<?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-7822267651087904454</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:25:39.080-05:00</updated><category term='truth'/><category term='mad'/><category term='Hmm...'/><category term='biblical things'/><category term='idols'/><category term='Cool'/><category term='grace'/><category term='video'/><category term='Hymn'/><category term='music'/><category term='thought'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='funny things'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Soli Deo Gloria</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1160715960473729766</id><published>2008-09-27T23:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:07:17.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(What is life?)</title><content type='html'>We are born and we are thrust into the arms of a world that can only say three things, "money, power, pleasure."  We accept all three and gratefully so, but...is it right? Of course it's right! Our parents and those we love, our friends, enemies, the ones we'd die for and the ones who'd die for us, everyone says so. Be a good kid. Ask me any question,...oh, but not that one. We don't question that. We do what the pastor says, dear. Don't talk about that, it only makes me think. Go to school. Go to church. Make good grades so you can go to college. Go to college so that you can make money, power, or pleasure Your Very Own. Make what you can for yourself, and then.....and then....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;die&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because that is all that you can hope for in life. The American Dream, there is no other!!! Satisfy yourself and then die. Leave this earth and go straight to heaven or go straight to hell. I don't care. Certainly no one else does. It's your choice. Make life the best for you and then leave!!! That's the way things are and that's the way things will always be.  Live without morality. Eat, drink and be merry. because, well, you know the rest. This life is only a burst of consciousness (whatever that is) and then we go to who knows where, or we don't. Don't you see? This is life in its fullest sense. The end. The ultimate. It's what we live for. Let me spell it out for you. We live to die; everything in between is for us, in us, by us, and to our own glory. That...is joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, I cannot even pull up out of my heart the description of sadness that this thought gives me. It physically hurts me and pains my soul to think that we live like this. And make no mistake, we do live like this. We have bought into the philosophy of this world and it penetrates our thoughts and actions down to our very core. The soul is rotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to reevaluate our position. What should we strive for as believers in Christ? What really matters in life? Is it money, power or pleasure? Or...is it striving, through the grace of God, to make Christ known to people? What is our purpose? What is our life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Christ has made us for more than we think. If we limit and stifle our knowledge for the Lord, we will never even begin to understand His perfect purpose. Because, truly, our goal is not to live for ourselves. It is to live for God and for his renown among everybody. Only then, when we are fulfilling our purpose and goal, do we have satisfaction and peace in Christ. Only then do we understand the fullness, the depth, and the mercy of His sovereign grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live to serve the one and only God, To magnify and glorify Him above all,  And in His exaltation we know joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1160715960473729766?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1160715960473729766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1160715960473729766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1160715960473729766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1160715960473729766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-life.html' title='(What is life?)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-6181346098521205792</id><published>2008-08-24T08:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:09:00.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>What was lost is now slowly coming back.&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun on the horizon of my life&lt;br /&gt;I see the sliver of a beam of light in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Blinding at first? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;But I see it now, and I am adjusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One nearly forgets what he hasn't seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong things happen but are nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God works good,&lt;br /&gt;And is working now,&lt;br /&gt;Though on my part, undeservedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to see something returned&lt;br /&gt;from the hands of thieves&lt;br /&gt;and put back in it's proper place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-6181346098521205792?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/6181346098521205792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=6181346098521205792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6181346098521205792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6181346098521205792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/08/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-540095775630470576</id><published>2008-07-02T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:03:18.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The King (stanzas 1-3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the king,&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I was taught.&lt;br /&gt;I am what the peasants sing,&lt;br /&gt;But is it all for naught?&lt;br /&gt;I wake every day,&lt;br /&gt;And all do exactly as I say.&lt;br /&gt;So why do I feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;Is everything alright today?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reign is good,&lt;br /&gt;My policies, uncruel,&lt;br /&gt;But today I stood&lt;br /&gt;And knew...I am just a tool.&lt;br /&gt;In the councils of my men&lt;br /&gt;I know I saw a grin.&lt;br /&gt;A short but telling grin.&lt;br /&gt;I know I saw it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grin was of a pact&lt;br /&gt;That men had forged withdrawn.&lt;br /&gt;So, were they all an act?&lt;br /&gt;Was I now just a pawn?&lt;br /&gt;I see them every day.&lt;br /&gt;And true, they would betray.&lt;br /&gt;Had they really deigned to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight, the king we'll slay"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-540095775630470576?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/540095775630470576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=540095775630470576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/540095775630470576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/540095775630470576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/07/king-stanzas-1-3.html' title='The King (stanzas 1-3)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-7942538717962783835</id><published>2008-07-02T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:03:34.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemies eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People could not believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Vida by Coldplay&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/7822267651087904454-7942538717962783835?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/7942538717962783835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=7942538717962783835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/7942538717962783835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/7942538717962783835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/07/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva la Vida'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1014272545447441430</id><published>2008-06-20T15:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:22:23.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool New Phone</title><content type='html'>My new phone has a cool two mega-pixel camera and it can take some really cool pictures. Click to make them bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/SFwTKlgf-MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gE8yADL13t4/s1600-h/0609081955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/SFwTKlgf-MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gE8yADL13t4/s320/0609081955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214063541176236226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/SFwTKtQ0XtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VF_CVbRrDeM/s1600-h/0618082027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/SFwTKtQ0XtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VF_CVbRrDeM/s320/0618082027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214063543257947858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1014272545447441430?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1014272545447441430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1014272545447441430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1014272545447441430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1014272545447441430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/06/cool-new-phone.html' title='Cool New Phone'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/SFwTKlgf-MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gE8yADL13t4/s72-c/0609081955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-2395082257807906532</id><published>2008-06-19T20:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:05:31.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Children's Concert Bands</title><content type='html'>As I was listening to my brother's last (last) band concert the other day, some interesting thoughts ran through my mind. I started comparing the different styles of art to different styles of music, and I found that a beginner band is most similar to Impressionism. Perhaps it isn't similar in that it captures time or that it plays with light. I am mainly comparing the visual style of Impressionism with the audio 'style' and 'quality' of the average beginner band. In Impressionism you get exactly what the name implies, an impression or a vague (more or less) understanding of what the artist is trying to portray. You don't get a sharp, clear image, but a close idea of the intended. I think that it's the same with beginner bands. You see, when a beginner band plays, you do not get a crisp, clean sound. Each player plays (unintentionally) a slight variation of the original score. Thats where we hear the squeaks, wrong notes, sharp notes, flat notes, notes that are 'almost there but not quite', air leaks, and the like. And so we end up hearing an inkling, an Impression, of the original. Perhaps it is a strange line of logic, but I thought it was interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-2395082257807906532?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/2395082257807906532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=2395082257807906532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2395082257807906532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2395082257807906532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-childrens-concert-bands.html' title='On Children&apos;s Concert Bands'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-5378114320875515316</id><published>2008-06-15T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:19:19.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The American Dream, It Ain't For Me</title><content type='html'>If the American dream ends in materialism,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream ends in owning a Winnebago and drawing early retirement,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream ends in owning a big TV and having a big house,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream ends in having a "hot" wife, 2.5 kids, two dogs, and a cat,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream ends in putting your parents into a home, just because you don't want to take care of them when they are older,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream ends in materialism,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream ain't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the American dream saves my soul,&lt;br /&gt;    let it be.&lt;br /&gt;But, if not,&lt;br /&gt;    the American dream, it ain't for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-5378114320875515316?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/5378114320875515316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=5378114320875515316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5378114320875515316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5378114320875515316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/06/american-dream-it-aint-for-me.html' title='The American Dream, It Ain&apos;t For Me'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-8428096046938437655</id><published>2008-06-07T17:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:45:45.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only the Japs</title><content type='html'>Please, don't waste your time by watching the whole thing. Only the first minute is worth anything. But seriously, some people just too much time on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8feef0c66928117" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8feef0c66928117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A14DC7BADC9D45DE4153DF0936D61757C3DEB25.7344EC290AC9119AF83A7256C958A66720711885%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8feef0c66928117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBal8t15BWC1RQU3Y82bAKxkjGo8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8feef0c66928117%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A14DC7BADC9D45DE4153DF0936D61757C3DEB25.7344EC290AC9119AF83A7256C958A66720711885%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8feef0c66928117%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBal8t15BWC1RQU3Y82bAKxkjGo8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-8428096046938437655?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8feef0c66928117&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/8428096046938437655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=8428096046938437655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/8428096046938437655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/8428096046938437655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-japs.html' title='Only the Japs'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-4094685380174835493</id><published>2008-06-02T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:51:44.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey look, my mike is held up by the Bible, and the nature of nature</title><content type='html'>I'd like to start out with a quote from my new friend Jay. It goes something like this, "Hey look, my mike is held up by the Bible." My drumming companion said this while he was setting up his drums and 'mic-ing' them up. He literally had the mike for one of his drums held up by the Word of God. And I thought, "hey that's true." Everything is held up by the Word, or if you want, by God's decree. Just for example, let's take a rock. It's cohesion &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; because of God's decree in the beginning. It is the same for any object in creation. Even us.... I am probably not conveying my deep fascination and awe of this fact, but truly, I am captivated by this thought (by the way even this thought is formed by the Word or allowance of God. How cool it that?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, about the nature of nature. I've been in Tennessee this week, and it has been awesome. We have gone hiking, tubing, and white water rafting, and I am strangely...giddy.?. God has been working in my heart, and I just can't help but smile. I feel like...like a son whose loving dad is spending time with me, wrestling and having man-talk, and all that stuff. Close I guess. It's hard to put it in words. I think a lot of it has to do with this vacation. Just being in nature, and seeing the beauty of God's creation. It's been a relief for my soul. So, the nature of nature for this believer is soulful refreshment and relief, with a good dose of spiritual hugs from my transcendent Daddy. I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-4094685380174835493?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/4094685380174835493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=4094685380174835493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/4094685380174835493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/4094685380174835493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-look-my-mike-is-held-up-by-bible.html' title='Hey look, my mike is held up by the Bible, and the nature of nature'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1213379811290744265</id><published>2008-05-26T13:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:53:45.513-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>What a Great Hymn</title><content type='html'>You might want to skip ahead a bit to get to the song. Happy Listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f903aa868ddcb9d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df903aa868ddcb9d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65BB989688BC4E196403F15FE692E621E5E1C3D0.2319CC6061BAFC9EEC6F849C3AA599D9BB9557C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df903aa868ddcb9d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drl7CQGM4NiUeYqA5meF8NqUycoA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df903aa868ddcb9d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65BB989688BC4E196403F15FE692E621E5E1C3D0.2319CC6061BAFC9EEC6F849C3AA599D9BB9557C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df903aa868ddcb9d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drl7CQGM4NiUeYqA5meF8NqUycoA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before the Throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the throne of God above&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong and perfect plea&lt;br /&gt;A great high Priest who's name is Love&lt;br /&gt;Who ever lives and pleads for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is graven on His hand&lt;br /&gt;My name is written on His heart&lt;br /&gt;I know that while in heaven He stands&lt;br /&gt;No tongue can bid me thence depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When satan tempts me to despair&lt;br /&gt;and tells me of the guilt within&lt;br /&gt;upward I look and see Him there&lt;br /&gt;Who made an end of all my sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a sinless Savior died&lt;br /&gt;my sinful soul is counted free&lt;br /&gt;For God the just is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;to look on Him and pardon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Praise the One Risen Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold Him there, the risen Lamb&lt;br /&gt;My perfect spotless righteousness&lt;br /&gt;The great unchangeable I AM&lt;br /&gt;The King of Glory and of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One in Himself, I cannot die&lt;br /&gt;My soul is purchased by His blood&lt;br /&gt;My life is hid with Christ on high&lt;br /&gt;With Christ my Savior and my God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1213379811290744265?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f903aa868ddcb9d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1213379811290744265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1213379811290744265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1213379811290744265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1213379811290744265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-great-hymn.html' title='What a Great Hymn'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-6844777171787496434</id><published>2008-05-26T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:24:57.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hmm...'/><title type='text'>An Archaic Definition</title><content type='html'>Gravity - The ancient force that calls us to the ground from which we came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-6844777171787496434?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/6844777171787496434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=6844777171787496434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6844777171787496434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6844777171787496434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/05/archaic-definition.html' title='An Archaic Definition'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1940078844746583100</id><published>2008-05-22T15:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:56:32.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool'/><title type='text'>God Is Friggin Awesome</title><content type='html'>I guess these guys just put sand on a cardboard square over a speaker. Look at how cool the order of God's creation is through sound waves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d808e0b59575ca5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1940078844746583100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1940078844746583100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1940078844746583100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1940078844746583100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-is-friggin-awesome.html' title='God Is Friggin Awesome'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-5962472378364370215</id><published>2008-05-21T23:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:05:56.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On God's Will</title><content type='html'>Follow God so closely so that you run into Him when He stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds kinda cheezy, but it's something to ponder while I come up with something better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-5962472378364370215?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/5962472378364370215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=5962472378364370215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5962472378364370215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5962472378364370215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-gods-will.html' title='On God&apos;s Will'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-2966979824479047016</id><published>2008-04-23T21:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:59:49.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biblical things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>On Philippians 1:21-26</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12dd769b08703165" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12dd769b08703165%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CD5FC907DA11C1670AE8BEDD7410952BECF0D05.1B6C2EC1D9BA94F39938F62C5B770E90D42BA576%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12dd769b08703165%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKF4zO2Mnw0YzkgmSPB6fdJX4FaE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12dd769b08703165%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281281%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CD5FC907DA11C1670AE8BEDD7410952BECF0D05.1B6C2EC1D9BA94F39938F62C5B770E90D42BA576%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12dd769b08703165%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKF4zO2Mnw0YzkgmSPB6fdJX4FaE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could just stop the train&lt;br /&gt;Or that the train would stop for me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home, &lt;br /&gt;But the train is going there anyway. &lt;br /&gt;I'll ride along &lt;br /&gt;Because there are people on the way I can talk to. &lt;br /&gt;It's a long ride &lt;br /&gt;But the conductor likes me and wants me to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-2966979824479047016?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12dd769b08703165&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/2966979824479047016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=2966979824479047016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2966979824479047016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2966979824479047016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-philippians-121-26.html' title='On Philippians 1:21-26'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-5647737454093290325</id><published>2008-04-20T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:22:00.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idols'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><title type='text'>On Idolatry, Thought, and the Church</title><content type='html'>So I went to church today and got into my mood (explained in previous posts)...I will be blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to Hampton Heights off of Wade Hampton with Robert and some of the other salgins. Sunday school was crap. The teacher (who is also the youth pastor) gave us this no-point spill for about an hour and frankly, I think it was a waste of my time. There was literally no point. Their whole church is going through the Purpose Driven Life thing, and honestly, I think it's just an excuse for lazy pastors. And on to my next point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked into the sanctuary, I saw a beautiful stained glass window in the front. One problem, there was a big Jesus on it. Now, call me if I'm wrong on this, but I believe that God commanded us not to make graven images especially of Himself. And so I'm sitting there with this big idol staring me in the face and, oh...God help us. Does no one even think anymore? I know that no one does, but surely they could have had the sense...Maybe I am being too critical, but I don't think so. God killed around 3,000 people at the foot of Sinai for the same exact thing. Things like this, in my opinion, are blatant idolatry. I am tired of people not thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, there is a big Jesus in front of the library building here at NGU. Damn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by the way I use cursing literally and purposefully. It's not just random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-5647737454093290325?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/5647737454093290325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=5647737454093290325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5647737454093290325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5647737454093290325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-idolatry-thought-and-church.html' title='On Idolatry, Thought, and the Church'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-7262939580630144294</id><published>2008-04-16T10:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:57:50.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'>On Thinking/Knowledge and the Perry Nobel Effect</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I hate the ability to think and reason; to be able to discern right from wrong, for when I see something wrong, I automatically set my mind against it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in chapel they brought in Perry Noble, the pastor of Newspring in Anderson. He seemed like a nice enough guy, but I don't know. Dr. Krauss was the one who introduced him. All he had to do was mention Noble's name and the place erupted with applause and cheers. "Perry Noble," continued Dr. Krauss, "is the pastor of an 8000+ member church in Anderson" (again applause and cheering). From that point Noble had them hooked. I call it the "Perry Noble Effect." All that was going through my mind was, "Who gives a shit how many people are there. Does he preach the Word of God? Is anyone caring for those 8000+ people who say they were saved?" It seemed that all I could think about was the negative aspects of everything that was going on. And in the message, all I could think about was how he said this or that thing wrong. "That's not the way that the Bible presents it," I said. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Then after the message, I had several people I know come up to me and say something along the lines of, "Hey, wasn't that a great service?" I wanted to tell them, "No, it was terrible. Didn't you see the flaws in His logic? Didn't you see the emotional basis on which He presented his sappy speech? Didn't you see the way that he batted down all pursuits of the knowledge of God in favor of religious harmony?" To me He seemed like a knowledgeable man, very smart in fact, but trying to keep others from the truth. Needless to say, I wasn't too peachy keen on the whole deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats why I hate knowledge sometimes. I tend to be angry almost anywhere I go because I see things that aren't right. I wish sometimes that I could be like them, like all those ignorant people who just take what they are given without question. They seem all too happy in their lack of knowledge, and meanwhile, the Truth of God is falling further and further away in their minds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss, but somehow, THE TRUTH IS BETTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-7262939580630144294?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/7262939580630144294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=7262939580630144294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/7262939580630144294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/7262939580630144294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-thinking-and.html' title='On Thinking/Knowledge and the Perry Nobel Effect'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1415728963737223547</id><published>2008-04-14T11:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:31:25.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny things'/><title type='text'>The Five Pillars</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we created Five Pillars of Manhood a few years back, and I have been thinking about them recently. Their purpose it to placate all female wrath, and truth be told, they work every single time that they are used. It has saved me from many a dangerous/life-threatening/female-is-angry-at-me situation. I'll go ahead and list them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You are Right&lt;br /&gt;2) I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;4) Forgive me &lt;br /&gt;5) I love you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     These things are essential to every man's life, but let me put a spin on it. Let's look at it from a spiritual light. These five things are, in fact, the perfect response to God's grace in light of faith in Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;     1) You are Right. God, you are right. You say through Your Word that I am sinful and deserving of death. There is nothing good in my life, and there is no way that I can please you.&lt;br /&gt;     2) I am wrong. There is nothing I can do to Attain your salvation. My ideas are flawed and wrong. My thoughts are not your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;     3) All of the things I have done that have been against your Word, I am sorry. My sins are an affront to you, and I am contrite.&lt;br /&gt;     4) Dear God, Please forgive me of my sins against you. Save me from these blemishes. &lt;br /&gt;     5) Thank you Father. I love you. I believe that Your Son took the punishment for my sins. He died and resurrected. Thank You for the salvation that You have provided though Your Son Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought. I think it's neat how our funny little five step process is so beautiful in context of grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1415728963737223547?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1415728963737223547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1415728963737223547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1415728963737223547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1415728963737223547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/five-pillars.html' title='The Five Pillars'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-796092705164495928</id><published>2008-04-13T23:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:54:09.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny things'/><title type='text'>A new trend</title><content type='html'>So I went to the Passion conference this last weekend and had an amazing time of reflection and thought. During one of the sessions, I noticed that nearly half of the college-aged kids were doing something new during the singing, something that I have termed "the Jesus Hop." Yes...the Jesus Hop. Perhaps you have seen it before, the high school/ college-aged bouncing around the room. I have thought about it long and hard (not), and I think that I have formulated exactly how it is preformed. &lt;br /&gt;     Prerequisites include: &lt;br /&gt;          1) Jammin' worship music (as preformed by Chris Tomlin, Charlie Hall, or preferably The David Crowder Band. &lt;br /&gt;          2) Willingness to really 'get in the Spirit'&lt;br /&gt;     The actual preforming of the Jesus Hop includes standing and pointing your right index finger straight to heaven (like you are pointing to God). The next step involves closing your eyes and thinking about God. Next...you Hop.&lt;br /&gt;     OK seriously, I think this is Hilarious. There were like 5,000 or more people doing it at passion, and I could barely keep it in. I'm not saying that there's anything wrong with it, but I think its really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-796092705164495928?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/796092705164495928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=796092705164495928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/796092705164495928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/796092705164495928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-trend.html' title='A new trend'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1969642231353705077</id><published>2008-04-04T21:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:55:12.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Very Nice song by Jeff Beck (Lead) and Tal Wilkenfeld (Bass)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-457f5419b44eb37e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1969642231353705077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1969642231353705077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1969642231353705077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1969642231353705077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/very-nice-song-by-jeff-beck-lead-and.html' title='Very Nice song by Jeff Beck (Lead) and Tal Wilkenfeld (Bass)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-9128488249299594998</id><published>2008-04-04T21:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:31:39.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on my fence</title><content type='html'>Ah...so today a dear friend reminded me of my fence. It had been sitting away at the back corner of my property, and truthfully, in the back corner of my mind, clouded by time and lack of use and little motivation to complete it. In fact, it was not a very large fence. It was simply just another small project that I thought up. I walked up to it today to check on it, and I found everything in decent shape. Hmm...a little rusty, but with a bit of old fashioned work ethic I think I can get it back into shape. It's not even close to completion. It needs.....hmm......it needs.....More posts!!! I need to add more posts to my fence if it is going to be any good. I think I'll get started on it right away. So, here's the next post right........NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-9128488249299594998?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/9128488249299594998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=9128488249299594998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/9128488249299594998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/9128488249299594998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-on-my-fence.html' title='Working on my fence'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-6058610149753542875</id><published>2007-04-01T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T12:48:42.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>On Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;By Grace You Have Been Saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;            Man is completely dead. His sin has overwhelmed him, and there is no hope of redemption apart from God. Since the beginning, when Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, man has been in a fallen state of sin. So how would God save man, who had rebelled against Him? How does God save men today? He saves humankind through grace. God chose to be gracious to man and give him a chance to be saved. But, how could God let him go unpunished for his sin? How could He let sin into His holy presence? He was able to do this because of Christ’s sacrifice. God sent His Son to take all of man’s sin upon Himself. God accepted this sacrifice, and now man can be cleared from his guilt through Christ’s surrender. Furthermore, God’s Holy Spirit shows believers the grace of God’s gospel. It is evident in the Scriptures that God saves man through grace because of Christ’s death, God’s acceptance, and the Holy Spirit’s persuasion to the truth.&lt;br /&gt;            In the Bible, Ephesians 2:8-9 says, “For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.” These verses clearly state God’s work of grace in salvation. Man cannot work to gain justification of his sins because only God supplies the way to heaven. God, because He loves man, provides a way for him to be redeemed by His grace. Why did God choose to set up salvation this way? He did it so that no one could take glory for saving himself. One could imagine how boastful a self-saved person could be. That person would give no glory to God, and all of the person’s praise would be given to himself because he saved himself by his works. Therefore, God saves man by His own grace so that He can receive the glory.&lt;br /&gt;            God’s grace in salvation is shown by the sacrifice of His Son. God’s Son, who is Jesus, was sent by God to come to earth and die for the sins of the world. How much grace did God have upon man at this time? How deserving was man? The fact is that God had an amazing amount of grace for the exceedingly sinful man. God gave His Son as a sacrifice to pay for man’s sin. It is hard to imagine that a father who loves his son would give him up to save people who could care less, but in the same way, God is that father. God had to be full of grace and love to give His Son to die for the sin of man. The sacrifice of Christ shows that God has grace on man. Since Christ’s sacrifice covers death, God’s sending His Son to die shows that God gives salvation by grace.&lt;br /&gt;            God shows His work of grace in salvation by accepting the sacrifice that Christ made. In the Bible, God says that those who believe in Him will inherit eternal life (John 3:16). Furthermore, He says in John 14:6 that Jesus is the way, truth, and life. In these passages, God affirms, through His Word, that Christ’s sacrifice was acceptable. Since God inspired the Bible, and because God cannot sin, what He says in the Bible must be true. Therefore, God graciously gives license for the method of salvation in these verses. Now man can be saved. Christ’s death for mankind is the acceptable means of salvation, and God saves by grace because He accepts Christ’s sacrifice for the payment of sins according to these verses.&lt;br /&gt;            The Holy Spirit confirms the act of God’s grace to believers. In John 15:26 Jesus says, “But when the Helper comes, whom I will send to you from the Father, the Spirit of truth, who proceeds from the Father, He will bear witness about me.” In this verse, Jesus is speaking of the Holy Spirit who will come to teach believers the truth of the gospel. Now, there are two important facts that are stated here. The Holy Spirit, through the work of salvation, shows believers the truth. Also, He is the Helper that, for believers, proves the gospel. In other words, once a person is saved the Holy Spirit works in his life and proves that God’s gospel of grace is true.God’s act of grace in salvation is proven to believers by the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Since Biblical evidence is not widely trusted by non-believers, how can those who do not believe, trust that God saves by His grace? How can it be proven to them? The most basic answer is that it cannot. One would have to prove God, but there is no way to prove God as a gracious Savior by human effort. Aside from the work of God and Christ, stated in the Bible, the only proof and the only one who can prove the work of God is the Holy Spirit. God proclaims in John 15:26 that the Helper will teach and show God to believers. The Helper, who is the Holy Spirit, is the one who can teach man of the truth of God. Consequently, the condition of unbelievers is such that they cannot know the truth. Since God has not saved them, they do not have the Holy Spirit and, therefore, they do not know the truth. So, since the Holy Spirit is the only One who can truly prove God’s grace in salvation, and unbelievers do not have the Holy Spirit, unbelievers cannot really know that the gospel of grace is true.&lt;br /&gt;God’s saving work of grace is found in the Bible through Christ’s death, God’s acceptance, and the Holy Spirit’s illumination. The Bible clearly states that God has been gracious to man and that He has chosen His grace as the means of salvation. Christ’s sacrifice with God’s acceptance of the sacrifice points to God’s merciful hand, and the Holy Spirit, though He does not reveal the truth to unbelievers, shows true believers that God has been awesomely merciful and gracious to men. God has blessed man more than anyone can know. He has chosen to spare men from their sinful, godless fall, and He has provided a means of salvation. He has given man what man cannot possibly deserve, and he saves man by that same gift, His grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-6058610149753542875?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/6058610149753542875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=6058610149753542875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6058610149753542875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6058610149753542875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-grace.html' title='On Grace'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1502956749014033516</id><published>2007-03-02T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:24:03.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 John 4:14</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Verse 14 – We the believers, because we have the Spirit, know that God sent His Son to save the world. We have seen that it is true. Also, because we have the Spirit, we testify of the gospel. It all hinges on salvation. Since we have salvation we see and testify of the gospel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1502956749014033516?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1502956749014033516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1502956749014033516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1502956749014033516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1502956749014033516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-john-414.html' title='1 John 4:14'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1775253253610241993</id><published>2007-03-01T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:34:07.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 John 4:12-13</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Verse 12 – “No one has ever seen God at any time; if we love one another, God abides in us and His love is perfected in us.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;No one has seen God, but if we love the brethren God dwells in us. We cannot see him, yet He is in us. But He is seen in us. Does that make sense? No one has seen God, but He shows Himself through believers when we love each other. When that happens, it means that He abides in us and that He is perfecting His life in us. So, love one another. It is a vital part of the Christian's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Verse 13 – The Spirit is the evidence of our salvation. It is the evidence of God’s abiding in us. Ah, but how do we know that the Spirit is in us? That’s an easy one. The fruit of the Spirit show us that the Spirit is in us. Galatians 5 clearly shows us what the Holy Spirit produces in believers, so look at the fruit. They are evidence of the Spirit. The Spirit is the evidence of God abiding. &lt;/span&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/7822267651087904454-1775253253610241993?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1775253253610241993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1775253253610241993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1775253253610241993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1775253253610241993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-john-412_3641.html' title='1 John 4:12-13'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-854787871988299614</id><published>2007-02-21T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:16:10.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>1 John 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;        Verse 11 – If we are all brothers in Christ, we should love one another. Once again, this doesn’t give any qualifiers. We are to love the brethren, even though they may be different. Denominationalism may be a curse on the Church, but Scripture gives us a basis to love &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the brethren no matter where they come from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-854787871988299614?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/854787871988299614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=854787871988299614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/854787871988299614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/854787871988299614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-john-4_21.html' title='1 John 4'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-260038821673788819</id><published>2007-02-19T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T12:00:28.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 John 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Verse 10 –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Look at this love. Look how gracious God is to us. “Not that we loved God, but He loved us.” We didn’t even love God.” We didn’t even want Him. We did not understand. We didn’t even seek for Him (Romans 3:10-11). What grace does God have that He would even allow us to know Him; we who spurned Him? WE DID NOT LOVE GOD BUT HE LOVED US! This is so amazing. Not only did we not want Him, but we were dead in our trespasses in sin (Ephesians 2:1). We were the MOST WORTHLESS creature. Even all of creation praised God except for us. BUT GOD in His mercy gave His only son “to be the propitiation for our sins”; to take our sins so that we may know The Almighty. Even in our wicked estrangement, He graced us. His grace – in the form of His Son. His Son – in the form of our salvation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-260038821673788819?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/260038821673788819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=260038821673788819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/260038821673788819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/260038821673788819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-john-4.html' title='1 John 4'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-2161877175571287996</id><published>2007-02-18T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:50:35.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Man Unrepentant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Oh… my wretchedness.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the disgusting filth that my flesh now is…and will be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how, how terrible is my body, my flesh, …my self.&lt;br /&gt;I am not but a filthy vagabond roaming this terrestrial sod, and what more…I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and what a sad love it is.&lt;br /&gt;That I would love these rotting bones…these “pleasures”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why can I not be at ease for just one moment?&lt;br /&gt;Do you not see I am in torment because of my deeds?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each deed I love.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but they are fleeting, these loves of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you my hopes, my loves?&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you comfort me for one more…moment?&lt;br /&gt;They do not love me.&lt;br /&gt;But I love them…And I will pursue them…&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, I see them once again.&lt;br /&gt;They are over there, but…I will go too.&lt;br /&gt;I will go wherever my loves take me.&lt;br /&gt;I will die with my loves, my deeds.&lt;br /&gt;They are wretched, but I cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;I will defile my soul ever more if only to have one more drop of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;For they alone can comfort me…My evil deeds. &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here is my fate.&lt;br /&gt;To be bound to them. I do not mind.&lt;br /&gt;Here I will rot.&lt;br /&gt;Here, my soul shall be lost forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-2161877175571287996?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/2161877175571287996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=2161877175571287996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2161877175571287996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/2161877175571287996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/every-man-unrepentant.html' title='Every Man Unrepentant'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-1833427407377269505</id><published>2007-02-18T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:01:46.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>1 John 4:8-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Verse 8 – Those who do not love do not know God. Love is an essential part of the Christian life. It seems that God loves us so much that His love just shows right on through us, but those who do not know God do not have love. Therefore, since they do not have love, no love shines through them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Verse 9 – How does God love us? How much does He love us? Well it says here that He gave His only Son so that we may live through Him. Can you imagine the sacrifice of God in this? He gave His Son, knowing that He would be ridiculed, mocked, scourged, whipped, beaten, and crucified. And yet it pleased Him to bruise Him (Isaiah 53:10)…Why? Why did He even want to do that? ...So that we would live… Think about that. How great is the grace of God that He would willingly give His son to die. And what more; that He would have us to live through Him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;God gave his Son so that we could have life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;What grace… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-1833427407377269505?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/1833427407377269505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=1833427407377269505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1833427407377269505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/1833427407377269505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/verse-8-those-who-do-not-love-do-not.html' title='1 John 4:8-9'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-5127137297227165587</id><published>2007-02-16T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:22:23.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/RdZri9AlX7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DJZk9w7-Rsg/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/RdZri9AlX7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DJZk9w7-Rsg/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032327881869844402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Guitar Hero is my favorite. Scott and Sims are rippin' it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-5127137297227165587?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/5127137297227165587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=5127137297227165587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5127137297227165587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/5127137297227165587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/guitar-hero.html' title='Guitar Hero'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/RdZri9AlX7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DJZk9w7-Rsg/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-6882772643600128552</id><published>2007-02-16T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:10:04.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on 1 John 4:1-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Verse 1 -Do not believe every teacher that you hear, but test them to see that they are from God. There are many teachers (spirits) that have gone throughout the world preaching lies and falseties, and it is our job to be skeptical of them. Test them by their faith. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 2 - This is how to test them. Do they profess Christ, that He has come in the flesh? If they do, then they are from God. If they don't, they are not from God. (There are teachers that are actually professing believers that are not from God. I don't think I'm taking this too far, but I think that we can derive that we can tell false teaching by comparing it to the Word of God. If they don't line up, they either need to be corrected or labeled false. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 3 - The spirit of the antichrist is already in the world. The teaching is already there. Watch for it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 4 - We are from God. We have overcome the false spirit of antichrist because God lives in us, and He is greater than antichrist&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 5 - The false spirits/ antichrists are of the world. they are not of God. We know this because they speak like the world and they are appealing to the world. Therefore, the world listens. Beware of those guys&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 6 - We know God. Everyone who knows God listens to us. Everyone from the world doesn't listen. We can tell about a preacher/teacher by who they listen to and also by whom we listen to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Verse 7. Let love be the theme of the brethren. Not strife. Because God is love. He has shown us so much love in our salvation and sanctification. Not to mention all of the grace that he gives us daily. Those who love the brethren truly know that God is God. As Christians, we cannot go on without loving the brethren. It is essential. Of course, we know that all Christians have something wrong with their theology, but that doesn’t mean that we love any one more or less based on their accuracy. In other words, we should love all Christians the same even if their theology be more skewed than our own. Yes, Love our Armenian brothers. Love the Charismatic. Love all who are of the bride of Christ. But…teach them. Teach them, in light of Scripture, of their errors. Teach them in love. Not in arrogance, but love. It is our command, and it can be our joy as well. “Let us love one another, for love is of God, and everyone who loves is born of God.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7822267651087904454-6882772643600128552?l=ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/feeds/6882772643600128552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7822267651087904454&amp;postID=6882772643600128552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6882772643600128552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7822267651087904454/posts/default/6882772643600128552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichthus-iopdavos.blogspot.com/2007/02/thoughts-on-1-john-41-7.html' title='Thoughts on 1 John 4:1-7'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00077183069765655470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dF0HyMX2OW8/R_boHNqG3II/AAAAAAAAAA4/HiAZrw798Us/S220/an+evening+at+Liberty%27s+Tap+Room.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822267651087904454.post-7978019269149808423</id><published>2007-02-15T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:11:41.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Well, I am back and blogging. 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