<?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-10238273</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:35:21.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FSM Blogger</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog exist to give information, ideas, and stimulate conversation.  Its also fun to talk and throw out some stuff simmering around up here in my head!!!  Any views set forth here are intended to be my own (or those of the author) and not necessarily the elders or other ministers or members of the Fairfax Church of Christ.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-4041531046270671037</id><published>2007-06-29T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:48:49.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoUp2iUiyeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/35uN2AtJADM/s1600-h/DSC_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoUp2iUiyeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/35uN2AtJADM/s320/DSC_0181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081513771460119010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (like every day before it) I found myself simply staring at Cade.  He wasn't really doing anything in particular.  In fact, I think he was sleeping.  I wasn't worried about anything or concerned that he may stop breathing.  I was just staring.  And as I was staring I had a thought.  "I can't believe you are here right now", I said out  loud.  It is still hard to believe that Cade has arrived.  He is a miracle.  Of course we are all miracles and I can't help but think that God must stare at us from time to time.  Surely he feels the same love for me that I am feeling for Cade.  That unconditional, supportive, passionate, future-looking, ready to see what we do next, type of love.  It makes me think deeply about love and God and the miracle that I stare at every day.  Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-4041531046270671037?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4041531046270671037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=4041531046270671037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/4041531046270671037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/4041531046270671037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/06/staring.html' title='Staring'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoUp2iUiyeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/35uN2AtJADM/s72-c/DSC_0181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-6901314401838162382</id><published>2007-06-28T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T07:53:27.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Reminds Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoPLXyUiydI/AAAAAAAAAAU/daG_IhQVmKg/s1600-h/DSC_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoPLXyUiydI/AAAAAAAAAAU/daG_IhQVmKg/s320/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081128414109419986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded (these days) of a time back about 15 years ago when I used to work nights at a grocery store.  From 1991-1994 I worked mostly the 10pm to 8 am shift as a stocker and grocery manager.  It was a good job that paid well but left me pretty much tired all the time.  I eventually settled into a good sleep pattern--meaning I could sleep anywhere, anytime, from 20 minutes to 10 hours.  I actually remember one time when I stayed up 4 days then slept 22 hours to catch up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a lot like that now being a new dad.  We just sleep when we can and take turns with the little guy who seems to be on his own schedule.  But I am not complaining.  I love every minute of it.  Besides I am staying up for a much better reason than making sure we have enough tuna on the grocery shelves or seeing to it that the sack bins are full.  I am sure that I will sleep some day but for now, I just stare at Cade and love him and sometimes remember the training I had staying up late getting ready for this time of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-6901314401838162382?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6901314401838162382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=6901314401838162382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/6901314401838162382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/6901314401838162382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-reminds-me.html' title='This Reminds Me...'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/RoPLXyUiydI/AAAAAAAAAAU/daG_IhQVmKg/s72-c/DSC_0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-2884144245488622538</id><published>2007-06-23T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:06:24.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/Rn0ovNwb_vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3W9KhYUPO8c/s1600-h/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/Rn0ovNwb_vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3W9KhYUPO8c/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079260746355572466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like cool things.  Stuff like a good book, good movie, good TV, TiVo, iPod, digital cameras, good websites, etc.  But of course I may be the only one that likes that stuff and may be the only one that thinks that stuff is cool.  Now there are other cool things too.  Like watching your child smile for the first time, giving hiim a bath, watching your wife sleep after a long day, a sunset on the beach, the cripsness of autumn, the amazing Cherry Blossoms of spring, a fresh snow fall and the quietness that comes with it.  Yea, I am getthing more emotional as I grow older and I think I am learning the difference between what is cool and what isn't.  Or I guess you could say I am learning the difference between what is important and meaningful and what is not.  Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-2884144245488622538?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2884144245488622538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=2884144245488622538' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/2884144245488622538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/2884144245488622538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/06/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UouPgQPJnU/Rn0ovNwb_vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3W9KhYUPO8c/s72-c/DSC_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-1624624184725152660</id><published>2007-05-25T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T06:41:30.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Alive</title><content type='html'>Well, I am a Dad!  Cade was born last Saturday morning at 6:57 am (24 days early).  He is awesome.  I love being a Dad.  I am becoming more and more emotional about it all as the days go by.  I have not felt this Alive in so long.  I know that God has truly blessed Mindy and I with our little man!!  To quote friend, I am becoming more and more aware of what it means for God to be our Father and how he must feel to watch us, care for us, love us, lay down his life for us....That's life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-1624624184725152660?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1624624184725152660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=1624624184725152660' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/1624624184725152660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/1624624184725152660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-alive.html' title='I Am Alive'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-2340610699366720356</id><published>2007-05-01T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:31:23.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Loud Part 2</title><content type='html'>Well, after some thought and some reflection, I have decided that being loud can be a good thing—especially if you want people to hear you. For instance:  I went to Oklahoma City, OK this weekend to surprise my brother Tony.  He ran in his first marathon there.  It was awesome.  I got to the very end of the racecourse about 45 minutes before he got there so I could encourage him as he finished the race.  As he came over the last hill, I saw how tired he was but he looked good for just running almost 26.2 miles.  I began holding my hands up and jumping up and down but he didn't realize it was me.  He saw my dad right off but since he wasn't expecting me, he was like "who is that guy jumping up and down".  I started yelling and walked out in the middle of the street and then he finally clued in who I was.  It was a moment I will never forget.  He got the greatest smile on his face, we hugged and jumped up and down and yelled, he hugged dad, and we ran with him for a bit then went to meet him at the finish line.  It was the completion of a plan I laid out several months before when I first learned he was running in the race.  (forgive my emotions....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Tony, just a year and half earlier, had come up to see Mindy and I during a time in our lives that has become a defining moment.  We miscarried our first child and Mindy had to go to the hospital to make sure that everything was taken care of (the polite way of saying it).  I will never forget sitting in the waiting room with my brother as we just sat in silence.  I am usually a very talkative person but that day was different.  We had been trying to have kids for over 4 years and thought our wait was finally over.  It is that moment that I began to learn that being loud is more than just screaming and jumping up and down but it can be a presence or a touch or a smile or a look of empathy (not sympathy).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget that day.  Nor will I ever forget the day I surprised my brother at the end of one of his defining moments. I looked forward to it for so long...as far back as a hospital waiting room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-2340610699366720356?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2340610699366720356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=2340610699366720356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/2340610699366720356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/2340610699366720356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-loud-part-2.html' title='How Loud Part 2'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-5732538812754265014</id><published>2007-04-27T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T11:41:46.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Loud Are You</title><content type='html'>So FSM has a spring retreat this weekend and I have been getting ready to say something theological and meaningful to everyone going.  it has been hard to sift through my thoughts because there is so much I want to say.  So as I am narrowing down the other day it hits me that God really does want us to pursue him with mad devotion and crazy anticipation.  And if we do that we can't help but stick out from the crowd.  But how loud and 'stick-out-ish' should we be?  Should we be more vocal?  Should our actions speak louder than our words?  Does God favor good speakers/communicators over quiet humble hearts?  Do you have to be vocal to madly pursue Christ?  I think yes and no to all questions.  What am I talking about?  I say we should be vocal and active.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really taken aback by American Idol's 'Give Back' program they launched this week.  I think of it along the lines of 'Extreme Makeover Home Edition'.  Over 70 million called in to vote and over 65 million dollars has been raised to benefit the ONE.org (among other things).  Let me throw that back out--over $65 million!!!  That's not a church sponsored event.  That is News Corp, Fox, ONE.org, and others joining together and doing what they can to help kids, adults, lost, homeless, needy, poor, people in some of the poorest parts of our WORLD!!  They are doing something!!  Mean while I am struggling with what to SAY to people about madly and wildly following the Creator of the Universe.  I am not sure I know how to tell people how to do that.  But think I can point to places that God is actually working (even if those that he is working through are not regular 'church' folks).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus seemed more interested in helping the poor, homeless, down and out, helpless and the like than he did making sure we have the right color walls in our buildings or enough pizza at our next function.  Jesus' call is the same 2000 years ago as today:&lt;br /&gt;Go, Disciple, Baptize, Teach, Follow Me, Serve, Love, and Worship.  How many of those do we do really well?  Or, how many of those do we see as the most important thing to the detriment of the rest?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How loud are we?  I guess we answer that question by first asking ourselves, how loud is God screaming at us?  How loud is God in our lives?  How much does he have to do to show us that whether we unite behind Him or not, his Will, will be done here on earth?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How loud indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-5732538812754265014?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5732538812754265014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=5732538812754265014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/5732538812754265014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/5732538812754265014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-loud-are-you.html' title='How Loud Are You'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-117572754835218487</id><published>2007-04-04T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:59:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be quiet and sit there</title><content type='html'>I have always been a rythmic person.  It is hard for me to sit and relax for very long (without any distractions like TV, movies, music).  Can you do it?  I mean really just sit in some place where you will be alone and it is very quiet and you can actually hear your thoughts.  Give it a try and tell me how it goes.  I bet you can't do it for very long at first or without falling asleep.  More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-117572754835218487?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/117572754835218487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=117572754835218487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/117572754835218487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/117572754835218487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/04/be-quiet-and-sit-there.html' title='Be quiet and sit there'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-117562596153884179</id><published>2007-04-03T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:46:01.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been on a break for about a month and am now ready to get back in the blogging game.  My first thought is that I am glad it is Spring and that Baseball season is upon us.  My next thought is that I am glad that Summer is just around the corner and I can't wait for my new baby to be born!!  My last thought is:  Always read the label of pain medication before you take what is inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-117562596153884179?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/117562596153884179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=117562596153884179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/117562596153884179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/117562596153884179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up?'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116913041043682466</id><published>2007-01-18T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:26:50.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Have the Words</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have a new word, je ne sais quoi.  I have heard it spoken before, probably used it but never really knew what it meant until yesterday.  I looked it up on dictionary.com and found out it basically means: something that has an indefinable quality or something this is just really hard to put your finger on.  What a great word!!  I would use it to explain my feelings about:&lt;br /&gt;The Band U2&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with Mindy&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Viewing our child via sonogram&lt;br /&gt;The connection I have with sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is somethig mysterious and hard to describe about my feelings on each of those.  How bout you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116913041043682466?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116913041043682466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116913041043682466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116913041043682466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116913041043682466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-have-words.html' title='Don&apos;t Have the Words'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116802017560488134</id><published>2007-01-05T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T10:02:55.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 5</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot lately about this class I am teaching.  It is also a new year and that tends to make people take a look back at their life and make changes for the future.  I too have taken a bit of a look back at my year and I can't believe all the stuff that happened, actually happened.  Here are the top 5 things I have learned from 2006.&lt;br /&gt;1.  God moves and works as he wants and includes me when he knows I am ready (unless he knows I need to be moved before I am ready).&lt;br /&gt;2. Mindy is an incredible woman and an inspiration to me.&lt;br /&gt;3. My emotions can sometimes get the best of me and I need some down time to get them in check.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a better outlook on life when I am eating better and staying in shape.&lt;br /&gt;5. The excitement I felt when we found out we were expecting pales in comparison to hearing our baby's heart beat for the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116802017560488134?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116802017560488134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116802017560488134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116802017560488134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116802017560488134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-top-5.html' title='My Top 5'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116776451473818450</id><published>2007-01-02T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:01:54.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space in 5 Years</title><content type='html'>So I have been using Facebook now for a few weeks.  Its cool to keep in touch with folks in college.  There are starting to be more and more non-college folks on it as well.  Anyway, I haven't used My Space for a while.  How long do you think it will be around?  What is the next big thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116776451473818450?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116776451473818450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116776451473818450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116776451473818450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116776451473818450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-space-in-5-years.html' title='My Space in 5 Years'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116654543281938101</id><published>2006-12-19T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:23:52.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outward Appearance</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am addicted to TV.  And sadly, I am addicted to weird shows.  I watched the Wife Swap on ABC last night and also a new show called Identity.  Weirdly enough they had something in common.  For those that have lives, Identity is a new show that asks a contestant to wade through the identities of 12 people.  They have to match what they appear to be with what they actually are or do.  And on Wife Swap one of the moms that swapped families was obsessed with her (and her families) outward appearance.  She felt that what people first see stays with them and outweighs inward beauty.  Anyway, it made me think.  Aren't we all like that?  I mean we all look at people and make snap judgements about them, their past, their present, their future just by what they look like.  This game show was really a true example of looking at the outward appearance without one peak at what someone may be on the inside.  In fact the folks that are being judged by their appearance are not allowed to talk and must stand there stone faced.  I think this show is a good commentary on the world we live in.  We are worried much more about the outside of ourselves than the inside.  Or maybe its just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116654543281938101?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116654543281938101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116654543281938101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116654543281938101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116654543281938101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/12/outward-appearance_19.html' title='Outward Appearance'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116654542414535177</id><published>2006-12-19T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:23:44.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outward Appearance</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am addicted to TV.  And sadly, I am addicted to weird shows.  I watched the Wife Swap on ABC last night and also a new show called Identity.  Weirdly enough they had something in common.  For those that have lives, Identity is a new show that asks a contestant to wade through the identities of 12 people.  They have to match what they appear to be with what they actually are or do.  And on Wife Swap one of the moms that swapped families was obsessed with her (and her families) outward appearance.  She felt that what people first see stays with them and outweighs inward beauty.  Anyway, it made me think.  Aren't we all like that?  I mean we all look at people and make snap judgements about them, their past, their present, their future just by what they look like.  This game show was really a true example of looking at the outward appearance without one peak at what someone may be on the inside.  In fact the folks that are being judged by their appearance are not allowed to talk and must stand there stone faced.  I think this show is a good commentary on the world we live in.  We are worried much more about the outside of ourselves than the inside.  Or maybe its just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116654542414535177?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116654542414535177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116654542414535177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116654542414535177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116654542414535177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/12/outward-appearance.html' title='Outward Appearance'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116605101577698444</id><published>2006-12-13T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:03:35.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Views</title><content type='html'>Ok, so today I was sitting there on the couch watching THE VIEW.  I know, I know why was I watching that show of all the shows on.  Well, first, I had already watched Sportscenter like 5 bizilion times and second, Mindy was there and wanted to see Bette Midler.  So we watched them do their 'hot topics' thing for a while.  Then Bette came out and did her thing and sang and then they had another guy on there that just came out with a new book.  It was fairly entertaining.  Especially at the beginning where Rosie O'Donnel and Barabara Walters basically got into a bit of a scrap over who is richer than who and the difference in 'rich' parties and 'normal' rich parties.  It was quite humorous to watch and listen to.  I love watching people fight over how rich or not rich they are.  Anyway, it made me think.  I was like, what are they fighting about.  After a while it was very confusing who was on which side of which argument and who was trying to prove what point.  It makes me look at my life.  I like to argue but don't want to.  I guess it does matter your material status, arguments eventually get in the way of a good discussion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116605101577698444?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116605101577698444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116605101577698444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116605101577698444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116605101577698444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/12/views.html' title='Views'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116553771801822140</id><published>2006-12-07T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:28:38.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Say Counts</title><content type='html'>Man is it hard sometimes to watch what you say.  Sometimes you just want to fly off at the mouth (as they say).  This is also true of what we write, what we post, what we put as a video or photo, and what we respond to one of those with.  Some people seem to just think that they can say whatever they want because they are not really saying to someone in person.  This really doesn't make sense (unless of course you are brave enough to say it to their face vs. simply commenting on a blog or wall, etc).  But then there are those that can pretty much cut people to the quick whether they are in person or online.  WE live in such a 'tell it like it is world'.  So when does 'telling it like it is' cross the line into 'that really hurt my feelings so keep your comments to yourself'?  Good question.  Again, God tells us to be 'slow to speak and quick to listen'.  Oh and something added at the end about 'slow to get angry'.  But how is this possible and why would that anger part be joined up with speaking and listening?  Well if all you do is speak and don't listen, you really aren't communicating effectively.  If you listen all the time and never speak, you are not communicating really at all (excpept for non-verbals that can, at times, be louder than words).  But when we don't listen, speak mostly from anger or allow our anger to guide our listening and speaking, we are in trouble.  WE go from being meek, humble, and holy to mean-spirited, manipulative, and confusing.  I do this too much at times in my life.  I need to chill on my listening, speaking, anger combo.  I guess we all do from time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116553771801822140?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116553771801822140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116553771801822140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116553771801822140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116553771801822140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-we-say-counts.html' title='What We Say Counts'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116542806872402075</id><published>2006-12-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:01:09.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen Up</title><content type='html'>I have really realized lately that I talk a lot.  I mean a lot.  And if I am moving my mouth so much, my ears are getting pretty left out.  I guess that is what happens when you don't listen, you talk.  I mean I even talk to my self when I am alone (don't laugh, you know you do it too).  Anyway, I think maybe I will try listening a bit more.  I think there is something in the bible about that (...be slow to speak and quick to listen and slow to become angry James 1:19).  I think that is good advice  Especially, like me, you make quick judgements about what people are saying even before they are finished talking.  What I am saying is, it's hard to sit an listen sometimes.  But it is very important.  I am going to try and listen better or more actively (I think Mindy will like that).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116542806872402075?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116542806872402075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116542806872402075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116542806872402075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116542806872402075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/12/listen-up.html' title='Listen Up'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116490954946660121</id><published>2006-11-30T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:01:57.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger</title><content type='html'>I am working on some talks I am giving at an upcoming retreat and find myself stuck.  I usually have to simmer on thoughts before I present them to people (I just want them to be clear).  But I can't seem to get through this one idea that keeps popping up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we stronger if we come together as ONE for a common purpose OR are we stronger and more effective if we come together as ONE for Jesus?  (In other words, does the PURPOSE of being ONE matter?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to this question is haunting me right now.  It seems we have become really good at coming up with purposes or reasons for what we do as churches, youth groups, families, etc. But are we just going in circles if that REASON or PURPOSE is not centered on Jesus?  Naturally you would say yes.  But we sure don't act like we mean it when push comes to shove.  I guess what I am saying is that I believe that if Jesus is your center purpose, what other purposes do you need?  Sure you may need to work on methods of doing things; but if we are truly trying to follow the ONE that we are called/destined to follow, then everything else just works out right?  WRONG!!  That is the wrong way to think because not everyone is following the same guidelines--especially when it comes to following Christ.  If someone claims to follow Christ, then their center should be Jesus.  If someone does not claim to follow Christ, their center is not Jesus--its whatever else it is.  I guess the real problem comes in when those that claim to follow Christ (by word) actually don't follow Christ (by action).  That is when things get messy in churches, youth groups, families, schools, work, etc.  It seems that when we are (what Jesus would call) luke warm, we can not possibly be ONE.  We can't be ONE if we are not ONE with Him in word and action.  So really we can't be ONE with each other.  Anyway, just a thought I am wrestling with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116490954946660121?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116490954946660121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116490954946660121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116490954946660121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116490954946660121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/11/stronger.html' title='Stronger'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-116482956396210268</id><published>2006-11-29T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:53:45.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>Hey there folks.  I am back.  I have some things to say and will be doing so a bit more regularly.  If you havine't checked in for some time, keep checking in.  I would like to start by saying that life is funny.  It does not always make sense.  Things don't go like you think it should.  The future is unpredictable and sometimes you just don't need to know what is coming next.  This life is more about the marathon than the a 200 meter sprint.  And just when you think you have things figured out, it changes.  Yet, through all the side roads, main road, and back roads there is ONE that remains very preent.  You may not see Him, feel Him, know Him.  You may not like Him, love Him, or need Him.  You may feel far, near, or apathetic about Him.  But He loves you.  He stays with you.  He knows your name.  He knows your heart.  He knows your needs (epecially when you have no idea what your needs are).  To quote one of my favorite bands (David Crowder Band):&lt;br /&gt;Here is our King&lt;br /&gt;Here is our Love&lt;br /&gt;Here is our God who's come to bring us back to him&lt;br /&gt;He is the ONE,&lt;br /&gt;He is Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-116482956396210268?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/116482956396210268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=116482956396210268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116482956396210268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/116482956396210268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-115620128455716882</id><published>2006-08-21T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:01:24.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPN is on my nerves...</title><content type='html'>Wait, before you read to far...i love espn, i love their sports coverage, i love their reporting (for the most part), i even love all their weird commercials.  BUT I am very much tired of their relentless, dramatic, shameless, and overhyped coverage of the New York Yankees and Boston Red Sox.  I know they are the 2 most glamourous baseball teams but they are for sure not the best in the MLB.  The Sox have no chance because their bull pin stinks; the Yanks are over paid spoiled brats who are pretty much useless (except for Jeter who is probably the best player in baseball).  But for some reason ESPN chooses to focus its main attention on these 2 teams.  They totally ignore the following (or at least give it more attention):  NL West--pretty much every team is in the hunt but because they are on the West Coast they get no attention or play.  NL Central--the Cards are on the brink of totally blowing their lead to the Reds who are playing out of their minds.  NL East--for the first time since President Clinton the number one team will NOT be the Braves.  The Mets are by far the best team in New York but get hardly any play on ESPN.  NL Wild Card--there are like 500 teams within 5 or 6 games of this spot.   It will come down to the last week yet they spend about .4333 seconds on this in their broadcast.  Now the AL West--3 teams are in it and they will duke it out until Oct. 1 to see who comes out on top.  I have to watch sportscenter like 3 times to get hightlights of my Rangers who have won 11 out of 12 but get no respect.   AL Central--this will be closer than the West.  3 teams all great pitching and great hitting.  Even though Detroit looked like it was going to run away with it, they are fading.  I think that the world series champ will come from here but they get absolutely no respect from the 'experts' at &lt;br /&gt;YankSox news station.  AL East--naturally the Yanks and Sox play here so they are the sole focus.  Though only one will make the playoffs but will shamefully sent home the first round of the playoffs.  AL Wild Card--This is between White Sox and Twins.  They are by far the 2 best pitching teams as we head to September (don't even try to tell me that the Yanks pitching is better...they just played the Sox who stink with Varitek gone and hardly any big game hitters except for Big Papi).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think we are all tired of the Yank/Sox talk when there are so many other great teams and great races going.  Let the debating begin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-115620128455716882?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/115620128455716882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=115620128455716882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/115620128455716882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/115620128455716882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/08/espn-is-on-my-nerves.html' title='ESPN is on my nerves...'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-115309047627081472</id><published>2006-07-16T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:54:36.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Important</title><content type='html'>Well this is my first post in a while.  I have not had much to say lately or maybe haven't felt like saying anything.  But I have had some time to reflect and look back on somethings in life that I think are very important.  As most of you know, Mindy and I have been trying to have kids but have been unsuccessful.  That has kept me up nights and made me angry and confused and sad and..well you get the picture.  But I have come to realize that having children is not nearly as important as my marriage.  Mindy is so very important to me not only as my wife but as my best friend, my trusted companion, my confidant, my love, and my accountability.  I thought I may say more but i will not, let me leave you with this thought, sometimes you have all you need right in front of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-115309047627081472?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/115309047627081472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=115309047627081472' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/115309047627081472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/115309047627081472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-important.html' title='What Is Important'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-114718852613069007</id><published>2006-05-09T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T08:28:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Influence</title><content type='html'>I just realized something the other day--influence over others is a very big deal.  In my last post I talked about Barry Bonds and his comments about our language and it's influence over kids.  That made me think.  Our actions might be a larger influence than our words.  In a recent class, I asked the participants this question: "How many parents say one thing then do another?"  Out of a class of 56 9-12th graders, probably 55 raised their hands.  Now I am sure there is a bit of exaggeration here.  But my point is that what we say and what we do must match up.  Some call this integrity while others say its following through.  Then there is the phrase, 'walk the talk'.  All pretty much mean the same thing (integrity has a somewhat deeper meaning but still also relates to doing what we say we are going to do).  Now, if we relate this 'walking the talk' idea back to Barry Bonds, well, let's just say the evidence against him looks ominous.  But if we turn the ole magnifying glass toward our lives, we might also become painfully aware of the times we say one thing then turn around and do another.  How do we typically respond to people that constantly say they will do something then don't do it?  Also, what about those folks that are so quick to tell people how to act but don't act the way they are telling people to act.  How do you feel about those folks?  More to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-114718852613069007?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/114718852613069007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=114718852613069007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114718852613069007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114718852613069007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/05/circle-of-influence.html' title='Circle of Influence'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-114709224251518072</id><published>2006-05-08T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T05:44:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Influence and Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is my first post in a while.  I am hoping to get back to more thoughts (at least posting more than once every few months!!).  Having said that, let me say that I am not a big fan of Barry Bonds.  I do however have a grasp on how big of a record he is about to eclipse.  Babe Ruth's home run record was the bench mark until Hank Aaron broke it.  Yet, it still stands as one of the most incredible sporting accomplishments of all time.  That is what makes Barry breaking it so hard for me.  However, this post is not about the record.  Instead, I want to comment about something that I heard Barry say in an interview last night on ESPN.  There was a question someone asked him about how he is handling being booed pretty much every where he goes.  The reporter went on to say that he himself had been sitting in the left field stands and heard first hand the horrible comments shouted at Barry.  When answering the question about the comments, Barry simply said he doesn't really pay attention that much to the comments (as he has learned to tune them out).  Then he said something that I thought was very profound and really make me think.  He said that some of the folks making such horrible and derogatory comments about him were also making those comments in front of their own children (as they had brought them to the game).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never thought of this before.  I guess I have become jaded or de-sensitized to vulgar language or remarks made at public venues.  But how can we become so de-sensitized to remarks made in front of such innocent and impressionable kids?  Then I thought how can we be so harsh in our language?  Then I thought, how can we take all this so seriously?  I mean after all, this is only a game.  I don't even know Barry Bonds.  I don't know his family.  I don't know if he took steroids (for sure).  Have we come so far as a society that we have forgotten how much influence and responsibility we have to younger generations to model good behavior (both in word and deed)?  Children are not born knowing how to make fun of people.  I mean none of us came into the world knowing how say such hurtful things.  We learn it.  We are all sponges.  We absorb information.  As we grow older, we learn to filter what we hear.  But when we are young we simply repeat what we hear.  When I was about 14, I was going to a basketball game with my father and 2 of his friends.  One of the men's names was Gary Cooper (not the movie actor).  As we were walking to the gym, I simply turned to Gary and said, "Cooper, who do you think will win tonight?"  My father looked at me and said, "What did you call him?  His name is MR. COOPER!!".  I was embarrassed and fearful.  At the same time, I was repeating what I had heard my father and others call Mr. Cooper for years.  Now, I knew better, but I didn't really have the old filter turned on to catch myself as I spoke.  My point is that we have a responsibility to the younger generation of people to be mindful of our influence.  We can influence not only what they think but what they say.  Barry Bonds was right on in his comments when he said that those fathers (who curse and rant in front of their own children--and those children around him) will reap the reward of their behavior.  He could not have been more right.  Maybe it is time for us to more closely watch what we say in public and also watch what we think in private.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-114709224251518072?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/114709224251518072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=114709224251518072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114709224251518072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114709224251518072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/05/influence-and-responsibility.html' title='Influence and Responsibility'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-114133211514065397</id><published>2006-03-02T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T12:41:55.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes Me Think</title><content type='html'>There are some things or experiences in life that make a person think.  Either you think differently about a certain subject or maybe you look at life in a different way.  Then there are those experiences that pretty much shake you to the core and un-hinge every bit of foundation you have right out from under you.  It is in these times that your thoughts begin to take on a very shady, creepy, and confusing tone.  You begin to second guess almost every other aspect of your life--decsions you've made, choices you are confronted with, etc.  It is kind of like being a baseball player who has learned (just before it is his turn to bat) that bats are now outlawed.  Everything you thought you knew, you begin to question.  And the answers you had to every question no longer seem to apply.  This is also the time that helps you grow and change and become a more stable person (as ironic as that sounds).  I wonder why that is?  Why are we made that way? (Because I think that we are made that way and there must be a reason we are made that way).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-114133211514065397?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/114133211514065397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=114133211514065397' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114133211514065397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/114133211514065397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/03/makes-me-think.html' title='Makes Me Think'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113909343230123549</id><published>2006-02-04T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T14:50:32.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry?</title><content type='html'>Well thanks to everyone that chimed in on my last blog regarding feeding the hungry.  But as of today, I have a new rule.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO NOT LEAVE YOUR NAME, I WILL NOT READ YOUR COMMENT.  I know somethings are more 'provocative' topics than others, but if you can't leave your name don't bother commenting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want to be much more specific today.  I don't want to focus on American homlessness/hunger.  I want to talk about worldwide hunger.  Though I have only been to one place with poor food conditions, I can say without doubt that many many countries are in need of help.  There are 10's of millions of children alone that are very much starving each day (not to mention adults and teens that rarely get mentioned).  In traveling to the Dominican Republic, I found many many people there that are helping to make conditions better.  We travel to a city dump each summer to hand out food, clothing, toys, etc.  It is humbling and heartbreaking each time.  They actually live in the dump (other people's trash) and eat whatever they can find (other people's trash) or whatever is brought to them.  My question is how can we here help people in other places?  What way can be bring this issue more to the forefront in our churches, schools, etc.?  Also, how can we help people see this issue as more than just a 'lack of money' issue?  Let's hear it...just leave your name at the end of the comment please!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113909343230123549?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113909343230123549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113909343230123549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113909343230123549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113909343230123549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/02/hungry_04.html' title='Hungry?'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113890402017209721</id><published>2006-02-02T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:13:40.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>I just read a short article from the USA Today about the National Prayer Breakfast.  Bono spoke as well as President Bush.  They mostly spoke about prayer and its role in our nation but Bono broke off topic a bit and challenge the United States to give 1% of its national budget to feed the poor and homeless.  It made me think.  How do I feel about world hunger?  How do I feel about the hunger I see here in the US?  Do I even think about it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think about it?  Do you place a premium on helping those in need?  I mean those that don't have homes or food to eat?  What is your stance on this subject?   Let's hear it people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113890402017209721?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113890402017209721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113890402017209721' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113890402017209721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113890402017209721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/02/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113829118041997695</id><published>2006-01-26T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:59:40.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Pics and Old Videos</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gone through old pictures?  It can be a very funny experience.  But something far more entertaining is to go through old video footage....especially footage that you thought was long gone.  This happened to me about 3 months ago.  I was just cleaning up my hard drive and I cam across this video called 'Impact'.  It was done by Paul and Mark (couple of teens who were, at the time, in 8th grade).  It is hillarious!!!  I watched it over and over again.  Then when those two came in to my office one day (they are now Juniors in High School), I showed it to them.  The response was awesome!!!  Just watching their faces as they watched their beautiful video was priceless.  About a month after I first showed it to them, I showed it to a big group of High School teens at our retreat.  We had to watch it 2 times it was so funny!!  I just had to write about it because it is yet another reminder that you never know when something you do on video will end up being entertainment for others for years to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Paul and Mark...oh and there Mark, there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113829118041997695?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113829118041997695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113829118041997695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113829118041997695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113829118041997695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-pics-and-old-videos.html' title='Old Pics and Old Videos'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113804490520006345</id><published>2006-01-23T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:35:05.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate the Workout, Love the Results</title><content type='html'>I have been on this workout kick for a few months now.  Not counting December, I have been going 2-3 times per week to a local gym.  I do cardio, stretching, weights, etc.  It has helped my energy level and also really clears my mind.  I think I am definitely in better shape right now than this time last year.  During this time, I have learned 2 things about myself.  1) I hate working out.  2) I love what working out does for me physically and mentally.  I do not necessarily look forward to my hour or so of sweat, straining, strength building.  Yes, I am more flexible than I have ever been (not counting the glory years--High School).  I am stronger than I have been in years.  I have found that I have more energy and find myself actually wanting to eat better.  But I sure do hate the price I pay for these results.  Just now as I am writing this, I am secretly thinking of excuses on why I shouldn't go today.  But I know I will.  I know I will drag myself there, workout, shower and feel totally glad I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know everyone is waiting for the spiritual analogy.  I am not giving one.  You can make up your own.  I am simply saying that sometimes you have to suffer some uncomfortable moments so that you can feel better, think better etc.  I would be curious to see how many out there suffer through something but the results.  Let's hear it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113804490520006345?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113804490520006345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113804490520006345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113804490520006345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113804490520006345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/01/hate-workout-love-results.html' title='Hate the Workout, Love the Results'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113768730954930690</id><published>2006-01-19T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T08:15:09.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging About Blogs</title><content type='html'>I am sure I am not the first person to blog about the impact of blogs (probably not the last).  I do know that I am surrounded by several people that blog or use other online journal-type medium to get their thoughts down, post pictures, etc.  And I guess I have been in a kind of weird mood lately because I have been wondering how this new blog world has had or will have an impact on us.  We are made to be relational peopl (that means we are meant to actually speak with people face to face, be friends with each other, etc).  My question is, how can you be in a relationship with someone (whether friendship or else wise) if you are only speaking to them via email, chat, or blog?  Is that even possible?  Now don't get defensive.  This is just the rambling of a simple man with some questions.  One of my friends, Shayna, brought up another area of our lives tha seems to be 'people-less'.  The ole self-check in the grocery store.  I gotta tell you I am a fan.  But what is the cost. I know, I know this is a small area of our life.  But where does it stop?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this interesting book a few years back by George Barna about Teens and church life.  He stated that people in the  next 20 years would be receiving a certain percentage of their spiritual/religious experiences via the internet. (I can not remember the percentage nor can I find it now but it has stuck with me).  I am not sure what I think about that.  I have noticed several very web-savy churches around here and other parts of the country.  Heck, we even used a clip found on the internet to introduce a class topic the other day in our JH class.  I am not railing against the internet or blogging or self-check outs.  I am just wondering what the effects of this new digital journaling world will be.  Is it possible that people will actually hear, believe and comment to following Christ without face-to-face contact?  Is is realistic to believe someone might actually start a church that does not meet in a building of any kind but only via an online journal/web site?  Is is possible that our traditional belief of church buildings, meeting spaces, etc. will be radically changed by the culture we are curretntly living in?  &lt;br /&gt;Can Christ be met online?  Can the Gospel be successfully portrayed through a blog or Facebook?  Can we self-check our way into a new type of God-follower community?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear ya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113768730954930690?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113768730954930690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113768730954930690' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113768730954930690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113768730954930690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/01/blogging-about-blogs.html' title='Blogging About Blogs'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113761585246395531</id><published>2006-01-18T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:24:12.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Thought</title><content type='html'>Here is a crazy thought.  What if all this blogging, facebooking, myspacing, etc. is actually a bad idea?  What if in the long run it turns out to be one of the causes of disconnect we currently are experiencing in this world?  (disconnect from intimate community vs. world wide community)  What if an entire generation grow up experiencing community through the screen and keys of a computer?  What if we learn how to have simple conversations with those around us?  What if we forget that people are actually more important that machines?(I know that one was a bit cheesy but think about it)  What if we would rather send an email than get up, walk 5 feet and talk with someone in person?  What if we create an environment that allows people to say anything they want, in any way, as much as they want regardless of how hurtful it is?  What if we forget how to tell stories live and in person?  What if we forget that our story is connected to a larger story?  What if we let web pages and keyboard shortcuts dominate that story?  What if we replace authentic live worship experiences with piped in video versions?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113761585246395531?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113761585246395531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113761585246395531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113761585246395531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113761585246395531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2006/01/crazy-thought.html' title='Crazy Thought'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113508678051926449</id><published>2005-12-20T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T05:53:00.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts, God, Church</title><content type='html'>Well, I am continuing this thought from this book I am reading about U2.  I know, I know some of you don't like U2 and may be getting tired of this.  But I think today's thoughts are very interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an entire chapter describing the change in music that U2 went through.  The lyrics changed a bit, the music was a bit different.  It was the Rattle and Hum CD that was the start of the change.  Of course everyone that has followed the band know that the Pop Tour was different and the CDs they came out with during a stretch in the 90's was really different from anything they had ever done.  What is interesting to me is the fact that they continued to remain true to their beliefs, faith and devotion to God.  While so many in the Christian world 'crucified' them for their videos, apparent lifestyle, etc; they continued making music, touring and humanitarian efforts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Author of this book points out a couple of things.  His comments hit me hard.  he pointed out the stark difference in how the arts (painting, music, church decor, etc) have changed and how they are viewed now as opposed to how they were viewed at one time.  It seems we live in a time in church history that does not value the arts.  I am not saying this is a universal thing but if you think about it, how many people do you know that are able to use their gifts as an artist, musician, sculptor, designer, writer, actor, (insert your own title here) in a church setting or context.  Now I know that there are changes in the tides in some of the mega churches.  But look at the architecture of the churches of just a couple hundred years ago, 500 hundred, 1000.  Look at the way churches were used from the time of Christ to now.  How about how artisans, poets, painters, actors, musicians, etc are viewed then to now.  Our society has come to hold scholarship, intellectualism, analytical skill, rhetorical skill, and mathematics in such high esteem that we have forgotten that not everyone is gifted in those areas.  I am sure there are exceptions out there.  But overall we (the church universal) have forgotten that talent comes in all shapes, forms, and abilities.  I can tell you where people that are ‘creative’ in the arts have turned—the music industry, movie making, etc.  I personally know over 30 teens that I work with that are and will be very successful movie makers, musicians, artists, etc.  Where can they use their talent in our churches?  Have we forgotten the artistry and creativity of the Temple, the Tabernacle of our Lord?  Have we forgotten the intricate detail given to building and forming the Ark of the Covenant?  Have we forgotten that we reach people with the gospel message in ways other than verbal?  Think about it.  How can we share a message of hope, grace and reconciliation visually?  How can we bring about God’s Kingdom message to those that are ‘creative’ without allowing people that are ‘creative’ to use their gifts and talents?  What say you????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113508678051926449?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113508678051926449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113508678051926449' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113508678051926449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113508678051926449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/12/arts-god-church.html' title='Arts, God, Church'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113487422054127261</id><published>2005-12-17T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T18:50:20.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Action</title><content type='html'>Well, I am blogging for the 3rd time in 4 days.  It must be a record.  I am really taken in by this book I am reading about U2.  The author, Steve Stockman, is a really great writer and also a good question asker.  He poses this question on p. 47:&lt;br /&gt;"Many Christians find comfort on Sunday mornings in the Bible verse that says where 2 or 3 are gathered in His name, He is there with them (Mt 18:20).  For some reason, they prefer that verse over the one that says the prisoner and the tramp in the street is Jesus too (Mt 25). when it comes to which place Jesus would prefer to be met, you have to wonder.  Would he rather see His kingdom come by His followers praying for His kingdom to come, or by them putting their faith into action?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then goes on to state the fact that social justice was such a huge issue in the Prophetic books of the Old Testament and to Christ himself.  I agree yet we seem to (as a church) lost this concept.  Maybe we have forgotten that being part of the Body of Christ is not about serving our needs but serving the needs of others.  It is possible that we have lost sight of the fact that we are to molded by God so that we can, in turn, allow God to work through us so that others may be molded as well.  I am not saying that prayer and care for God's church is not important.  I am saying that we have lost our way.  We have become lax in our action for God because we are too busy asking for God.  He is there.  He is waiting.  He is ready to work through us.  What do you all think???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113487422054127261?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113487422054127261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113487422054127261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113487422054127261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113487422054127261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/12/action.html' title='Action'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113467786141080890</id><published>2005-12-15T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:17:41.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Line</title><content type='html'>My last blog was a look at one of my favorite bands (U2).  They are a great example Christians living out their faith in our world.  It really has me thinking.  As followers of Christ, we often paint people that don't believe as we believe as either non-believers, hypocrites, or lost.  Why is that?  If one was to look at U2 at the surface, they would see Rockers who are rich, famous and spoiled.  But listening to their lyrics, reading about what they stand for and how they live their lives (how they have lived them since they were teens) you find that they are truly convicted that God's Kingdom has come in the form of Christ and must be lived out by his people.  Yet we make snap judgements of people based on looks, income, etc and don't think one thing about it.  I got this email from an old High School friend the other day.  It was a moving message from him about his need to be forgiven for the way he acted when he was in High School.  I had long since forgotten about it and was even taken a back by his apology.  He had found peace and the grace of Christ a few years ago and is now serving our Savior with his life.  But his past has obviously stayed with him and has colored his view (and the view others have had of him as he so put it through a story he told me about an old friend that he ran into that was 'shocked' to learn he was a minister because of his past life).  What am I saying???  Looks are deceiving.  The past is just what it says, the past.  My friend is a lover of Christ and longs to bring others to him.  U2 are lovers of Christ and desperate for justice, peace and help for those that are overlooked.  Both of them are great examples of God-followers.  Both of them are living a life that God has purposed them to live.  Yet both of them will be ridiculed, slandered, and persecuted for their beliefs.  Unfortunately, some of the persecution will come from those that claim to love God.  What if we joined with lovers of God and became as unashamed as they?  What would happen if we joined with a cause, no THE cause and began living out what we claim to believe in?  I would not be ashamed to look like my friend or like U2.  Not because they are awesome muscians but because they are great examples of Christ in a world desperate for His grace.  What say you???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113467786141080890?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113467786141080890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113467786141080890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113467786141080890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113467786141080890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/12/over-line.html' title='Over the Line'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113457476596206050</id><published>2005-12-14T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:39:25.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Haven't Found</title><content type='html'>I have always liked the music of U2.  I began to really take a deeper interest in them while in college.  Though they have been around a while, they have a knack for sounding new and fresh and relevant.  I am currently reading a book called Walk On.  It is a fascinating look at the spiritual journey of the band (from the eyes of a fan and friend).  U2 has always been able to bring up questions and issues (political, spiritual, emotional, cultural) in their lyrics and with their actions.  Yes their language is not always 'pure' but their stands for the poor and homeless and impoverished represent the best of what Christ calls his people to be.  I love U2's music but I think I am beginning to like them as people much much more.  My question is:&lt;br /&gt;Where do they fit in the Christian world?  How do bands like them (that do not claim to be Christian bands but are Christians) fit into society?  How are they living in the world and representing Christ in the world but not of the world? Or are they?  Let's ponder a bit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113457476596206050?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113457476596206050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113457476596206050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113457476596206050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113457476596206050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-havent-found.html' title='Still Haven&apos;t Found'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-113200758431699674</id><published>2005-11-14T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:33:04.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It Up</title><content type='html'>Has anyone out there ever fasted?  Or, better asked, fasted from something for spiritual reasons?  By spiritual I me to be closer to God and to grow deeper in your relationship to him?  Just wondering...what say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-113200758431699674?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/113200758431699674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=113200758431699674' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113200758431699674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/113200758431699674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/11/give-it-up.html' title='Give It Up'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112989804334933153</id><published>2005-10-21T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T05:34:03.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Please</title><content type='html'>Just to add to the post I had earlier this week...I don't want to ask for help because I am lazy.  I sincerely want to help other people find their gifts and talents and begin using them for God and His world around them (the church included).  I think there is a difference in just being lazy and trying to help others discover their talents.  Plus I finally discovering (and admitting) that I am not good at everything.  I need help.  It has taken me some time to say/admit that and really mean it.  I think God made us so that we can help each other.  That's why He's God and we are not (well one of the reasons).  Thank you, drive through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112989804334933153?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112989804334933153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112989804334933153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112989804334933153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112989804334933153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/10/help-please.html' title='Help Please'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112974714543393200</id><published>2005-10-19T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:39:05.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Can Help?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have had a huge break through thought.  It is not something that I have just come up with myself and, in fact, I am a little embarrassed to have taken so long to ge to this point in my thinking.  I have often wondered if there were certain requirements for people to be able to help out other people.  I know that sounds weird but I wondered if only those that were Christian could truly help someone else.  Well, obviously lots of people that would not consider themselves Christian help others all the time.  But to go a step further, I have also acted as those only certain teens could serve in certain capacities.  I am actually changing my view on this.  I feel very stupid to even have thought this to begin with. I am not sure why but I am seeing things differently now.  I am now going to devote a lot of my time trying to help teens find their place inside church life, inside their relationship with God and inside a ministry to others around them.  (What do I mean by ministry, you may be asking--well a person I know defines it as "meeting the needs of others in love").  For example, I am not very good at certain things that are required of me in my job--like taking pictures, doing videos that would help get points of lessons across better, getting pictures up on the web faster, making sure we have plenty of information communicated about upcoming events, etc. etc....I mean the list could go on forever.  But there are perfectly capable teens and adults around me that would not only be better at these things than me but jump at the chance to help out...THEY JUST NEED TO BE ASKED!!!  What a novel idea.  So, I am going to start asking.  You can all hold me accountable to this...whether I like it or not.  I have gone too long trying to do it all by myself because that is what I thought my job is, but my job is to help others serve God and serve those around them.  Jesus helped his disciples by teaching them to serve then giving them opportunities to serve.  He is a great example.  I want to be more helpful to others by giving people chances to serve.  This is my new goal.  This my new idea..well one that is long over due.  Let the serving begin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112974714543393200?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112974714543393200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112974714543393200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112974714543393200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112974714543393200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/10/who-can-help.html' title='Who Can Help?'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112959894893478521</id><published>2005-10-17T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T18:29:08.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Like</title><content type='html'>There are a few things I like.  &lt;br /&gt;1.  Watching football (especially the Dallas Cowboys).&lt;br /&gt;2.  Watching playoff baseball.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Eating ice cream or doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Hanging out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Reading a good book.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Playing my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Drinking Coca-Cola.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Surfing the internet.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Asking good questions.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112959894893478521?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112959894893478521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112959894893478521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112959894893478521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112959894893478521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/10/things-i-like.html' title='Things I Like'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112914727353322875</id><published>2005-10-12T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:01:13.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organizational Freak</title><content type='html'>I am not really the most organized person I know.  I am, however, organized in my own weird way.  I like things to be done in  a certain way, at a certain time.  I guess you could say I a bit of a control freak.  But I am a 'pile' person.  I have stacks everywhere in my life.  Stacks of papers from work, bills at home, and I even have a couple of start up piles going in my car.  Every once in a while I organize the piles into smaller piles until finally putting the piles in some sort of order.  I know to some of you this system would be a nighmare.  But to me, it is the way I work.  I sometimes wish I was more organized but just never seem to get that way--or at least orgainzed in a different way.  I wonder how much this relfects my spiritual life?  Do I have piles of stuff, spiritually speaking, that I let pile up and up until one day I am forced to deal with it?  Is my relationship with God like that?  Are my other relationships like that?  Do I keep things in piles only to discover I have forgotten which pile I put them in?   What do you think?  Are you a spiritual piler or an organizational freak.  Speak up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112914727353322875?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112914727353322875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112914727353322875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112914727353322875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112914727353322875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/10/organizational-freak.html' title='Organizational Freak'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112905691202121804</id><published>2005-10-11T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T11:55:12.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>There are moments in life that are unforgettable.  There are times in our lives we view as defining moments.  Some events lead to other events that lead to discussion that lead to confession that lead to redemption.  I have taken part of such an event.  Without giving any specific information, I would like to say that I love my job!  I am humbled to be able to work with, talk with, cry with, laugh with, love, be confused with, and journey with some of the coolest people on the planet.  There is no way for me express what each teen I work with means to me.  I believe that they are the most genuine and authentic folks I come in contact with.  In a world that strives to keep up appearances yet are a mess on the inside, the conversations I had last night was a breath of fresh air.  I have just been reminded, yet again, why I love working with teens.  I have also been reminded that God works through our hurts, sorrows, and confusion.  His love and faith in us only begins when our faith and love end.  What can I say…some experiences are unforgettable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112905691202121804?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112905691202121804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112905691202121804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112905691202121804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112905691202121804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/10/unforgettable.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112809377654947469</id><published>2005-09-30T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:29:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Start or Same Point of View</title><content type='html'>"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, they are a new creation; the old has gone and the new has come." 2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting ready to preach a sermon on Sunday.  In studying the passage I am using, I came across an interesting reading of the verses around the passage I am using...anyway...it made me think.  Having a fresh start can be a good thing.  obviously it can also be abused.  I mean you can start over and over on purpose (i.e. do something on the weekend knowing you can ask forgiveness later).  But I began wondering how many times we do actually want a fresh start but can't get one because people can't seem to get it in their minds that we are actually sorry for messing up and really want to start anew.  When it comes down to it, God is the one that truly knows if we are starting over...but He is also the one that brings about REAL fresh starts..ones that come from the inside out.  I mean how can we tell if someone has made a fresh start?  Or can we tell at all?  I think the person's actions will give us a great hint.  BUT I wonder how many people start out with the intention of making the fresh start from God a true fresh start (wanting to change their lives, friends, behaviors, etc), yet, the people around them don't 'see it happening' so don't give them the help they may need?  In other words, how important is it that we help those that are looking for a fresh start?  What is our role in helping someone who has been cleaned by God to continue to grow in Him?  Or should that person just do it on their own?  Shout it out folks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112809377654947469?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112809377654947469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112809377654947469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112809377654947469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112809377654947469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-start-or-same-point-of-view.html' title='New Start or Same Point of View'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112800589750480930</id><published>2005-09-29T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:58:17.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>I am not sure about you all but I tend to worry.  It is something that I am trying to get over and not do so much.  Worry tends to keep me up at night and also make me more introspective...which is not neccessarily a bad thing.  But it does also have an effect on my attititude at times.  Jesus tells his disciples that worry will not add years to life, put food on the table or make your clothes more stylish.  I agree so why can't I act on this belief?  Why do we worry so much?  Does it make us unfaithful if we worry about things?  Does it mean that we don't really truly put our faith in God if we worry so much?  Let me hear you out there.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112800589750480930?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112800589750480930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112800589750480930' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112800589750480930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112800589750480930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/09/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112715418782071174</id><published>2005-09-19T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:23:07.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>We recently started some new things inside the Ministry I work with here.  One of these new things is a class.  The class is like a "What is my purpose" mixed with "How can I use my gifts" hybrid creation that will hopefully help students grow closer to God and learn to serve Him in their lives where they are right now. (man that was a long sentence)  Anyway, I am pretty excited about it.  But also a bit anxious because when you start something new there is always the tension of how things are perceived by others.  I do worry about how I am perceived by others and also how this class may be perceived...I don't want any of those folks that decide not to take the class to feel like there is something wrong with them because they don't take it.  It is just an option.  At the same time, I wanted for anyone that wanted a bit deeper class to have that option as well.  ramble, ramble ramble.  What's my point?  My point is when new things start, it is always a bit shaky.  It takes time for people to get used to change.  It also takes caring and prayerful consideration when you plan out new things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think about new things?  Why do new things shake some people up so much?  What is it about the newness that some people think is not right?  Sound off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112715418782071174?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112715418782071174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112715418782071174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112715418782071174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112715418782071174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112700717725840661</id><published>2005-09-17T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T18:32:57.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude Attitude Attitude</title><content type='html'>"I don't care what you say, I can do what I want, when I want."  "You don't own me."  "You are not my momma."  "Why do people have to drive so slow in the fast lane."  "I am really more important than you."  "You think you are special, but really you are nothing more than a means to my end."  "No one deserves this award more than I do."  "If there was a picture of what humblness really is in the dictionary, it would be a picture of me."  "I think that I am definitely the most popular, best looking, and for sure the most talented person I know."  "I am the best ever."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the theme here?  What is the attitude of these statements?  Does attitude matter?  What is the difference between being confident and being very very confident?  I think that attitude means a lot.  Now, i don't mean attitude like we would usually think attitude means.  To some of us, attitude is a certain 'right' we all have and must use at will.  It is like an excuse to be rude or mean or cover up for our own insecurities.  No, the attitude I am talking about is like that of someone that is more concerned about the well fare of others than of themselves.  It is about putting others needs before yours. No it is not easy but it is more powerful than selfishness any day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things to ponder...is your attitude important to your outlook on life?  Is your attitude important to your treatment of others (including family and friends specifically)?  Is your attitude something that should reflect a certain mindset?  Sound off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112700717725840661?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112700717725840661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112700717725840661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112700717725840661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112700717725840661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/09/attitude-attitude-attitude.html' title='Attitude Attitude Attitude'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112672299988186181</id><published>2005-09-14T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T11:36:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>You know when you don't do something you have always done or go somewhere you love going for a long time, you miss those things.  I have missed blogging and hearing from you about my blog.  So I am back.  I am going to try and blog a bit more over the next few weeks.  So let's start with one about some thoughts I had begun blogging about...new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about fresh starts that really help people have hope.  When you get to start over on something that you have messed up on, it gives you a chance to do a better job (though we don't always look at it that way).  But when we get a fresh start on a part of our life that we never thought we would get a chance to have, it is amazing.  There is a feeling that comes along with fresh starts that can not be explained.  I think everyone needs that type of feeling.  I think everyone deserves a fresh start and deserve a chance to live a 'new' life.  Don't you think so?  Even if we have messed up and are not perfect, isn't it something that we deserve?  Even if we are at a place that we think we can never over come (bad decisions that keep multiplying, bad choices that seem to come back to haunt us), don't we deserve to feel and fall into something that forgives these choices no questions asked?  I think so. I think we all are in need of this type of forgiveness.  Don't you?  But how do we get to this place?   What makes us want to be forgiven?  What makes us realize we need help from a place beyond ourselves?  Where can we find this freshness, this new life???   Chime in everyone....the clock is ticking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112672299988186181?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112672299988186181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112672299988186181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112672299988186181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112672299988186181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112364855731577066</id><published>2005-08-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:37:03.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes Ahead Are Now, #2 --  On Fire</title><content type='html'>I got the chance to see something I have never seen before—giant Redwood trees.  These things are massive.  They stand up to 320 feet in the air and can be as big as 20+ feet WIDE!!  They usually grow in clusters (like 3 or 4 together).  Anyway, there is something interesting that can happen to these trees.  When the forest the live in catches fire they become vulnerable to the flames like all the other plant life around them. Well, if the fire gets close enough, they actually begin burning.  Usually the fire is small but can burn ‘inside’ the trunks of the tree.  I actually stepped inside one tree that had burned from the inside all the way to the tops of its branches.  You could actually see the sky if you looked up its trunk from inside.  They can literally burn from the inside out.  Yet, they don’t die.  They just keep on living.  But you can definitely tell which have been burned and which haven’t. The ones that have are black at different places along their surface while the others remain perfectly ‘red’.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I tell this because I think the first step in reaching this world with the message of the gospel is to catch on fire from the inside out.  We need to become more noticeably on fire for God.  Can you remember first realizing that you actually needed the grace of God in your life?  Do you remember what that realization caused you to do, to think or act?  Can you remember the feeling of exhilaration come over your body when you finally admitted that you were not perfect and could not make it through this life on your own—you needed help?  If the answer to any of these questions is no then you need to revisit your faith and dependency on God.  You need to pray right now for God to convict you and get your life right with him.  If you answered yes to all the questions, then you are one step closer to reaching others and helping them to see, feel, and know what if means to be sold out to Christ—to make Him the leader of their lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The first step to reaching others with the message of hope is to first be reached ourselves.  To be totally sold out and to be totally dependant on God.  Now that is a novel concept in a world that teaches us to be totally dependent on nothing but ourselves.  I think this is one of the largest barriers to the spread of the Good News.  The Good News is not about self-help or self-healing or self-support, it’s the opposite (Paul puts it best stating that when he is weakest, he is at his strongest level because his weakness allows God to totally and completely use him). Your healing comes from a power that is NOT inside you but is PUT in side of you.  God, through Christ, shattered all the walls and curtains and barriers that once held us back from him…he even conquered the one thing we can never get past without him—DEATH!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its time to be on fire.  We have got to become totally dependant on God.  We have got to become totally on fire.  We have to first know what it means to be forgiven (which means we first have to admit we need forgiveness) then show others what that means in their lives.  I think people are dying to hear it, experience it, live it and know it.  I mean, hey, just ask Oprah or Dr. Phil.  They make a living on folks that are in need of a second chance in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112364855731577066?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112364855731577066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112364855731577066' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112364855731577066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112364855731577066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/08/changes-ahead-are-now-2-on-fire.html' title='Changes Ahead Are Now, #2 --  On Fire'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112355131301362546</id><published>2005-08-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:35:13.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes Ahead Are Now, #1</title><content type='html'>We live in a different world.  When I say different I mean that no longer are we in an environment that automatically knows what you mean when you talk about ‘going to church’.  It also means that people look at you funny if you speak about spirituality as something that means ‘that which only comes from God’s power and spirit’.  Anyway, Mindy and I have been on vacation this past week.  It has been awesome and has also given me some time to think and reflect on a few things.  I want to begin sharing them over the next few blogs if everyone doesn’t mind.  My first thought I want to leave with you is this:  We no longer can reach people the way we reached people 50 or 30 or even 10 years ago.  We have to adapt our method of sharing the gospel.  That doesn’t mean we change the gospel, just our method of sharing and reaching others.  What are some positive ways you have seen it done?  I am curious.  How do you feel we can reach this new world with a timeless message?  Shout it out from the roof tops!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112355131301362546?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112355131301362546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112355131301362546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112355131301362546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112355131301362546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/08/changes-ahead-are-now-1.html' title='Changes Ahead Are Now, #1'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-112260022298128791</id><published>2005-07-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:23:42.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Burrito</title><content type='html'>I am a plain burrito in a world full of specialized burritos.  I was in Taco Bell the other day and it hit me…I don’t like the new style of burrito they serve.  I mean my favorite thing there is 2 soft tacos and a beef burrito…no I said beef, beef burrito.  No beans, no sour cream supreme or gordito filled with beef style food.  Just give me beef, cheese and onions and I am happy.  I know some of you are saying, ‘Get with the times, burritos have changed and you need to change with them’.  Well, I disagree.  I can change with the times.  I just like certain types of burritos from Taco Bell.  I can still order it and get it just like I like it but it is not even on the menu anymore.  I just felt like I am out of the loop.  Or out of the Taco Bell burrito bandwagon at least.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess maybe this world needs more uniqueness instead of all the sameness we have now.  By uniqueness I mean not being afraid to stay the same even though everyone wants you to be different and all the choices you have would cause you to be different even if you are trying to be unique.  I think we have too many choices in this world.  I think we have too much competing for our attention and our money and our minds and our devotion.  It is confusing.  I guess that means we need to really be sure of what and who we are.   Being unique is going to be more and more important…by that I mean even when everything around us is changing in order to ‘improve’ or ‘get better’ or be more ‘competitive’ we need to be more sure of what that means to us.  WE have to be sure of who we are and who’s we are.  So what is it, plain or supreme?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-112260022298128791?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/112260022298128791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=112260022298128791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112260022298128791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/112260022298128791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/07/plain-burrito.html' title='Plain Burrito'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111955567043392066</id><published>2005-06-23T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T12:41:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide Open</title><content type='html'>Isn't funny to sit and watch kids play?  Its like they don't know anyone else is there.  I can remember (n the days before my brother and sister) I would pretend that I was Roger Staubauch winning a super bowl championship in my back yard.  If you ever go to one of those 'play' areas in a mall you can hear them playing long before you see them.  Running, jumping, screaming, twirling, sliding, and bounding they go inside the little place.  Have you ever watched them?  Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be that care free?  Have you ever wanted to go back and be that care free?  I can tell you  I have.  To be so wide open.  To be so innocent and accepting.  There is just something about children that makes me feel good and innocent and pure.  It like they have no motives for their actions (well, that's not exactly true but you know what I mean).  They are easy to teach and mold is what I mean.  Maybe this is why Jesus says 'they' are what we should model our faith after.  Not that we are become children in our actions but to be 'like' them in our faith...open, accepting, humble, wide-eyed, simple, innocent, playful, loyal to our father.  I don't know, there is just something about that passage I love.  There is something about Jesus' words that hit me hard.  I wish I weren't so adult-like all the time...maybe I would understand his words better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111955567043392066?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111955567043392066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111955567043392066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111955567043392066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111955567043392066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/06/wide-open.html' title='Wide Open'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111895938502463355</id><published>2005-06-16T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:03:05.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucker for a good love story</title><content type='html'>Ok, I can admit it.  I am a sucker for a good love story.  It’s really cool when they are found in unusual places.  Like Braveheart heart for instance.  In the midst of this violent, engaging, and inspiring movie there is this thread of a love story woven through.  Or take another great movie like Field of Dreams.  It is a not just about him building a field but him doing it so he could once again connect with his father.  I didn’t say it was just ‘romantic’ love stories I liked.  I think there is something about happy endings.  There is something cool about human relationships working out inside the context of love and hope.  Its like a good piece of cake topped with ice cream after a steak dinner—it completes the experience.  Love does that.  It completes relationships.  They don’t have to be romantic to be completed.  Friends can be completed by love inside their relationship.  Families can be completed by love inside their relationship.  Man I love a good love story—especially if I am in one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111895938502463355?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895938502463355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111895938502463355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111895938502463355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111895938502463355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/06/sucker-for-good-love-story.html' title='Sucker for a good love story'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111886777060045173</id><published>2005-06-15T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:36:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Predictor</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am back on the blogging scene.  After 3 weeks of contemplation, deep thought and reflection, I have come to the realization of 2 things.  One, if you spend too much time in deep thought you WILL fall asleep.  Two, I am the greatest predictor of relationships ever known to man.  I can successfully predict how, when and who someone will hook up with.  I don’t know where I got this gift.  I just know I have it.  It is like a feeling I have.  It is like spontaneous thought that suddenly over takes me.  It can be a curse and a blessing.  Maybe it is because I can read people so well.  Maybe it is because I am just the world’s best listener.  So if any of you that want to know who, when and where you will find your wife or husband, just ask.  I will tell you.  Thank you, drive through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111886777060045173?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111886777060045173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111886777060045173' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111886777060045173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111886777060045173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/06/strong-predictor.html' title='Strong Predictor'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111652710542387021</id><published>2005-05-19T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:25:10.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NBA Lockout???</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you who don't know but do care about the NBA....&lt;br /&gt;As I was working out today (hey don't laugh), I saw that the NBA and the Player's Association had broken off talks.  Apparently they are coming up with a new bargaining agreement or something.  I am not sure of the details.  It sounded kind of like what happened with the NHL.  This makes me think.  If the NHL was unable to come up with an agreement and their season has been canceled; what would that mean if the NBA could not come up with an agreement and their season was canceled?  I personally like the NHL but know that by canceling their season, a lot of folks will not watch them any more.  I know that some are even mad that the NHL players want such demands when they already make so much money to skate around, hit each other and put a puck in the net.  How does all this translate in the NBA?  I think its like 50 times worse.  The NBA players definitely make too much money and have too many endorsement deals to be griping about anything.  At the same time not all of them are so fortunate to have multi-million dollar contracts.  Some of them have to settle with league minimum salaries (1 year experience=$385,277 or 10 years experience=$1.1 Million).  Others obviously get much more (Shaq makes $27.696 Mil over x amount of years.  The New York Knicks pay the most for their team followed by Dallas, Portland, Philly, and Minnesota (all but 1 of those are out of the playoffs and only 2 of those even made it in-Dallas and Philly).  Apparently the players don't like 2 or 3 of the terms offered by the owners and, depending on who you believe, the player's agents are running the whole show.  Hey, here's a couple of suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;1.  No one makes over $2 mil per season EVER.  That is even too much but I guess it’s hard to go from 20 mil to 2 mil; so we will help them wean off the cash flow.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Agents only make what the player feels like paying them.  I think these slick talking greedy guys is smothering professional sports.&lt;br /&gt;3.  If the big boys don't want to play, find some folks who will.  I am sure that there are tons of starving and hungry ball players just itching to step into the Garden or American Airlines Center, lace 'em up and play.  Heck, I'd play...bring back the tower of power!!!&lt;br /&gt;4.  Make everyone go to college.  This will improve College ball and give them some type of fall back when they don't make it or they get an injury that takes them out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your suggestions?  Besides, "Sports are stupid" or "They make too much” those are given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111652710542387021?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111652710542387021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111652710542387021' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111652710542387021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111652710542387021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/nba-lockout.html' title='NBA Lockout???'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111626825857060361</id><published>2005-05-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T11:30:58.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been restless?  Have you ever woken up at 3 AM unable to sleep?  Have you ever sat in your office or couch just staring into space thinking and pondering?  Have you ever listened to whole conversations directed right at you and not heard a word said?  Have you ever been restless?  I like to call it 'forging' time or 'creative' time.   It is a time when my creative juices are beginning to flow and ideas are beginning to emerge.  It is a time when a path becomes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch #1— I don't always realize what is happening.  You see I just keep going about my merry way not knowing that God is stirring me up.  He is causing me to feel uncomfortable and even closed off.  I can look back at some significant defining moments in my life and see that God was 'forging' me into something more.  Some of my best ideas and 'visions' have come from times of restlessness (when I say ‘my visions’ I mean the vision that God has given me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch #2 – I have to actually slow down long enough to hear Him talking with me, directing me, guiding me, and 'forging' me.  If I don't slow down, I just move past paths meant to be taken.  I have to actually get away from things to hear Him.  I have to take some time away from everything (which I hate doing) to bath in the Light of His Purposes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something is different this time.  This time I am actually being hit on the head and heart hard enough to realize that He is trying to get my attention (He has probably been trying for a while).  I want desperately to hear Him.  I want this restlessness to become rest.  I want my 'forging' to become focus.  I want my 'unknowing' to become undeniable direction.  The only way to get to it is to go into the quiet.  Jesus spent much time alone.  Now I truly know why.  Even He had to be away from things to hear his Father.  If you answered yes to any of the questions above, maybe it is time for you to be alone with God.  Maybe it is time for you to be forged.  Maybe it is time for you to be pulled from your comfort into a place of un-comfort so that you can be used by God.  Maybe it is time for you to find rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111626825857060361?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111626825857060361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111626825857060361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111626825857060361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111626825857060361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111600982594147971</id><published>2005-05-13T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T11:43:45.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish</title><content type='html'>I wish someone would invent a device to transport someone from one place the next.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could spend just one weekend per month to do nothing but watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;I wish money really did grow on trees.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to speed read.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that dump trucks and 18-wheeler's had their own lane of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;I wish our world would slow down.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't love ice cream and donuts so much.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a little bit taller, wish I was a baller, wish I had a rabbit in a hat and 6-4 Impala (old school rap for ya)&lt;br /&gt;I wish the stuff in my brain would come out of my mouth the way I want it to and out on paper the way its meant to be read.&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111600982594147971?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111600982594147971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111600982594147971' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111600982594147971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111600982594147971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wish.html' title='I Wish'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111592551047717139</id><published>2005-05-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:18:30.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truths Again</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am to write more about the concept of claiming and using the Truths around us for God's glory.  I received a comment from someone that brought up a good point.  We are, as Christ-followers, meant to be holy and pure.  I agree.  Though this is hard to do, it is still part of our journey.  So can you watch a sexually suggestive movie or even listen to a good ol’ country song about cheating and drinking and still be clean and holy?  Can you use a song such as Tim McGraw's “Drugs or Jesus” to communicate a Truth of the Gospel to someone?  Can you use a movie like “Mystic River” to demonstrate the emptiness found in vengeance versus the peace and grace found in the Gospel?  Can you study and learn more about the culture we are in so that you can better communicate a Story of Hope to those who have a bad view of 'church' without becoming unholy?  Have we ever thought about the fact that the Bible quotes pagan poets (see Acts 17:28 &amp; and Titus 1:12)?  What does that mean to us?  I think we have got to begin opening our hearts and our FAITH up to God and let Him use His truths where they are found in our world to bring others to Him.  Or maybe I am just full of bunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111592551047717139?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111592551047717139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111592551047717139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111592551047717139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111592551047717139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/truths-again.html' title='Truths Again'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111575431675746735</id><published>2005-05-10T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:20:13.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth in the Details</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I have been simmering on this one for a bit (since November).  I heard this great speaker at a conference I went to in Atlanta.  His name is Rob Bell.  He was talking about sharing the Good News of Christ in a way that is more accepted by those that don't really want to hear it.  Anyway, in the midst of his talk, he brought up a thought that I have not been able to get over.  He talked of the way in which the Truths of the bible can be used.  But it was more than that.  His point was that if there is Truth, it must be God's truth...I am sure I am over simplifying this.  But if you look in the book of Acts, chapter 17, verse 28 Paul uses the words of common day Poet to communicate the Gospel (his actual quote is'For in him we live and move and have our being.' As some of your own poets have said, 'We are his offspring.').  That makes me think.  How do we use the Truths around us...the Truths that can only point to the Creator and his Grace to communicate his Gospel?  Or better yet, how do we NOT use them but instead abuse them?   Do we rely on too many 'traditional' methods to communicate the Grace and Beauty of God's Story.  What can be found in movies or music (even R rated or expicit) than can be used to reach a generation of people tha desperately need to hear about the Hope we have in Christ Jesus.  Instead of slamming on the music or movies someone listens to or looks at, why not help them learn to sift through the garbage that those things bring.  We can't run from the world for ever.  Afterall, I thought it was Created and Sustained by God...at least that is what we are taught and some of us teach.  Someone help me with this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111575431675746735?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111575431675746735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111575431675746735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111575431675746735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111575431675746735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/truth-in-details.html' title='Truth in the Details'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111540210205231113</id><published>2005-05-06T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:55:02.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Sayings from Maw Maw</title><content type='html'>Hey there...my brother reminded me of some more Maw Maw sayings.  I have to share them with you.  These are some staple sayings in my family.   &lt;br /&gt;"Sleep before you get sleepy"&lt;br /&gt;"Want in one hand and spit in the other and see which one gets full the fastest"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have The Headache?"&lt;br /&gt;"I just piddle, but piddling turns into work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love those.  There are nothing like Maw Maw sayings to make a day complete.  Thanks again Maw Maw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111540210205231113?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111540210205231113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111540210205231113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111540210205231113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111540210205231113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-sayings-from-maw-maw.html' title='More Sayings from Maw Maw'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111521856356322625</id><published>2005-05-04T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:03:17.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom from MawMaw</title><content type='html'>I got to experience something really cool this past weekend.  My sister (the youngest in our family) got married.  It was a really cool ceremony with tons of family and friends.  My brother and I were ushers which allowed us to sit back and watch the whole event unfold.  It was really great to see family that I don't get to see very much anymore.  You know when you are younger you take that for granted.  Tony and I were able to seat everyone before the wedding and hang out with everyone during the reception.  It was a blast!!!  Tony even got to talk a little sports with my Maw Maw (my grandmother) while he walked her down the aisle to be seated.  It made me laugh when he told me, but it also made me think how cool she is and how she has these little sayings that keep popping up in my mind. I would like to share a few with you...hope you don't mind Maw Maw!!&lt;br /&gt;"You should eat before you get hungry"&lt;br /&gt;"You should drink before you get thirsty"&lt;br /&gt;"If there is  thunder and lightning in February it will freeze in April"&lt;br /&gt;"There is always someone that has it worse" (my personal favorite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always someone that is worse off or in a worse situation than you or I.  We don't like to think of it that way but it is true.  I have had to remind myself of that more often lately.  I have had to remind myself (again) that the world does not revolve around me.  When we were making our decent into Washington Dulles airport on Sunday night, after a great weekend, it hit me.  The sun doesn't really set we just keep spinning.  The sun doesn't revolve around us we revolve and spin around it.  I know its a corny analogy but a true one.  I think there is more wisdom in my Maw Maw's saying then I realize.  You see what wisdom does- it get's better with time if you allow yourself to let it sink in.  We would be wise to listen to those that are wise.  After all the world doesn't revolve around me. (Man do I have to remind myself again and again.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111521856356322625?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111521856356322625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111521856356322625' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111521856356322625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111521856356322625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/05/wisdom-from-mawmaw.html' title='Wisdom from MawMaw'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111443592760822042</id><published>2005-04-25T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:32:07.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=”Center”&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.astrologyweekly.com/images/sportspredictions.gif&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am going to be making my predictions for major sports events this year (including the Super Bowl).  Some of my predictions will be shocking so please keep that in mind.  I am not a professional sports writer so I can say what I think without having to worry about ratings and network sponsorship.  So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;NBA Finals:  Spurs vs. Pistons --  winner: Spurs in 6&lt;br /&gt;PGA Open:  Vijah Singh&lt;br /&gt;US Open: Chirs DiMarco&lt;br /&gt;British Open:  Jusin Leonard&lt;br /&gt;US Open (tennis):  Andy Rodick&lt;br /&gt;World Series:  Marlins vs. Twins --  Marlins in 5&lt;br /&gt;World Cup Qualifying:  America will NOT qualify&lt;br /&gt;MLS :  DC United repeat&lt;br /&gt;Super Bowl (2006):  Colts vs. Eagles --  Eagles will triumph&lt;br /&gt;NHL:  Will play a limited schedule and make a strong comeback but I can't make a prediction at this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do not know enough about women's sports to make any predictions.  Nor do I know anything about auto racing or biking..I guess Armstrong is a strong favorite for the Tour de France since this is his last year and all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the debating begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111443592760822042?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111443592760822042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111443592760822042' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111443592760822042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111443592760822042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/sports-predictions.html' title='Sports Predictions'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111420409325209940</id><published>2005-04-22T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T14:08:13.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPN=New York Yankees/Boston Red Sox Central</title><content type='html'>Man am I tired of hearing about every little thing the Yankees do or don't do.  And I am doubly tired of hearing it on ESPN's award wining Sportcenter, Baseball Tonight, Outside the Lines, Cold Pizza, etc.  It seems as though ESPN is secretly owned by George Steinbrener.  Oh, maybe the Red Sox own the controling interest in the network...or maybe its both.  Its like the whole world cares about every single thing that is said, unsaid, not said or done by or to either of these teams.  There are many more compelling stories out there.   Like, say, LA Dodgers starting out so hot when all the folks there at the 'Station' said that the Giants were still the team to beat (even without Barry--which they no longer talk about b/c they are scared of him and his reaction to 'steriod conversations').  What about the Florida Marlins.  Willis throws almost 3 complete game shut outs but all they do is mention it at the top of the hour then spend 5 hours talking about a mock draft put together by Mel Kiper Jr. and John Clayton (that is a yawner).  I know there is no hockey but surely there are other things to talk about other than if the Yankees can bounce back after starting so slowly their first 10 games...come on there are 152 more to go...let's talk about it in September not April.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ESPN, but I don't love hearing about the Sox and Yanks every single show.  Its old and not everyone cares.  Get on to something else...like Bass Fishing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111420409325209940?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111420409325209940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111420409325209940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111420409325209940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111420409325209940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/espnnew-york-yankeesboston-red-sox.html' title='ESPN=New York Yankees/Boston Red Sox Central'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111400979908207119</id><published>2005-04-20T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T08:11:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadliest Catch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/deadliestcatch/slideshow/gallery/crabfish6_hzoom.jpg" &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     While at sea, the crews face nearly 24-hour shifts for days at a time, in less-than-optimal conditions: 40-foot waves, 80-mph winds, subfreezing weather and 700-pound crab pots slamming against the deck &amp;mdash; not to mention a nearly 100 percent injury rate. More than 80 percent of the fatalities Alaskan fishermen suffer on the job are due to drowning &amp;mdash; either from falling overboard or as a result of a boat accident.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Have you seen this new show on the Discovery Channel?  It is called  &lt;i&gt; The Deadliest Catch&lt;/i&gt;.  It comes on kind of late, but the new season started last week.  It is really very interesting.  Basically it is about fishing boats and their crews.  These guys go out into the Bering Sea for a 5 day King Crab fishing fest.  Its cold, wet, and you never know what the weather will be.  It's basically one of the toughest jobs I have ever seen.  The season can last either 5 or 12 days depending on the decision made by the Alaskan Wildlife Board.  These guys basically don't sleep or eat for 24-72 hours.  They dump 'pots' or cages over board and haul them up--hopefully loaded with Alaskan King Crab.  I will never look at crab in a restaurant   the same again.  You should check this show out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is basically what drives these guys?  Is it just the money?  Is it the thrill of the catch?  Maybe a bit of both?  What drives us in our jobs?  What drives us in our relationships?  What drives us to go through incredibly hard times or events?  What keeps us getting up each morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111400979908207119?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111400979908207119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111400979908207119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111400979908207119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111400979908207119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/deadliest-catch.html' title='Deadliest Catch'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111369996791502998</id><published>2005-04-16T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T18:06:07.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring or Be Brought</title><content type='html'>(I know, not a grammatically correct title...but keep reading)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has heard the  saying, “It is better to give than to receive”.  I usually agree with this phrase, but maybe there are some exceptions to this ‘rule’.  Let me explain.  Let’s say that I know of a secret place that contains a magical power.  This power is given off by a stone that, when touched, unlocks the key to every one of your dreams and desires.  The catch is that only those that are honorable can be unlocked.  The kicker is when you come in contact with the stone the only dreams and desires that you care about ARE the honorable ones…follow me.  Now, let’s say that I know where this place is and I am want to bring you to it.  Who is more blessed by this situation…the bringer or the one that is brought to the stone?  Sure, sure both are equally blessed, but are they.  If you are someone that has never been blessed enough to see any dream come true, I would say you were pretty blessed by being ‘brought’ to the stone.  But if I had never ever helped anyone before in my life because I was too stuck on myself until I came in contact with the stone, I would say the experience of bringing you to the stone would be a blessing. (Ok at this point, please don’t get so caught up in the fact that I am using a fantasy magical stone).  &lt;br /&gt;     There is a great story in the Bible about such a situation.  Mark Chapter 2 finds Jesus teaching a lesson to people in a packed house.  There was no room for anyone to get in the house.  There were 4 friends that had a friend that was paralytic.  They knew if they could get to Jesus, he could heal their friend.  So after careful thought and multiple tries to get close to Christ, they came up with a brilliant idea.  They would climb on the roof, dig through the roof, then lower their friend down!!!  So they did and low and behold they climbed, dug, lowered and their friend ended up at the feet of the great Healer.  He looked to the friends (impressed by their bold faith) and said, “You’re sins are forgiven”.  Which is more blessed, the one healed or the one that brought one to be healed?  Which ones faith is more important the one that was healed or the ones that dug through the roof for their friend to be healed?  Was it better to give or to receive?  I say both.  I say both are necessary.  Our church needs both.  It needs those that will bring people to the feet of Christ (even if a little digging and hard work is involved) and it needs people willing to be brought to the feet of the Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111369996791502998?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111369996791502998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111369996791502998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111369996791502998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111369996791502998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/bring-or-be-brought.html' title='Bring or Be Brought'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111343737463411321</id><published>2005-04-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:20:35.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Understand</title><content type='html'>Now I understand the reason I don't like Oprah.  I was working out today (no really) and her show came on the air.  I was just reaching my target heart rate (I really am serious) and it hit me, "I now know why I don't like Oprah".  Its not that I dislike her as a person.  I don't know her at all.  I just know how she is on her show and from articles and such.  I even like some of the topics that she tackles.  Not everyone is brave enough or confident enough to talk about things the way she does.  I actually really admire that.  Its not her money or fame that causes me to be uncomfortable with her.  I used to think it was because she is the largest source of New Ageism in America--which I still think but not as strongly as I used to.  No, it's none of those things that make me 'not like her'.  But now I think I know.  As I watched her come out after being introduced she slowly made her way to the stage--like she has done so many times before.  She walked slowly, I mean slowly kind of like watching a king or queen or president walk.  Shaking hands saying hello and greeting people with a smile.  It is at this moment as my heart is working and I am thinking, "Now I know why I don't like her"--funny thing is it has nothing to do with her really.  Its the people that watch her and the people that talk and write about her.  The faces of the crowd are forever blazed on my mind because they were almost worshipful.  There is no doubt she connects with her audience and her fans.  That is what makes her great.  She is great at 'being real'.  But where is the line.  Where is the line between really respecting and liking someone and worshipping them.  Maybe that seems like a harsh statement but I mean it just like I said it.  And I could say this about other famous folks.  I just happened to be watching Oprah today.  I know, I know some of you would say that the connection she has and the advice she gives and such is a great help to so many.  I am not disagreeing with that (necessarily).  All I am saying is I think that Oprah (much like Dr. Phil, Judge Judy, Donald Trump, James Dobson, etc.) is filling a niche in America that used be filled by God, the Bible and the Church.  People are giving some solid answers to hard questions (or at least dealing with sold, hard issues).  But not many people stop to wonder or think or compare these answers with God's Truths to 'test and see' if this advice is actually Godly or not.  I think that is my problem… and hey, I am looking in the mirror on this one.  It just made me think today as I was working out that maybe there is a reason why folks are searching for fulfillment so adamantly and not seeming to find it.  As Moulder used to say, "the Truth is out there". I am just not sure Oprah has it all the time.  But, hey, I could just be suffering from lack of oxygen to my brain..or maybe too much. (I really did work out today)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111343737463411321?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111343737463411321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111343737463411321' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111343737463411321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111343737463411321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/now-i-understand.html' title='Now I Understand'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111331955094709027</id><published>2005-04-12T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:25:50.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Masters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=”Center”&gt;&lt;img src=http://espn-att.starwave.com/media/pga/2005/0410/photo/a_woods_ft.jpg&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man what a great golf tournament it was!!  I have watched a number of Masters tournaments but few can compare to this past one.  There was rain delays, great shots and great TV coverage.  I was glued to the set for every shot on Sunday afternoon.  My Pepa would have been so excited!!!  And at the end of the day, Tiger Woods reclaimed the green jacket.  But not without being taken to the wire by my new favorite player, Chris DiMarco.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new found respect for the 2nd place finisher at Augusta.  I knew that he was great at the Ryder cup (he actually had the best record among American players).  He seems to have no problem on some of the grandest stages in golf.  Most people would and have folded under the power of Tiger (Tiger is now 9-0 when leading after 54 holes).  But not DiMarco.  he hung in and even sent the match to a 73 hole.  It took not only great shots from Chris, but also impossible shots on the final 3 holes of regulation.  Tiger's shot on 16 will probably go down as one of the greatest ever.  I am convinced that we could never know, by watching TV, the difficulty of the greens at Augusta.  But the greens did not seem to bother the final pairing on Sunday.  It was a battle to the end.  I know that Tiger is one of the greatest to ever pick up a set of clubs (has already won 9 majors before the age of 30; Nicholaus was 31 before he did that).  But I believe that I was most impressed by Chris DiMarco.  He has lost tough ones in the past few majors (3 on the final hole).  His day is coming and I look forward to more of the what I saw on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=”Center”&gt;&lt;img src=http://espn-att.starwave.com/media/pga/2005/0410/photo/a_dimarco_il.jpg&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111331955094709027?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111331955094709027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111331955094709027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111331955094709027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111331955094709027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/masters.html' title='The Masters'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111282685211801700</id><published>2005-04-06T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:34:12.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Riled Up</title><content type='html'>What get's you all riled up?  What makes you feel so uneasy that you just can't hardly stand it?  Anything?  If the answer is nothing, then I say you need to get out more.  Me, I am feeling pretty riled up these days.  So if you want a nice tame blog to read, stop reading this one right now.  Now, for all those that stayed, let me just say a few things.  Oh, and feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;1.  I think God is cool.  I think Jesus rocks.  I think the church can be a an amazing community of support and connection for so many. So why do we continually allow other things to get in the way of God?  Why do we continually bow at the altar in them temple of Hollywood or Oprah or Dr. Phil or gaming systems or Texas hold 'em?  &lt;br /&gt;2.  I think the Bible is God's inspired word.  I don't understand all of it and struggle to get through certain parts of it.  But I think there are probably different ways or methods of sharing it's truths with people that don't know it or don't believe it.  I am wondering if our churches should rethink the way it is taught...not what is taught just the method used to teach it.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I want to be Clean.  I want to be New.  I want to be useful to God.  I to be used by God.  I want a revolution of the Spirit.  I want revival to happen in our schools or homes and our churches.  I want prayer to be taken seriously.  I want the love of people to be more important than the love of things or rules.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am a fool.  I am crazy.  I am unbelievably lost.  I am looking for shore on a calm spring day.  I am circling the runway with not a cloud in the sky.  I am searching for buried treasure right above an X.  But I am hopeful, oh I am hopeful.  I am faithful.  I am foolish (as the world defines it).  I am pushed but not broken.  I am pulled but not torn.  I am stretched but not broken.  I am weak but so very strong.  I am all riled up but as calm as I can be.  I am confused but very clear headed.  I am busy but focused.  I think being a little fired up is good sometimes.  But being fire up for God is life changing all the time.  I think its time we get a little riled up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111282685211801700?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111282685211801700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111282685211801700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111282685211801700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111282685211801700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-riled-up.html' title='All Riled Up'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111264404467699725</id><published>2005-04-04T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T12:47:24.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes Everywhere!!!</title><content type='html'>Well gang we finally moved in to our new place this past weekend.  It is great to be in a new home.  We have more room, more living space, a bigger bathroom, a garage...and more boxes that any 20 people I know.  It is amazing how much stuff you can accumulate over time.  I can remember the days back in college when I could load all I own in my Mustang LX (we called it 'the Stang').  Those days are long gone my friend.  I am not complaining mind you.  I am just a little overwhelmed.  I mean, where is it all going to go?  How can we possibly fit everything in our house?  Can any of it be burned?  What if we "accidentially" dropped a few things?  At this point I will settle for a path to and from the kitchen and bedroom.  Oh, and getting my TiVO activated so I don't miss any episodes of the O.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111264404467699725?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111264404467699725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111264404467699725' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111264404467699725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111264404467699725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/04/boxes-everywhere.html' title='Boxes Everywhere!!!'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111214086796037862</id><published>2005-03-29T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T05:45:12.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual "ADD"</title><content type='html'>My friend Jason had such a great comment concerning my use of the term spiritual ADD that I had to share it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As in real life ADD it doesn't help to just say "do it better", or "just work harder."  As in the real world people who suffer from ADD need new skills that work with their personalities to help them overcome their hurdles.It's the same in our spiritual lives.  We can't just take a pill and it will be ok all of a sudden.  We have to look for things that work to bring us closer to God, and rely on those things.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said my friend!!!  Sound off everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111214086796037862?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111214086796037862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111214086796037862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111214086796037862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111214086796037862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/spiritual-add.html' title='Spiritual &quot;ADD&quot;'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111204118031777954</id><published>2005-03-28T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T15:15:10.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to talk about God</title><content type='html'>How do you talk about God in public?  How do you bring up Jesus without someone immediately tuning you out?  I work a lot with teens and families.  I work in a great church.  I have many great friends and a wonderful family.  My life is blessed.  I am responsible for many "God" type things at my job.  I teach people about God, the Bible, Jesus, church, etc.  I encourage people to find out what their gifts are and use them for God.  I try and get people to give their entire selves to God's service and live their lives in the pattern of Christ.  I even write blogs about how we should act and how we should reach out to others and how the church should focus on reaching the world around "IT".  But I have become aware of a slight problem in my life.  I don't know how to talk about God.  I can talk around him.  I pray, I read my Bible, I try and teach it's truths.  But I have not brought anyone to Christ since High School.  Now, I am part of a great Student Ministry and sure I have helped people make decisions to Follow God.  However, I am not sure I even know how to talk about God.  I believe that actions speak louder than words.  But I am not sure I even act very Christ-like sometimes.  Ok, ok, what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so much about me that I have forgotten to make it about Him.  My life has become so focused on the mudane that I have forgotten the Divine.  I have filled my schedule and brain up with so much chaos that I have forgotten about the Simple Way.  I am beginning to think that I may actually know how to talk about God, I just choose not to.  I choose not to bring up how He has changed my life and how He is changing the lives of so many people I know.  I am scared.  I am nervous.  I have spiritual ADD.  I can't focus long enough on what matters.  And the more I read His Word the more I realize what matters.  God's Son, God's Mission, God's Purpose.  Maybe it is time I am not silent about these things.  Maybe its time I spend my talking time saying things that are significant.  God has invaded our world, yet it sure is hard to see.  At least, we don't talk about It very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111204118031777954?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111204118031777954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111204118031777954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111204118031777954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111204118031777954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-to-talk-about-god.html' title='How to talk about God'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111188275267379672</id><published>2005-03-26T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:19:12.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Intervener</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing that most of us have a problem dealing with, its conflict.  I am not sure I know too many people that 1)like it at all and 2) are very good at dealing with it.  Seems that most of us would rather run from conflict than face it head on.  The ironic thing to me is that our lives are filled with some type of conflict or another.  Yet we spend most of our time trying to act like it doesn't exist (or gloss over it).  For example, when I was in High School we had arch rivals.  The Gladewater High School Bears...we hated them.  Our whole football, basketball, baseball, chess seasons were never a success unless we soundly defeated them.  That's a conflict that we had that was very much in our face most of the year.  However, the subliminal conflict that exists between teachers and parents is hardly ever acknowledged.  And what about conflict that exists between certain family members.  These situations can go years without acknowledgement.  Why is that?  What is so difficult about conflict?  Well, I guess you could say that it is just too darn upsetting to deal with. You could say that its better to ignore it and hope it goes away.  You could say that the only way to deal with it is to face it head on.  No matter what you say, it is obvious that it is here and here to stay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time of year, we as followers of the "Way" look toward one event in world history that stands out as a large part of our belief system--Easter.  No not the hunt for eggs, eat marshmellow chicks and take pictures with a bunny holiday.  I am speaking about the death, burial and resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  Yes I said &lt;b&gt;RESURRECTION&lt;/b&gt;.  For all those keeping score at home, that means that someone is dead then comes back to life.  In this case, Jesus was tortured, beaten, killed and buried.  He was placed in a tomb (a cave made of stone) with a large stone rolled in front of it.  3 days after he is placed there when some of his followers came to better prepare the body for burial, they open the tomb only to see that he is not there.  But where is he?  Where did he go?  They find him later and he appears to his followers, hangs out for 40 days then departs to heaven in plain daylight.  Now what in the world does this story have to do with conflict???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, instead of avoiding conflict, God chose to deal with it directly.  He chose to send his son to earth, live here among us, teach us about Him, and (most importantly) teach us to deal with conflict.  He is our example of the ultimate intervener.  God could have snapped his fingers and had us all fall in line, but that isn't real love now is it.  Christ interevened into this world, turned it upside down and offered each of us a chance to live a life beyond our wildest dreams.  When Jesus was faced with conflict of any type, he 1)never avoided it and 2) showed both love and respect for those that had conflict with him (even when those that created the conflict were not so respectful to him).  Wow, now I am rambling; let me sum up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, by intervening in our world, brought with Him love, compassion and a chance at a rare life.  A life that enters into conflict and comes out the other side stronger and more faithful.  For sure conflict will forever be part of our life here, but you can be sure that a life of following our great Intervener will offer us a way to deal with conflict more positively and effectively than with out him.  Oh, but you have to give him all of your life.  Oh, and you have to admit that you are not perfect and you can not live your life with out him.  And you have to ask him to forgive you and then make him the Leader of your life...i guess that may cause a little conflict for some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111188275267379672?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111188275267379672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111188275267379672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111188275267379672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111188275267379672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/great-intervener.html' title='The Great Intervener'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111176000712834911</id><published>2005-03-25T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T06:13:27.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year</title><content type='html'>Well, I turned 33 yesterday.  To some that is very old to others it is not.  To me its exciting.  I really dreaded my 30th birthday for some reason.   But as the early thirties are slowly become the mid-30's, I am feeling pretty good about my age.  Now I don't quite bounce back from atheletic events like I once did; but then again I am not the most talented ball in the bag either.  I am a little more forgetful.   Yet, I am very glad to have lived the life I have lived and to know the people I know.  I have a great, wonderful, unbelievably patient, beautiful wife.  I have an amazing job.  I have awesome friends (both old and new).  I generally want for nothing.  But there is something more that is stirring around in my heart and sould these days.  I want desperately to be significant.  This used to be a very seflish feeling.  I wanted the attention to be set on me (even though I would never have admitted this).  But now I am finding more and more that I really want another type of significance.  The significance that comes from a relationship that is built and lived solely on faith and trust in the unknown.  My God is inside me and trying desperately to live.  The breath that fills me is not mine but His.  I guess you could say that my significance comes from Him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I feel very blessed in my life.  Another year down, more life to live.  I can't wait to see what my Leader has in store for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111176000712834911?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111176000712834911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111176000712834911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111176000712834911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111176000712834911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-year.html' title='Another Year'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111168978935808170</id><published>2005-03-24T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:43:09.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Moving Tips (for spouses)</title><content type='html'>Mindy and I would like to give you our Top 5 moving tips.  These can be applied to moving from old house to new or state to state, whatever.  View at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Unclear expectations of who does what, when can cause minor to major friction between you and your spouse.  In other words, its good to be on the same page with who does what as far as packing and such.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep is only optional.  While packing and preparing for the move, you may find that what you thought would be finished by, oh say, 11 pm actually is completed by 3 or 4 &lt;b&gt;IN THE MORNING!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  If you use a storage facility, you experience all the joy of moving 2 times!!!  &lt;br /&gt;2.  It always helps to have your mail forwarded and your utilities turned off at the old place and on at the new place!!&lt;br /&gt;1.  WHEN PLANNING A MOVE, ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS SERIOUSLY CONSIDER HIRING MOVERS!!!!  &lt;I&gt;YOUR MARRIAGE MAY DEPEND ON IT!!!!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....the Bedard's new address coming soon....and later today, a poem by Chris on turning 1 year older....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111168978935808170?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111168978935808170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111168978935808170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111168978935808170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111168978935808170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/top-5-moving-tips-for-spouses.html' title='Top 5 Moving Tips (for spouses)'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111159197801528293</id><published>2005-03-23T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T07:36:25.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steriods, Enhancements, Performance Drugs, Teen Atheletes</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just read a &lt;i&gt;Washington Post&lt;/i&gt; article by Josh Barr &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A58366-2005Mar22.html" target="_blank"&gt;High Schoolers' Supplement Use Is A Growing Concern Athletes' Quest for Extra Edge Leads to Wide Use of Products&lt;/a&gt;  about enhancement drugs used by High School atheletes.  Check this stat out[quoted from the article] &lt;blockquote&gt;"A 2003 study released by the Blue Cross and Blue Shield Association found that as many as 1.1 million youths ages 12 to 17 have taken sports supplements, a 10 percent increase from a similar study performed two years earlier." &lt;/blockquote&gt; That is a bit distrubing don't you think.  It seems that the pressure to perform has taken on a new face.  Does this bother anyone else or is it just me.  Why do there have to be performance enhancing drugs?  Why do we need to market them so heavily to teens?  Why do people just take them at will without knowing what the future repercussions are going to be?  If there have been links established between steroid use and suicide...what is going on?  Someone explain it to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111159197801528293?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111159197801528293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111159197801528293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111159197801528293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111159197801528293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/steriods-enhancements-performance.html' title='Steriods, Enhancements, Performance Drugs, Teen Atheletes'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111048722054683191</id><published>2005-03-17T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:23:56.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>I'm about to blow up old school!!!  I am talking Atari, the original Atari that is.  I will never forget getting it when I was like young.  It was unbelievalbly cool and an instant hit to my brother and I.  We played pong like a mug!!  Then eventually there were other games added:  dig dug, river raid, pac man, pit fall, etc.  Now there was this game that I played with some of my friends like everyday when it came out.  It was a great game because we could get into teams of two and compete against us.  I thought it was the greatest game of all time (at least up until the greatest game was released).  The game....Space Invaders.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would play and play and play until we couldn't see straight (or the game box got too hot and quit working properly).  Anyway, we loved to play it.  My friend Paul and I were a great team.  We were killing space invaders right and left. You see we had a system.  At the start of the game we would immediately kill the first 3 rows across.  That way we would have more room to move around and more open shots as the invaders came closer and closer.  This system worked really well for us.  We were awesome at it if I do say so myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days there are all kinds of games out there.  They are little too much for me.  I am much more a Space Invaders kind of guy.  You see I can't seem to figure out a good system or way to play the newer games.  They are too complicated and involve more hand-eye coordination than I am willing to apply.  Its all about the system.  The way you do it.  The focus of the game for me is key.  The focus of Space Invaders was kill the invaders systematically.  The focus of the new games, for me, is trying to figure out how in the world the controller works...which button does what...how do I jump, run, hop, reload...too much of a distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny, something seemingly so hard and complex to me is so simple to others.  I have friends and work with teens that play these new games with ease.  They make it look so easy.  Its like second nature to them...like Space Invaders was to me. &lt;br /&gt;Of course if you play something long enough and figure out the pattern to you can totally ace the game.  You start to remember everything about every level you play.  Each time you die or lose, you learn something new.  Before long you find yourself conquering level after level.  You are the video game god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world am I rambling about.  I wonder if we do the same in our regular life.  You know, do something over and over and over until it becomes so much of a habit that we don't even realize we do it.  There is a saying I read the other day, "I don't know who discovered water, but I am sur eit wasn't a fish."  Meaning:  We take for granted that which we are surrounded by everyday.  Makes me concerned about all the stuff I surround myself with.  Am I getting 'desensitized' to my surroundings.  So much so, have I forgotten what is real and what is not?  Have I forgotten what is important and what is not?  Do I make living with the current cultural status quo look as easy as Carl does playing Halo 2?  Maybe I am an Atari guy stuck in a Halo world.  Its possible I have become the fish, but its definite that I shouldn't be loosing my breath.  I am filled with Breath.  I am filled with Life.  I think it is time to stick out a little more.  Its time to BE the Atari guy in the Halo world.  That's old school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111048722054683191?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111048722054683191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111048722054683191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111048722054683191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111048722054683191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111102186839564094</id><published>2005-03-16T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T17:11:08.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Know Me</title><content type='html'>You don't know me.  You don't even have a clue who I am.  Why do you judge me?  Why do you act like you can tell me what to do or how to act?  You don't even have a clue what kind of day I have had or am having.  Yet you are relentless in your comments about me.  Hey, here is an idea.  Try looking in the mirror with those judging eyes and sarcastic tongue.  Maybe even try thininking before you speak....there is a concept.  It is possible that I have been having a hard day and your words are just what I need to make it better, but you choose to be funny and 'witty' in front of other people and put me down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me.  You don't even have a clue who I am.  But I know you.  I know who you are.  Because I am you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111102186839564094?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111102186839564094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111102186839564094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111102186839564094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111102186839564094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-dont-know-me.html' title='You Don&apos;t Know Me'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111101976678314020</id><published>2005-03-16T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T16:36:06.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples, TiVO, Bethany, Beautiful Women, Belly Button Lint</title><content type='html'>What the heck?  I know that is what you are asking.  Yes, I am sitting here writing a blog for Mark Herring to satisfy his need to only read blogs that are 5 lines long.  So what do all these subjects have in common.  Apples, my favorite fruit.  TiVO my new favorite toy.  Bethany, a cool girl in my youth group.  Beautiful Women, hold no flame to my Gorgeous wife Mindy. Belly Button Lint, the stuff I clean out every day.  There Mark, there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111101976678314020?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111101976678314020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111101976678314020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111101976678314020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111101976678314020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/apples-tivo-bethany-beautiful-women.html' title='Apples, TiVO, Bethany, Beautiful Women, Belly Button Lint'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-111068391933508115</id><published>2005-03-12T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T19:18:39.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools, Scum, Extraordinary</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing that gets to me it's traffic.  I am a pretty patient person, but when it comes to traffic forget about it.  I have this personal grudge against anyone else on the road.  If I get behind someone going slow I can't wait to get around them.  Somone passes me, I'm like, "Why are you in such a hurry?".  I can't be satisfied.  Everyone on the road is an enemy and I am the good guy.  It's me against them.  My car versus theirs.  My driving skill against theirs.  I see a hole in the traffic, I take it.  If there is a yellow light, I do my best to get past it.  If someone doesn't go immediately at a light just turned green, my hand is on the horn ready to let 'em know I'm behind them.  Oh, and talking to everyone on the road is like a hobby to me.  I am the expert as far as how someone else should drive.  I'm constantly talking to everyone on the road (even though they can't hear me...duh).  Yep, everyone on the road is my enemy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm not alone.  There are probably others out there that have the same feelings for their fellow road-mates.  Go ahead, admit it.  You get impatient on the road.  No, you say.  What about other parts of your life?  You got any enemies?  Anyone that you think has it in for you?  Anyone you run over to get what you want?  Anyone that you just know you are smarter than, better than, prettier than, wiser than, better at grammer than....  I am not talking about someone you are friends with that you get mad at from time to time.  I am talking about the people you make fun of.  I am talking about the people you don't even know but feel like you are better than.  People that you feel like treat you injustly.  People that you feel play favorites (and you ain't on their list).  You get the drift??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are God-followers suppose to react to them?  Yeah, yeah we know we are suppose to be nice, smile and then talk about them behind their back right?  Oh, no...how bout...we are suppose to ignore them and hope they go away.  Maybe we just try to join them and win them over by treating people like they do, especially when they are looking.  I have another suggestion...let's act like fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this great verse the other day in Corinithians (yeah that's in the Bible).  Its from the 4th chapter and 10th verse.  Paul says this crazy statement, "We are fools for Christ...".  Fools he says.  We act a way that seems so weird and foolish to everyone when it comes to our belief about God and our belief about how we should treat people, he says.  Next he (Paul) says that he and his friends (also fools for Christ) are not only fools but weak, poor, starved, thirsty, mistreated (actually they were physically beat up), and even homeless.  How do they respond to their enemies you ask?  They bless them, forgive them, openly love them....what?  Now that is foolish.  What is more foolish?  Well how about being SCUM.  Yes, they actaully call themselves scum (refuse, potato peelings, garbage).  So let's get this straight.  They are FOOLS and SCUM for Christ's sake.  They are so totally sold out to Him that they will do anything to follow in HIS steps.  But what are HIS steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.  The teaching that pushes all the buttons and makes someone more than just a wanna be.  It calls someone to be more than just a pew warmer.  It calls someone to be SCUM and FOOLS at the same time.  Even when it comes to the treatment of those that are our ENEMIES!!  Jesus says this, "Pray for your enemies and Bless those that persecute you."  WHAT???  What happened to get even?  Eye for an Eye?  Getting your just desserts?  Get mad and get even?  What's all this pray and bless stuff?  How does that get me ahead in this world?  How can I possibly save face in front of my friends by PRAYING or BLESSING someone that has treated me injustly or cut me off on the road?  This calls for more than just average patience or will power or strength or faith.  This kind of attitude and outlook on life is more than ordinary, its EXTRAORDINARY!!  Jesus says its not enough to treat our friends well, we must also pray for and bless those that we call our enemies.  In fact the word he uses is the equivalent to our word for EXTRAORDINARY.  We are to do more when it comes to enemies.  We are to be SCUM, FOOLS, EXTRAORDINARY.  Now that is an out-of-the-Box idea.  It should be...especially if you claim to follow an out-of-the-box Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-111068391933508115?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/111068391933508115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=111068391933508115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111068391933508115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/111068391933508115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/fools-scum-extraordinary.html' title='Fools, Scum, Extraordinary'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-110995007447515490</id><published>2005-03-04T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T07:31:45.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Box</title><content type='html'>Mindy and I are in the process of moving.  The next couple of weeks will find us packing, taping, trashing and moving all we own into a storage unit just 2 miles from where we live.  It is weird to think that all we own will fit into a 10x15 foot 'box'.  I mean everything.  Our bed, our furniture, clothes, TV, lamps, lamp stands, books, dishes, tables, and chairs. Everything we own, all our possesions in a 10x15 foot box.  Now, our stuff will only be there for a couple of weeks.  That will be just enough time for us to close on our new home.  Then all we own will come out of the 10x15 foot box and into a box of a different kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxes are great resources when you need them.  They help create space and also allow you to condense things down if you don't have enough space (how else would our whole house fit into a 10x15 ft. box).  Most of our boxes will be packed with books.  Some will have dishes while others will be filled with various other necessities.  Basically some of the most precious things we own will go into a box.  And those boxes will go into a bigger box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think about my life.  It makes me think about how I compartmentalize my life.  I have a box for work.  I have a box for my marriage.  I have a box for my friendships.  I have a box for belongings.  I have a box for ideas.  I have a box for family members.  I have a box for God.  I guess it makes me feel more in control of my life to have everything compartmentalized.  Maybe it is smart ot have some things boxed away or organized.  But why would I treat God like He is just another possession?  I think that I get scared sometimes that He may actually not want to be in the box I have created for Him.  Of course we have all heard the phrase, "Don't put God in a box".  But I am sure the person that first uttered those words had a nice box for God themselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting God there makes US feel safe.  It also keeps Him safe and in our control.  That sounds so weird to even say.  How can we control the creator of safety?  How can we control the author of control?  How can we box up the maker of all boxes?  The answer is simple.  We all know we can't keep God boxed up, but we continue to try.  Why is that?  What would it take to let him out?  Do we even want to let Him out?  Is he really inside the box to begin with?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we tried to get a bigger box we would have more success keeping Him in there...say a 10x15 ft. box?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-110995007447515490?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/110995007447515490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=110995007447515490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110995007447515490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110995007447515490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/03/out-of-box.html' title='Out of the Box'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-110797790264537543</id><published>2005-02-09T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T11:38:22.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of Perfection</title><content type='html'>I hate being wrong.  I hate being told I am wrong.  I hate it when someone even insinuates I am wrong.  I hate it when other people tell other people they are wrong.  I hate it when other people act as if other people are wrong.  But I sure don't mind telling someone, in the nicest way possible of course, they are wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the only one who is right. I want to be the only one that receives any recognition for being right. I would rather do something wrong then fix it so I can be right.  As a matter of fact, I may be the only one I know that is right about almost everything.  If you need any answer to any question, ask me.  If you need help with any topic or idea, just ask me.  It's possible I am as close to perfect as anything can be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was ice cream, I would be Blue Bell.  If I was a car, I would be a 2005 Shelby Mustang.  If I was a rock band, I would be U2.  If I was a golf course, I would be Augusta National.  I scream perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible that I worry more about rules and regulations than people.  There are times when I tend to lean toward the safe side and limit my reach to those that are TRULY worthy of my help.  I guess my safety comes from knowing that if I continue to focus on me, I will never have to make any huge changes in order to focus on something outside of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?  In today's fast-paced, option-driven, and crazy world, who am I?  What is my message?  Am I good at getting my point across?  Do my actions speak louder than my words?  Do I even care what my message is? I mean after all, I hate being wrong.  I am perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--today's church 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-110797790264537543?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/110797790264537543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=110797790264537543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110797790264537543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110797790264537543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-search-of-perfection_09.html' title='In Search of Perfection'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238273.post-110607761753477546</id><published>2005-01-18T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T11:46:57.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Alive!!</title><content type='html'>Hey, Hey!!  I am officially entering into the 21st century.  This is my first attempt at saying something worth while and worth reading.  My goal is to put some good stuff up for you to check out.  Hopefully it will all make sense and also make you think a little.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several things on my mind these days.  So over the coming days I will begin putting some ideas down for you read, chew on and get back to me about.  Thanks for reading and have an awesome day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238273-110607761753477546?l=fsmblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/110607761753477546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10238273&amp;postID=110607761753477546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110607761753477546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10238273/posts/default/110607761753477546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fsmblogger.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-alive.html' title='Its Alive!!'/><author><name>chris b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01978047283530234071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.fxcc.org/contacts/images/2006-bedard.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
