<?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-6271620849514202410</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:00:57.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...a worship driven life.</title><subtitle type='html'>"If worship does not propel us into greater obedience, it has not been worship." -Richard Foster</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-7993832314403411190</id><published>2010-12-17T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:59:06.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Way</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;If you&amp;#39;re not butting heads with the devil daily, you&amp;#39;re probably just walking in the wrong direction.&amp;quot; -Debbie Cannada, NAMB Missionary to West Virginia and Friend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its the night before our church&amp;#39;s Christmas program and you wouldn&amp;#39;t believe the stuff that is happening! Half of the choir has been battling sickness, the other half has been working overtime, and no one has any money. Our weather has been colder than usual, but it warms up during the day so everyone is fighting illness. And if my video doesn&amp;#39;t mix down tomorrow morning, it ain&amp;#39;t happenin&amp;#39;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to scream. I want to run away. I want to find someone to blame and relieve myself of all responsibility. And more than anything, I want to know why. And then I remember my friend and what she would tell me: If you&amp;#39;re not butting heads with the devil daily, you&amp;#39;re probably just walking in the wrong direction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like how the CEV puts 1 Peter 4:12-14, &amp;quot;Dear friends, don&amp;#39;t be surprised or shocked that you are going through testing that is like walking through fire.  Be glad for the chance to suffer as Christ suffered. It will prepare you for even greater happiness when he makes his glorious return.  Count it a blessing when you suffer for being a Christian. This shows that God&amp;#39;s glorious Spirit is with you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we walk as Jesus walked, we will be opposed. When we are opposed for the cause of Christ, we know then that the Holy Spirit is with us. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, WOOHOO! God is with us and NOTHING can prevail against us. Praise God. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand,&lt;br&gt;JW &lt;br&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand,&lt;br&gt;JonWesley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-7993832314403411190?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/7993832314403411190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/wrong-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7993832314403411190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7993832314403411190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/wrong-way.html' title='Wrong Way'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-7048280984543827366</id><published>2010-12-13T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:13:56.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;For three years, FBC Key Largo has had the privilege of serving you through the SHARE Florida Food Program. We received word just last week that this Delivery Day will be our last. SHARE is closing its doors after 20 years of service.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;I have so enjoyed getting to know you and your family. It is sad to see this opportunity to serve you slip away. But like it is written in Ecclesiastes, &amp;quot;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;There's an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;A right time to hold on and another to let go.&amp;quot; And so we say goodbye to SHARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;But that does not mean that we are not here to continue to serve you and your families needs. Please know that everything we can do in any emergency or need, every victory or loss, we will be here for you. Please keep my number and email where you can get to it easily, and I will look forward to hearing from you, as well as seeing you in and around our community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;God bless you and your family.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="verdana, sans-serif" size="4"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand,&lt;br&gt; JonWesley Barnhill, Associate Pastor/Minister of Music&lt;br&gt;First Baptist Church of Key Largo&lt;br&gt;99001 OVS HWY, Key Largo, FL  33037&lt;br&gt;305.304.1526&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jonwesleybarnhill@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;jonwesleybarnhill@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://drvn2wrshp.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://drvn2wrshp.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-7048280984543827366?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/7048280984543827366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/sad-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7048280984543827366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7048280984543827366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/sad-goodbye.html' title='A Sad Goodbye'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-7454809881099579840</id><published>2010-12-10T07:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:52:59.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choral Connection (Head Spinning)</title><content type='html'>I love my choir! I mean it- they are awesome! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have been working on our Christmas Program for a couple of months now and we are in the home stretch. Next weekend us the performance. They have worked so hard, and it shows. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last night God showed me a small piece of His Will. I saw this group as a small, even microscopic snapshot of the Body of Christ as a whole. This program was created and  planned by a few in a removed place and purchased with a purpose. Then, each part is taken by each individual and practiced until they begin to know it on a deeper level. Each person assimilates the music and it begins to change as their heart becomes part of the music. Then they bring that into a group of people who have done the same thing. And what comes out if that group is a collaboration of praise that would rival ANY angel choir! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doesn&amp;#39;t God do the same thing? We each take what He teaches us and make it part if our life, adding to it our personal experiences and passions, and bringing it into the Body of Christ where it melds with others and builds an organism that is capable of AMAZING things.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank You, Father, for choosing to bless us the at You have. You Grace and Mercy are amazing. Thank You for the gift of Your Son. Than You for making my head spin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May God make YOUR head spin today. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;JW&lt;br&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand,&lt;br&gt;JonWesley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-7454809881099579840?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/7454809881099579840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/choral-connection-head-spinning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7454809881099579840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7454809881099579840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2010/12/choral-connection-head-spinning.html' title='The Choral Connection (Head Spinning)'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-4818055029059753767</id><published>2009-06-26T08:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:38:59.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson: A Legacy Defined</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm going to miss Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SkTPQ9jeWoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iJoxhRdStec/s200/michael-jackson.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351630147531201154" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As a 37 year-old, Michael's music was a huge part of my growing up. I remember sneaking to watch M-TV for the "Thriller" premiere. I had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sequined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; glove, convertible sunglasses, and, yes- even a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pleather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; jacket with the pointy "V" shaped shoulders. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; hearing about his love for music and sound, and how Michael worked hard to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; what he heard in his head, even if it was scary sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; the allegations, the charges, the sight of a lesser man walking under an umbrella for fear of the sun. I remember not liking his last nose, and thinking that living with a chimp was just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. I remember seeing the pictures of a run-down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Ranch, and how sad I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And now he's gone. Last night, one of the &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;tweeters&lt;/a&gt; I follow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/shawnw"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;shawnw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; re-tweeted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/feeband"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;feeband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; saying, "&lt;i&gt;C&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;razy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; thought ... The "king of pop" stands before the "King of Glory" today ... Fame redefined&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it's got me thinking about what my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; will be. What am I doing, saying, singing, etc say about who I am; about Whose I am? I was reminded of a song I wrote and sang at my ordination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let the life I live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be an offering of praise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To my King&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May each step&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be louder than the words I sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let my voice be silenced&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By the things I do for You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And when people look at me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May the only thing they see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be a light that shines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And points the way to You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I want my life to &lt;i&gt;shout &lt;/i&gt;the Name of Jesus. I want every action to be a part of God's story at work in and through my life. I will miss Michael, and I pray that Jesus carried him into Eternity, because that's what I want for everyone, including myself. And that's why I want my legacy to be one of testimony to the Power and Mercy of God's Saving Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-4818055029059753767?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/4818055029059753767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-legacy-defined.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/4818055029059753767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/4818055029059753767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-legacy-defined.html' title='Michael Jackson: A Legacy Defined'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SkTPQ9jeWoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iJoxhRdStec/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-9155331735452595614</id><published>2009-06-12T11:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:14:41.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, The Man, and God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have often wondered about what would happen with my music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I mean, I have been writing music now for six years or so, singing all my life (see my Bio), and giving all glory to God, who is the Author of any talent to which I might lay claim. And now, as I grow older (I turn 38 in October of this year) I see my youth is behind me, and my days are filled with parenting, ministry, and work. I get the opportunity to write, and sometimes the writing takes on a life of it's own. So where is this leading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have come to understand that "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;God has mercy on whom he wants to have mercy, and he hardens whom he wants to harden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;" (Romans 9:18, TNIV) And I know that I want to be in God's Will &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; more than I want to be out of it. So it comes to this: I have chosen to hold and live this Bible verse-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" (1 Peter 5:6, TNIV) This is my place, this is where I live from now on. I don't want anything God doesn't give me. And if He never exalts me above where I am now, I'm okay with that, because I know that I will stand before Him and be able to declare (as much as &lt;i&gt;anyone &lt;/i&gt;will on that day) that was obedient and humbled before God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And that's all I have to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-9155331735452595614?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/9155331735452595614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-man-and-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/9155331735452595614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/9155331735452595614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-man-and-god.html' title='Music, The Man, and God'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-768360398529478126</id><published>2009-05-06T15:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:05:59.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Of Prayer: Pastors In Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Share each other's burdens, and in this way obey the law of Christ." Galatians 6:2, NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This year is the fourth year I have coordinated our local National Day Of Prayer events in the Upper Keys. I consider this a privilege and an honor, as well as a responsibility. I believe that the Bride of Christ should take EVERY opportunity to proclaim "In God we trust!" every chance we get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This year we are sponsoring a Pastors prayer time, getting pastors from different denominations together on neutral ground to pray for one another, to lift each others' burdens, and, heaven help us, pray for each others' churches. This, I believe, holds high the Law of Christ as stated in this passage. It is my prayer that the Body of Christ should come together, crossing denominational lines more often, and lift one another up in prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-768360398529478126?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/768360398529478126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/05/national-day-of-prayer-pastors-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/768360398529478126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/768360398529478126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/05/national-day-of-prayer-pastors-in.html' title='National Day Of Prayer: Pastors In Prayer'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-7515384317352329845</id><published>2009-04-30T06:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:48:35.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nature of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SfmAsaUo68I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hDd9f9yE9Ag/s1600-h/1239276884811-1-777742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SfmAsaUo68I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hDd9f9yE9Ag/s320/1239276884811-1-777742.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330433134438181826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Exodus 3:14, God tells Moses, &amp;quot;I Am Who I Am.&amp;quot; In my TNIV, the note says, &amp;quot;or I Will Be What I Will Be.&amp;quot; Now, we have called God &amp;quot;I Am&amp;quot; for ages in the church, but have we stopped to fully understand what this means? (Of course not- duh! Even Isaiah 40:13 says &amp;quot;Who can know the mind of God?&amp;quot; [paraphrased])&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I feel this morning a deeper meaning here; a meaning that says, &amp;quot;I am God. Who I am is Who I reveal Myself to be.&amp;quot; The nature of God is unchanging (James 1:17), so if He chooses to reveal a small part of Himself to one and another part to another, this does not contradict Himself; it is only another part. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The beauty is that as we get to know Him more we will learn more of the unfathomable complexity that He is. It is His pleasure to reveal that to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-7515384317352329845?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/7515384317352329845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/nature-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7515384317352329845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7515384317352329845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/nature-of-god.html' title='The Nature of God'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SfmAsaUo68I/AAAAAAAAAEo/hDd9f9yE9Ag/s72-c/1239276884811-1-777742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-2222112458894069161</id><published>2009-04-18T00:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T08:09:56.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"When God Says Go" or "How Was Your Day?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Those who follow me on TWITTER know that I was dealing with some hardship Friday (April 17). I really felt that those in leadership over me dropped an important ball. I had the idea to show &amp;quot;Fireproof&amp;quot; to the community after having seen it with my wife. It is a message this whole world needs to hear about relational healing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I waited on someone to pat me on the back and say, &amp;quot;Great idea, JW!&amp;quot; and then do the thing God had put in MY heart to do. I was reminded today of an evangelist who told of a nagging idea he had once that he put to rest after some fighting with it. A few months later, he was approached by someone who had the same idea and ran with it, starting a book. The Lord told him, &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t say a word. Don&amp;#39;t you get mad! I gave you that idea and you did nothing, so I gave it to someone else!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So here I am, having heard God&amp;#39;s voice, ignoring it, and blaming others. Wow! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But you know, God showed me today that when He says, &amp;quot;Go!&amp;quot;, we don&amp;#39;t need man&amp;#39;s permission. Saddest thing is that I knew that once.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God, bring me to where I can hear Your voice. Teach me again and Help me to follow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand, JW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-2222112458894069161?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/2222112458894069161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-god-says-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/2222112458894069161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/2222112458894069161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-god-says-go.html' title='&quot;When God Says Go&quot; or &quot;How Was Your Day?&quot;'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-6681906994137450674</id><published>2009-04-15T23:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:34:59.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading My Bible By Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Seak0PeDkYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qC86RqahipM/s1600-h/1239276884811-1-740466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Seak0PeDkYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qC86RqahipM/s320/1239276884811-1-740466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325124826824937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so God's been pulling me back to His Word. I heard someone offer a very simple way to read through the Bible. Taking his cue, and using my parallel NIV/Message Bible, I can finish on Christmas day (253 days away) if I read eight pages of either version. I can do one or the other, or both is necessary, but eight pages daily is the goal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I began tonite, and find myself excited to see what God will teach me through this. More than anything, I just want to know Him more!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can follow me on Twitter by searching "#biblein253days". Maybe you can even take up the challenge with me. You in?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the Potter's Hand, JW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-6681906994137450674?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/6681906994137450674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-my-bible-by-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/6681906994137450674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/6681906994137450674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-my-bible-by-christmas.html' title='Reading My Bible By Christmas'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Seak0PeDkYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qC86RqahipM/s72-c/1239276884811-1-740466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-7454729848287525458</id><published>2009-04-14T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:00:26.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SeU_uot8SzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PKnn_qpzCUw/s1600-h/braeden_baptism_2-726498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SeU_uot8SzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PKnn_qpzCUw/s320/braeden_baptism_2-726498.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324732204872125234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Easter is my favorite time of the church year. People seem more into worship, songs are a little more joyous, and let&amp;#39;s face it- it&amp;#39;s a day that defines our faith. But this year, I had the privelege of baptizing my son in Believer&amp;#39;s Baptism.&lt;br&gt;  Maybe not all of you feel the same about baptism; after all, not all of you are Baptist. But my eight year-old son had been talking about it for months. And he wanted to wait until Easter, because we get to baptize in the ocean. As you can tell from the picture, it&amp;#39;s a light show like no other!&lt;br&gt;  And so, I have now had the privelege to baptize both my daughter, in 2004, and now my son as my Brother and Sister in Christ. Wow! What a blessing!&lt;br&gt; God is Good, All The Time!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand, JW&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-7454729848287525458?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/7454729848287525458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-baptism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7454729848287525458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/7454729848287525458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-baptism.html' title='A Special Baptism'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SeU_uot8SzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PKnn_qpzCUw/s72-c/braeden_baptism_2-726498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-2043021773772064546</id><published>2009-04-11T23:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:55:14.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired... So Tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s 11:34 pm Eastern Standard Time in Key Largo. My wife is done with the Easter Dinner prep she needed to do, my clothes are ironed and hanging, ready to be put on following the Sunrise Service, and the programs for that service are folded, ready to leave with me in about six hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This afternoon, with a group of men from the church, I helped get the Easter Lillies to the church and the van loaded with all the necessities for Sunrise. (We do an off-site service amd baptize in the ocean. Very cool!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There are many reasons to be exhausted. But there is a greater reason to be excited. Easter really is my favorite holiday. This is the day that sets Christians apart from every other religious person. My Savior took back the life He laid down for me! He died for my sin, and rose from the grave!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I pray that you have a wonderful Easter Sunday, especially those of you who, like me, work through this day in an effort to give others an opportunity to meet with God. I pray that those of you who know Jesus but hold back, unsure of what&amp;#39;s next, find new vigor and direction in your life as God reveals. I pray that those of you who do not know Jesus see Him revealed for Who He Is. And either way, I pray that each of you have a wonderful day, surrounded by people you love, and by people who love you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a wonderful Easter!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the Potter&amp;#39;s Hand, JW&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-2043021773772064546?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/2043021773772064546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/2043021773772064546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/2043021773772064546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-so-tired.html' title='Tired... So Tired!'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271620849514202410.post-4506387569582852231</id><published>2009-04-10T08:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:30:50.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Stinks To Be Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Sd86OonwuoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5Wu1y2J5WCI/s1600-h/1239276884811-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Sd86OonwuoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5Wu1y2J5WCI/s320/1239276884811-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323037307671984770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a lady I knew in a church in which I served who would get so hurt because it seemed that others always walked all over people, while she was constantly being walked on. She would say, “Why do I always have to be the servant that gets stepped on? Why don’t they ever have to humble themselves? When is it &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; turn to be served?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this this morning: “&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Already you have all you want! Already you have become rich! You have begun to reign- and that without us! How I wish that you had really begun to reign so that we also might reign with you! For it seems to me that God has put us apostles on display at the end of the procession, like those condemned to die in the arena. We have been made a spectale to the whole universe, to angels as well as to human beings. We are fools for Christ, but you are so wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are honored, we are dishonored! To this very hour we go hungry and thirsty, we are in rags, we are brutally treated, we are homeless. We work with our own hands. When we are cursed, we bless; when we are persecuted, we endure it; when we are slandered, we answer kindly. We have become the scum of the earth, the garbage of the world- right up to this moment.&lt;/span&gt;” (1 Corinthians 4:8-13, TNIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Do you think Paul was happy? Was he pleased with the way others were treating themselves while he endured the worst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that what we see here is Paul, who knew what it meant to follow Jesus in the worst of times, warning the church at Corinth not to settle as a follower of Christ; not that they may not be blessed by God, but that they should remember that everyone’s burden is different. Not better or worse, just different. And glorying in their status rather than the Cross of Christ is dangerous business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me remember today the burdens of others before my own. Help me to walk and live only “Jesus Christ and Him crucified.” (1 Corinthians 2:2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271620849514202410-4506387569582852231?l=bondservant2k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/feeds/4506387569582852231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-was-lady-i-knew-in-church-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/4506387569582852231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271620849514202410/posts/default/4506387569582852231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bondservant2k.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-was-lady-i-knew-in-church-in.html' title='It Stinks To Be Me!'/><author><name>JonWesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/SKiuM2MyoFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/S1Sa8LQZDfw/S220/1202162803_me2_close.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MC2vteNPlZw/Sd86OonwuoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5Wu1y2J5WCI/s72-c/1239276884811-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
