brings up another question.&amp;nbsp; Who are your employers?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL)&amp;nbsp; Let's just say you and I work for different people.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; I don't understand.&amp;nbsp; Could you fill that in a little more?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL)&amp;nbsp; No.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; You talk a lot&amp;nbsp;about people "getting close," what about completion?&amp;nbsp; What about when people do take life changing steps and allow the power of God's Holy Spirit to take them to new places?&amp;nbsp; Do you help with that too?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL)&amp;nbsp; Let's get something straight.&amp;nbsp; I'm all about helping people make decisions and &lt;I&gt;getting close&lt;/I&gt; to actually doing it.&amp;nbsp; But I find the actual change and doing it to be a waste of time.&amp;nbsp; It's the thought that counts, not the actions.&amp;nbsp; My goal is to keep people right where they are.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; But don't they get discouraged?&amp;nbsp; Don't they feel like a failure?&amp;nbsp; Don't they get tired of not quite growing? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(Al) I don't think so.&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I've spent a lot of time with you and you never seemed to mind being close to real change but not quite getting there.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(DK)&amp;nbsp; That's been you?&amp;nbsp; You're the one that has kept me living with good ideas stuck in my mind that never really make it to my spirit so that they move my hands and feet?&amp;nbsp; You're the one that keeps me from growing?!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;(AL)&amp;nbsp; Well, I can't take all the credit.&amp;nbsp; My boss has been involved in your stagnation, um, I mean idleness, um, I mean mediocrity, no, that's not right either - my boss and I help you be strong enough to stay just like you are.&amp;nbsp; There's no need to thank us, we're glad to… hey, where are you going?&amp;nbsp; Wait!&amp;nbsp; We're not done yet!&amp;nbsp; You didn't ask about our plans for 2010!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;I left the interview with Al Most.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;He has not been invited to join me this year.&amp;nbsp; I heard he's lonely and looking for a companion – but I'm not going to hang out with him anymore.&amp;nbsp; Are you?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Empowered to Complete,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;Pastor Dave&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2917658820323430197?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2917658820323430197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2917658820323430197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2917658820323430197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2917658820323430197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/01/interview-with-al-and-dave.html' title='Interview with Al and Dave'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-2537091625734672888</id><published>2010-01-01T17:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:45:00.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;As I look ahead there are a few things I know about 2010 for the Midland Free Methodist Church.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;1. We will continue to sign the deed over to God.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There is nothing that we can claim ownership of.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;2. We will need more people to get on board with their finances.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The new budget will require more of us to be involved with trusting God with our money.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Giving is part of your worship, obedience, and surrender to the God that owns it all.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;3. Change will happen.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is impossible to grow spiritually or numerically without change.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;4. No one will know everyone.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It can't be done.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Meet a few and risk deeper relationships.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It's better to have quality than quantity.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;5. There are people God has brought across your path for the express reason of you touching them in the name of Christ.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;6. We will adjust what is temporary and hold high what is eternal.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Putting things in their right category will save us a lot of strife.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;7.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There is going to have to be an increase in involvement.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ministry has to continue to touch lives and we will need more people to get into giving themselves for a greater cause.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;8.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Flexibility and creativity are mandatory.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Our structure is limited, even with a new building.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There are four generations of people who use our facilities and we've got to be willing to be inconvenienced for the greater good.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;9.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There are people right now that are going to hell that will meet Jesus because of our obedience.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;10.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Humility and sincerity are required for unity.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;We long to see the prayer of Jesus answered through us (John 17).&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;But it won't happen with arrogance and shallowness.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The Holy Spirit of God longs to do more than we have let Him do.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Let's let Him do it this year!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;There are more things that I don't know than there are things I do know.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;But what I know is that God is God and we are following Him.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The Kingdom is growing!&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Be praying for the willingness to be part of what He is going to do in us and through us in 2010!&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;With Growing Passion,&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;Pastor Dave &lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480223560816977966-2537091625734672888?l=douloskessler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/feeds/2537091625734672888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480223560816977966&amp;postID=2537091625734672888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2537091625734672888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480223560816977966/posts/default/2537091625734672888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://douloskessler.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Pastor Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17526241832380140419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jijAB6pJbJU/SKtxYs1Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAAo/PNtpt3kjKDM/S220/kesslers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480223560816977966.post-8413594103655510121</id><published>2009-12-18T12:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:51:55.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the week of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Twas the week of Christmas and all through the church &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;our souls were all eager, on our chairs we did perch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;We gathered to worship, as we do every week,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;to talk about blessings and His presence to seek.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;We sang all the songs we were expected to sing,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;and heard from the Bible 'bout peace and such things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;We put on our smiles, wore nice attire,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;and said kind words to others designed to inspire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FO
